She's forsaken in the folds
of a lonely afternoon,
Imprint of lips awaken her
scent of musk captures her breath,
a dream of love-making psalms
sweetens her kiss-tender breasts.
Cynthia M.
Six lines/Seven syllables per line
Sixes and Sevens Poem content:
Ethereal love and or sensuality, longing,
confusion, disarray or dangerous partners.
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6 comments:
beautiful! each word feels perfectly chosen. love the phrase "love-making psalms"
Thanks so much, Lissa!
"Forsaken in the folds,
Of a lonely afternoon."
This line speaks!
peace
Hey there Anonant, thank you for
reading my poems so carefully.
excellent and sofly sensual...:-)
Thanks, Dulce!
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