- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Waiting Maiden
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Sandal, rose water, blended into a paste,
Surrounded by fragrance, maiden awaits;
A string of flowers woven into hair,
To meet her young lover she does prepare.
A dash of kohl to line her eyes,
A twinkle in each as secret thoughts arise.
Carefully blackens each fluttering lash,
Reddens the full lips, not much, just a dash.
Around slender frame a saree she drapes;
It falls in soft folds, the smoothest of crepes.
Sticks of incense placed around the room,
The wick turned down until shadows loom.
The surface of the bed with flowers is strewn,
As she patiently waits in the light of the moon.
- COMMENTS
drksideofthemoonabout 18 years agoI wanted more, I didn'want it to end. Like a previous poster mentioned, this piece has a texture, and a richness to it. In a few brief lines I was transported to another place.
Angelineabout 20 years agoIt is so sensual and descriptive. I really love poetry that evokes the senses so that the words take on texture and dimension as this does. :)
KinkyKarenabout 20 years agoBeautiful, so many soft and inviting words. I can smell the flowers and incense in the air.
Tathagataabout 20 years agoSo many colors and smells and textures
Very rich writing.
Creates almost a tapestry with words
very nice indeed
Thank you
