My nerve endings tingle at your touch.
From those artful, intelligent fingers
I learn so much that passing years have
Left undiscovered. Your fingertips
Explain to me the significance of flesh.
Word was all I strove to be, before
your reaching senses began to teach
me the richnesses of possibility,
before your exploration exposed the
ore of sensuality buried in my flesh.
Your pioneering fingers uncovered
So much, hidden just below the surface,
underneath my skin. As you explored
those dormant landscapes of tensions
and sighs, my heart at last translated
for my mind. As you embraced me,
word fused completely with flesh.
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Go then - there are other worlds than these.
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There's always a better poem just out of reach.
Words create situations [link]
The roots of the future run deep [link]
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There's always a better poem just out of reach.
Words create situations [link]
The roots of the future run deep [link]
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A Contest A Year In The Making. Click here for details [link] and get in on the year round fun!
I find the stimulation (of your project) very enjoyable.
But then, I've always loved stimulation
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There's always a better poem just out of reach.
Words create situations [link]
The roots of the future run deep [link]
I'm glad you are enjoying it. Now that it's halfway through the year, I'm just like oh man, I am responsible for judging all of these entries, wow! It's going to be a hard job.
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A Contest A Year In The Making. Click here for details [link] and get in on the year round fun!
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There's always a better poem just out of reach.
Words create situations [link]
The roots of the future run deep [link]
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