Mango Butterflies Poem by Marcus McKinley
Mango Butterflies
It is in your actions, your words
Your backwards glance
In the moments of chance it manifests
Deep within a heaving breast, a sigh
dilating iris’ of the eye
a subtle arch of your lower back
a firmness rounding every thread
In heels tensing curving calves
Treading paths of silk, unsaid
One by one each step endured
Tacitly, your intensions heard
Helpless I transform, a vassal
Lured, my soul is not my own
Enticed, entranced, involved, in love
These feelings newly felt, unknown
In your absence, devoid of home
These feelings only just, unknown
silent, effortless, absent of touch
the pain unbearable, will I survive
to taste your lips and eat your words
and turn your curves in silky tango
exhaling moments deep, into your eyes
you're sweet… as mango butterflies
you're sweet as……
A very steamy and provocative poem. I loved this line, ' and turn your curves in silky tango exhaling moments deep, into your eyes you're sweet… as mango butterflies you're sweet as…… I think you're in love Marcus!
Much sensuous waiting. Illustrated well. Emotion less rather construction getting its superiority. So it can't be much intense by its passion. Nice post.
really nice descriptive words....really paints a picture in the mind :)
extreme emotions ///// a very beautiful poem to read! ! ! ! ! !
Wow marvelous expressions of passion, frm d dilating iris to tango, i say u did a superb job of it in poem! Pls do review my latest too, on Nature.
This is so beautiful in its whole form from the first stanza all the through to the last line leaving me to want to read more...well written excellent penmenship
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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12/5/2025 2:20:41 PM # 1.0.0
the pain unbearable, will I survive to taste your lips and eat your words and turn your curves in silky tango exhaling moments deep, into your eyes you're sweet… as mango butterflies towards the end you become passionate. thank you very much for this gift of a poem