Janice Windle

Feasting - Poem by Janice Windle

To sip, to sip, never to drain the cup;
To stroke with gentle lip, to savour
Slowly, slowly, tasting every flavour
That flickering tongue and loving hand yields up.

Comments about Feasting by Janice Windle

  • (9/4/2008 3:40:00 PM)

    Feasting for many senses and again the passion disguised beyond the precise gestures: sip sip... slowly slowly - subtle and mesmeric, wow! (Report) Reply

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  • (5/2/2008 12:22:00 PM)

    If T McH is an old perve then I'm afraid I am too. This is one of your most erotic poems I've read. The imagery (or is it my imagination) is positively delicious (if that's the right word in this context...) (Report) Reply

  • (4/30/2008 5:06:00 AM)

    Please tell me it isn't just me being an old perve in finding this erotic? t x (Report) Reply

  • (4/30/2008 4:44:00 AM)

    Delicious feast of words. HG; -) xx (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 30, 2008

Poem Edited: Thursday, November 27, 2008

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