Pose Poem by Charles Bourbon

Pose

Rating: 4.5


every painfully
beautifully
poignant pose
she runs
through
my mind
like
water down
supple
breasts exposed,
her curves
arch
and sway
like
vines in
my
mind.
Let not
the
thought of
you
destroy this
pleasant
image forever.
Surrender
your rose
of
sinful lust
and
leave me
wanting
more of
you.
Only scratches
and
tears remain.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
David Wood 08 May 2013

A lovely well crafted poem that I enjoyed reading

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