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| Original painting by Samantha Thompson |
Red lips entrance me
held back, face looking on
eyes speaking to me coolly,
the smooth curve of her neck
beckons me, and I stand still
as she passes by me waiting.
Gingerly around me
she moves, red wine lips
avoid me through dark eyes,
I am drawn to her slender
arms, fanned in her stillness
as she passes by me waiting.
<<Come to me>>, she whispers
softly, embrace me now
bedazzled by her fans,
her beauty withholds me
against the darkness of desire;
<<Fan me>> said softly <<with a kiss>>.
Your poem is gorgeous Peter... so seductive! And I love the oil painting by Samantha... the two are a perfect match!
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