February 22, 2011

wind

Slipping into night
Undressed... exposed
To dark shadows
¤
Love worn corners
Beneath wet fingertips
Electric touch
¤
Her spine arced to him
He bends with her
Becoming wind
¤
In one breath
Melting every moment
Before him
¤
Silk of her wings
Wrapped his every move
Like freshly dried sheets
Warm against his skin

13 comments:

X said...

Your imagery is magnificent! The heat is felt and balanced by the cool wind of breezes... wondrous poetry! My pleasure to read indeed!

Brian Miller said...

wow, quite sensual...but in a very gentle way...

Costis Demos {Ghostdog} said...

MMMMMM, well delivered .

Anonymous said...

Tastefully sensual, erotic. Perfect way to end the day! Thank you.

Chris G. said...

Highlighting the sensual quality of the wind, the caress of the earth's breath-on-skin...strong yet, as Brian put it, gentle imagery, a soothing touch of nature.

Anonymous said...

Magnificent!

Charlie Parant said...

very nicely written

Anonymous said...

Well written bit of sultriness.

@CoyoteSings on Twitter said...

Trying to remember a time so nice... :)) _/|\_

Monty said...

always a good read and this no exception, heather. erotic :)

Monty / bum

Luke Prater said...

very nice... sensual withut the smut.. or the cliche... love the tercets also.

warmest salad

Luke @ WordSalad

Anonymous said...

Refreshing take on an erotic situation. Lukes right no cliche was nice to see :)

Anonymous said...

neat..
keep it up..


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