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Read MoreShe is fitting a new shoe—Cinderellawith toenails dipped in wine.Still,in her unwitting display of feet,sunshine suckling on her toes,and they begin a conversationwith your eavesdropping eyes. Lingering—when they will meet her lingerie.A forbidden fruit,sensually dripping into her shoes. I...
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Thank you, Fia!! I am glad you liked it. “)
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Passionately penned, M.E. Amazing write my friend. Nicely done. Appreciate you.
Damian
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Thank you, brother for the overflowing support. “)
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Awesome piece dude. Sexy and passionate. Don’t get too soft on us though.
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“You are getting soft, brother.”
No. I am not. Hahaha. If you can see, the poem is slightly between the erotic fetish and voyeurism, which both, I think, lay in your line of subjects. 😉
Thank you, for reading and commenting. It means alot.
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I do have few of these and I try to dip in different styles. Only I don’t post them much.
Thank you, Styxian. For the read and the comment. It means alot “)
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redzone and
PAR (Paulo Acácio Ramos) are now friends
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Read MoreLove Sonnet LXXXI I watch the full moon rise outside my window, its beams slowly reflect across your naked skin. You stir some, sigh, as my fingers caress gently patterns across your breasts. Yaraa, let me love you like the gently rains of Springtime as it plays upon...
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this is so sensual. Very nice;))
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From the moon to the imagery in touch and plea, this is pure, beautiful seduction
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redzone posted in the group National Poetry Month
April Poetry #5
April 5 is just another day
in a year already a fourth
of its life gone. But this day
has no song, unless you want
to count the rhythm and noise
of imperial bombs sent by
the “shining light on top of
the hill”, who has always promised
the grave and the slave. April 5,
just another day where they
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I was thinking this morning about that phrase march to the beat of your own drum. But the noise of the world is so loud these days it’s difficult to hear it. Those last lines…damn!
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M.E this is really…nice. a forbidding fruit was a lovely touch.