John Knight

Rookie (8 September 1933 / Liverpool - UK)

*501 Massage Of The Mind - A Sonnet - Poem by John Knight

The room is warm and the fan is blowing
The place to start is your naked shoulders
Which present a perfect invitation
To be gently massaged by my fingers.
The only barrier between ourselves
And our tactilityis the jasmine.....
Scented oil - the scent you requested
To ameliorate the full sensation
Of touch and emotion of the massage.
The 'first time' is always aprehensive
And massage is no exception to rule.
First I place my hands onto your shoulders
To break the ice and make connection.
'Please please relax' I whisper 'and enjoy! ! ! '.

We synchronise our breathing - more slowly
I start with gentle circular movements
Round your shoulders and slowly down your spine.
I can sense your eyes closing - lips parting
Hair falling - hypnotic - chiropractic
The efflourage synchronised with breathing
Total relaxation and surrender.
I mould my fingers into your contours
Kneeding - squeesing - stretching your texture
The moans I hear are moans of pleasure
Normally only heard in foreplay.
Masseurs and Masseusesare not voyeurs
We are professional people with strict......
Boundaries just like Dodtors and Nurses! ! !

My moves are slow firm and deliberate
To make sure they penetrate through your skin
To your muscle - to your circulation
The jasmine permeating through your pores
Into your bloodstream reaching your brain
Soothing - relaxing - sleeping and dreaming.
You are helpless in my hands - my treasure
To mould - to manipulate - to massage.
My only desire is to treasure you
And pleasure you through all the benefits
Of full body holistic massage.
You are obliviuos to passage
Of my gentle and skillful hands over
Your back - your bottom - your thighs and your feet! ! !

Each stroke relieves your physical tension
The jasmine relieves your mental tension
And form your relaxing sleep and your dreams
You slowly wake as reflexology
Stimulates all your vital organs.
Heart - liver - kidneys - lungs - reproductive
System - reflexes and your thought processes
You awake renewed - rejuvinated.
You might well ask - can a dorsal massage
Achieve all this - release and relaxation?
What would happen if I massaged both sides?
Well full-frontal massage - of both sexes
Raises issues of both privacy and.........
Permission and Practices and Parlours! ! !

(John Knight - Colchester (UK) - April 2010)

Comments about *501 Massage Of The Mind - A Sonnet by John Knight

  • (3/4/2011 8:13:00 PM)

    I know virtually nothing of massaging, but suspect from the little I do know, that this is an excellent depiction, and a rather erotic occupation. Fascinating. Beautifully and delightfully described.
    The sonnet form of poetry, as introduced to the English-speaking world in the time of Henry VIII, by Sir Thomas Wyatt and Henry, Earl of Surrey, from Italy, an art form termed 'the most exquisite form of poetry' and illustrated by the master Petrarch of Italy, morphed by Shakespeare, was defined over a hundred years ago as '14 lines iambic pentametre.' Charles Tomlinson published a lengthy essay defining it, with studies in the Italian. If we adhere to these definitions, we shall be sonneteers.
    The perversion of the sonnet to define some other form of poetry is not really a sonnet. There are other forms of poetry, but only a strict definition of the sonnet form, which has much room in its definition, but does not allow a piece such as this, so far as I know.
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  • (4/23/2010 11:01:00 AM)

    wow! very passionate and lovely (Report) Reply

  • (4/16/2010 1:49:00 PM)

    ‘Chiropractic’ ‘Masseurs’ ‘Masseusesare’ much work of art are soothe together's psyche...

    ‘…My only desire is to treasure you…’

    Its good prsactise as professional does with Hippocratic Oath instead of being occult hypocrites…

    An undiscovered arena where your nib stroked niftily and interestingly Thanks Sir...
    Voted 10
    Ms. Nivedita
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  • (4/12/2010 7:14:00 PM)

    i think this piece has many meanings, , , i go with painting..i think one which u portray here is a painting, from shoulders up and from shoulders down..the distribution of paint and the strokes of the brush made the painting so beautiful while the one who paints shows aggressiveness to his work...the painter's desire is as desirous as ever..this piece is nice..

    the scented skin which u want to smell
    from the pretty girl who has a pretty shoulder
    the massage which in your mind and in ur dreams
    enhance the fingers and the touch to ur dreamgirl...

    lucky are those shoulders touched by your hands
    those lips which is drown by all your love and demands
    lucky as well are those fingers of yours
    for in her breast, it stops, and make the view looks most..

    ur mind is as quick as ur fingers
    as ur fingers are as quick as your imagination
    i like the way this piece represented
    from drawing, to painting
    from imagining to dreaming
    all werds are perfectly confessed...
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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 9, 2010

Poem Edited: Thursday, March 3, 2011

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