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Wordsport award winner 'Lifeline' could be included in the inspirational section. It depends upon your point of view as you read between the words.
Stemming from imagined fulfillment, a slip of raw emotion pours into Pure Sensuality.
The erotic poem ' Words' had a place of honour on Bookpages UK site.
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 Pure Sensuality
Her neck warms.
Fire creeps to her cheeks
She swears her soul trembled.
What was she supposed to be doing
When the tiny message
Interrupted?
She can't think
Her heart smolders up her throat
Pure sensuality fogs her thoughts
She forgets how to breathe
In moments
Her heart still does the two-step
Or is it a jive?
It's just fantasy
Tinged with reality.
Droplets ripple waves
Through former nothing
Havoc created.
The shock waves rock her core
Like an atomic bomb,
Leaving her spinning.
She smiles
with smug self satisfaction
at the new self she sees
in her mirror.
The Last Night
Staring into her soulful eyes
He draws her exuding love;
Breathing her . . .
Intense . . .
Continual caresses
His only reminder
Of their earthly realm.
Historic embers rekindled
An unstoppable inferno;
Rare
Pure
Unfettered
Incandescent love;
The outline of dreams
The paintbrush of fantasies.
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real audio
Words audio
Words caress
breaths tendrils
within whispers
skim sensitive skin
shivers shudder
liquid warmth cloaks
strokes mending
osmosis strength
absorbs devours
slowly savoring
simple sweetnesses
enduring surviving
seducing . . .
seducing . . .
real audio
Lifeline audio
And
in the predawn
hours
while I listen
to the earsplitting silence
shivering, alone
on my punctured raft
in a void
somewhere in the middle
of the Atlantic,
. . . he calls to me.
"Let me paddle some,"
he whispers kindly
Oh! I let him!
I breathe again, my raft steadies,
regains buoyancy
bobbing gently
safer
nestled under the shoulder
of the waves.
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