It’s haunting and intoxicating.

This poem has both great depth of emotion about the man whose wife gazes on in the form of a picture and the sizzling sensual story. Truly a masterwork of erotic poetry. You have a fantastic ability to convey the feelings and scene letting me see it as though I were sitting in a corner watching.

John

Intense write, DK. A lot of depth underneath this steamy write my friend. Nicely done. Appreciate you.

Damian

If you want intense love making, have an affair. At this point, everyone should have them. Keeps things exciting, fresh and exhilarating for both people. I’m sure your spouse is doing the same. Let’s keep it under wraps. Great work DK. xo

This brings back some memories.
Especially the stained sheets and after sex mood swings.
Diggin this vibe for sure

Naaj

Meg, this is short but so potent. So straight to the steamy action. And yes alot of depth. You’d make me climax just as quick as this read I must say, I wouldn’t stand a chance holding out! Hehe! 😉

Powerfully penned, DK. This one pulls at the heartstrings my friend. Phenomenal write, thanks for sharing. Appreciate you.

Damian

You amaze me every time you put pen to paper…

You’re an impressive writer. Thank you for sharing.

Bad Uncle is impressed ….

BIG LIKE

Beautifully worded. Magically intriguing. You present this topic with patience & understanding. A gentle, moving piece. Nice work DK.

Very nice and, very likely, my favorite form.

Your imagery cushions the blow of loss with love. 🌼

Me too. Thanks for reading, Mary!

It’s a formal poetry style called a Quatern. Eight syllables per line, four stanzas.
Thanks for checking this out, SeaCat!

Beautiful and peaceful. I often wonder as everyone does, what is next. I think it’s not for us to know so we get to choose to believe whatever. I choose to believe I’ll be reunited with everyone I lost and miss. And if I’m wrong well not like I’ll know.

Great ink

If nothing else, DK🍷

I’m helplessly obliged to bow, Dear Poetess, in sheer respect and awe at how accomplished your poetic acumen has been developed … and, this brilliantly rendered French Quatern rendering proves how genuinely undeniable it truly is.
Your amazingly diverse skills are brought vibrantly to light via the many varied themes you bring to the page in widely abundant mastery of poetic forms, command of diction, flowing syntax, metaphoric imagery, emotive instinct, spot-on enjambments and rhymes, and so much more … all brought forth through the rich poetic voice of that of a poetesses’ poetess.

“You know me not, though knew me well.
I cannot reach you through the white
of Heaven’s clouds … as they ingest
your long-awaited evening rest.”

How more perfectly validated could loss of memory be expressed(?) … I really do not know.
And, your Artwork choice? Exemplary!

Well, lest I wear thinner my exuberant welcome, let me close with a simple humble, “Sigh!”
Most reverently, Dear Lady-Poet! ⁓ Richard 🙏

Suffering? What suffering?
Seems my “mind” you’ve already distracted … and, if I happen to suffocate, what a way to go … LOL!

Hey ITR! Damn, I’m glad you’re back. When I was reading your stuff, I noted you hadn’t signed on in a month. At least, that’s what it looked like. I’m glad you didn’t miss your gold medal. I love your prose.

So, thanks for the review and critique. I need to go back and adjust the spacing properly. I’m not sure what happened there. This kind of poem should have stanzas (quatrains). Anyway, I’m so glad you like it. I love the Blue Ridge Mtns btw. How lovely it must be to live there. I’m from N.C. and visited The Biltmore many times – not so far away.

Now I can see why its a winner!
I feel sad for not reading this one before. A heart touching write. Well done!
And congrats! “)

Wow, the meter in this is gorgeous. Evokes the great classic poets. Impressive.

Tremendous work. Powerful writing.

I don’t want to be wiping away your smile, girl.
Thanks for checking this out

Different face, different smile from Adira but same effect.
There’s a few ladies on this site that I’d crawl naked over cut glass just to spend some time with….your one of them.

Dark and engaging . Nice spill

Powerfully penned, DK. This is an incredible write with stellar imagery my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

Outstanding. The wording, the image and the sincerity in detail makes this a marvelous piece of writing.

You are too sweet, girl!

Deeply felt. Tragic yet majestic at the same time

Much respect

Naaj

I lost a little brother….🙏

So, this one hits especially close to home, Meg.
Beautifully rendered Free Verse, with all the poetic attributes that make this form so expressively powerful to read and vividly sink one’s mind, heart, emotions, and soul into.

No one speaks with a poetic voice like yours!
Thank you ever-so warmly for YOU! ⁓ Richard🖌

You’re a wonderful person, Meg. And an outstanding writer. I love your stories and poetry. Expert at writing erotica and by your picture you’re gorgeous. I don’t judge nor would I here. Sorry, I saw this post had no comments and you spilled alot out. Keep doing what you’re doing, Meg.

Danny boy

You write your feelings at that moment so well that I can feel as if I am in your place.

A 10 minute story that held my interest. Not many can do that. You DK always create some marvelous story with explosive detail and imagery. Noting short of being a classic write. Your a talent and know how to stir a man or a woman’s imagination. xxx.

Excellent work. You bring it to life. Tremendous work. Stay hard at it. I appreciate you.

Meg, you take me along with you into the scene as I read. It is as if I were there seeing it all, hiding in a corner. Truly exquisite prose artist you are. Your narrative grips me as I read. I can feel it all through your crystal clear writing. You are truly talented. I am a really enjoying these. The ending here has me on the edge of my seat. I can’t wait t read more of this story.

John

Great write and surprising end.You do have nice fantasies.
Any reason you chose DampKitten as your nom de plume ?

A violent, sexually deviant poem that expands my lust for anything kinky. “Pinching the berries” Never heard that term before. I like it. Maybe in my next poem I’ll talk about slicing off those berries and having the girl eat one while I eat the other.
Awesome piece my friend. xo

A BDSM story in verse! My favorite genre!

I’ve got a belt like that
Ironically it never holds my pants up
Book her
I’ll be there soon to interrogate

BAD UNCLE LIKE

I don’t know who’s storytelling is naughtier hehe 😉 again, great write.

Don’t lose that ass, Mary. It’s my wonderland.

I can make it juicier