Thread: Visions in Twilight

Visions in Twilight

In anticipation I search the twilight
as the horizon dims
you come to me in purples


once the sun has slipped its golden sabers
into that sheath which nighttime holds
I await you …


your step is soft
it stirs the lilac and sends me a fragrance
my senses awaken, quiver


your vision tempts
I need the beauty
the sanctity of your bosom


bared


wanton breath vaults breasts clefted shadows
licking at your neck
turned to catch last light


curved


inviting


reaching out to my lips


moments pass into violet
eyes are blurred
but not the touch


virile on velvet,
mauveine emotion,
sighs fallen from mulberry lips …


colors fade into memories
purple ever the last to go
your parting sculpture remains in my eyes


I reach out
your promise abides
you are there for me


in twilight

This is a very dark, sexy poem !! Love your very vivid ,gorgeous imagery." Sighs fallen from mulberry lips "---Too beautiful! Love the genteel erotic nature, handled sooo elegantly...Now--I need to go smoke a cigarette ...peace...Jul

Morning Jul;

There are touches we know but cannot have. The memory, the visions are, sometimes all we have to cling to. Thank you for reading. I'm pleasantly surprised that you got the dark connotation. None before you has.

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