- Non-Erotic Poetry
- D'earna
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Click herePalm of the hand
Wicked senses gather
in the palm of the hand.
Touch lives
carelessly
in the tips of fingers.
The essence
of a caress
is the same as
the soul
of an experienced
explorer.
- COMMENTS
LeBrozover 16 years agoThis poem was mentioned in the Archival Review thread, in a picking through Lit's archive of over 37,000 poems.
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DuPainabout 17 years agoAnd what wonderful exploration did that touch lead you to.
Your imagery is awesome please titillate me again soon.
William
RhymeFairyover 18 years agoAgain, you awe me ...
Keep the imagery coming gurl.
You most def are on to something.
I am lovin it ~!!
Anonymousover 18 years agoa bit late...this one feels so spiral in energy and one can feel the tingle...it touches without a finger upon the skin..luvit...blue
