by DearEmma
One of the most tasteful and evocative of the erotic poetry submissions I've read in a long time. Nicely done. Breath as a metaphor means so many things, including the way you portrayed it here. I also liked "Where desire is conjugated and infinitive." I did alot with that in my mind.
ecstasy of erotic enchantment.
Makes one think of our experiences in a general sense as well as those moments and moods involving our love.
Absolutely beautiful. This is the definition of an erotic peom. I could feel your passion. I understood your passion. Thank you.
Strange to have exactly that sensation yesterday and find this today! You hit a nerve again, Emma Dear! All sorts of awakening and image come with that burst of cold air to the lungs. My primary, among many, responses is how beautiful it was to read this as poetry. I agree with almost all of what your astute readers below wrote, and I sense (and appreciate immensely) your exploration of these nuanced and REALLY intimate images across formats. Please keep doing what you do. Thank you. PF
Very erotic Em, I could feel your lust and fear. Keep up the good work.