- Erotic Poetry
- The Power of the Sun
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Click hereI love the slaps and the thwacks and the
smart of your hand on my skin.
Do you know that I dress with thoughts of you,
of tempting you with my bare back and shoulders?
I desire the power of your arms over me
and your hands on me, and the sweetest softest caress
of your fingertips against my reddened skin.
I bask in the sense of connection I feel in my body,
a knowing awareness of all the places you have touched.
Heat radiates from my skin, as if I have soaked in the power of the sun
and return it all in response to your touch.
I rest in leaning against you, the solid safety of your presence.
You are a tree to me, a mountain, an anvil of steadfastness.
I revel in my freedom to provoke, to anticipate, to indulge myself
in my nearness to you. You bring me joy.
- COMMENTS
jthserraalmost 20 years agoI liked the tactile language here, the description of sensation. I think you could intensify the poem a bit if you trimmed off all but the bare essential here. You have a very good poem, that with prodigious trimming it can really shine. good work.
jim : )
