Poetry Monday

A bit of an image. 18 and over only please – Mildly F/F

Southern Sylph

Midnight. The moon hangs full and low. Heavy, fecund. Silvery light caresses flesh like a physical touch. Magnolia hangs in my nose, seducing my senses. Stepping forward I take your breasts in my hands. Their weight tantalizes. Tongues slide together, mixing with soft sighs. Rising on the air like music.

7 comments to “Poetry Monday”

  1. rhian
    July 30th, 2007 at 2:40 pm · Link

    INcredibly seductive Lauren! This line filled my nose with a memory of scent:
    “Magnolia hangs in my nose, seducing my senses.”

  2. Ann
    July 30th, 2007 at 3:49 pm · Link

    Awesome snippet. “Silvery light caresses flesh like a physical touch”, and the sighs “rising in the air like music”. Lovely.

  3. Lisa Andel
    July 30th, 2007 at 4:44 pm · Link

    Great imagery even though I’m not much of an F/F fan.

  4. Sparky Duck
    July 30th, 2007 at 9:31 pm · Link

    the magnolia sets the scene so well

  5. Lillian Feisty
    July 30th, 2007 at 10:24 pm · Link

    I always love your poems. So sensual.

  6. gautami
    July 31st, 2007 at 1:06 am · Link

    Beautiful Imagery in there.

  7. Susan Helene Gottfried
    July 31st, 2007 at 4:56 pm · Link

    Yep. That’s poetry, all right.

    Nicely done, darling. VERY nicely done.