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Click hereMy lips render promises
in a path of kisses
from the Nirvana
of your neck
to the vale
of your navel
and I whisper your name
with each breath
my tongue breaking
your silence
as you sigh
into the night
that Mark Twain is quoted as saying that he would love to dig her ( Jane Austen) up and beat her across the skull with her own shin bone?
I got a kick out of that, I would say the same about Emily Dickinson.
Oh yeah, loved your poem. The brevity and it is so concise. Good work. You got your point across without making it mushy and boring.
best wishes,
NJ
short, sweet and to the point. feather soft imagery that envelopes you as you read.
short, sweet and to the point. feather soft imagery that envelopes you as you read.
Another marvelously erotic poem; another chapter in the special language you use only in love.