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Driving Me Insane

Night easing closer to midnight
stars twinkling in soft diffused light
like moon beams gushing through the blinds
my gentle caresses rouse your sighs

Nuzzling nose in nook of your neck
greeted with a murmured plaint
tightening grip on our clasping hands
'midst quickening of hastened breath

Scents of jasmine fill my breath
rousing passions 'neath naked hide
whispered nothings fill the air
hurried 'tween our lip locked rides

Shadows dancing on the wall
to the sound of our thrilling chimes
scent of almonds 'n' pheromones
hit my nostrils like aphrodisiac

Hooking your hand around my neck
pirouetting with a ballet step
watching me gaze in your enchanting eyes
pools swirling in enticement

A gentle tug on strings of the gown
baring your limbs, while sliding down
simmering in the shimmering light
to the quiver of my lips in delight

Squirming limbs and gushing breaths
drawn in with a quickening haste
my fingers stroking your velvet skin
softened by exotic lavender blend

Kneeling before your silhouetted frame
palms roaming over a smooth derriere
nestling my nose in the seat of nectar
its aroma driving me insane!

Your ruffling fingers grip my hair
overcome with a liquid desire
sighs swing with intense moans
as we scale up the ecstatic trail

Style / type: 
Free verse
Review Request (Intensity): 
I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Editing stage: 

Comments

Wow well written and hot hot hot. lol. Regards Roscoe...

Roscoe Llane,

Religion will rip your faith off, and return
for the mask of disbelief that's left.

Thanks for the read and your comment. It was my honest attempt to keep it genteel and not gross. Good to know that you found it worthy of a Wow.

Regards,

raj (sublime_ocean)

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I had to have a shower twice

What environment does to any one... Indian or Canadian... the waves make one sliver you being eastern shiver... words flow with iridescent light and shake the sensuality of the west ...where nothing can the erectile hide... as two humans slide.... oh what a silent ride dost thou reveal ...all here do not feel.. unless they have been hammered by the steel..l and cooled by the juices which anoint the two sexes ... you also do...but what they do here all in the open... you under a bed cover... but vibrations are a common occurrence ...east or west wherever ....I seek thy imagination... I was always in blunder ...you were a saint in sexual wonder ...but your poetry sends me all asunder ... now I too go beneath the cover and expel all that needs to be ...and ecstasy will only lips finally seal...which ones I can’t that reveal.. I love your imagination raj, you have to be excited ... having extended you stay here for this lovely extended cause.

I shall poemise it if you permit after I have had my sliding bit

Thanks for the read and very explicit comment. As mentioned in my comment to Roscoe, it was my honest attempt to keep it gentle and not gross. It seems from your comment though that you found it more than genteel.

Regards,

raj (sublime_ocean)

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steel
now i shall post mine
so don't reel
Hahahah Back to square one in India
All the best

This is sound poetry Raj with a moderately consistent meter.
A reads easily.
It does need, however, to be proofread. There are several typographical errors and you know what that does to my fragile sensibilities.
Other than that I have no suggestions.

Pity.

W. H. Snow

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Thanks for your time and read and your appreciative comment. I would definitely want to work on the typographical errors you have noticed and will appreciate if you could find time to point them out, since in word -doc format they were not auto highlighted,

Also please let me know why you found this "Racy" and why you signed off with a "Pity"

Regards.

raj (sublime_ocean)

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I closed with pity because I had no suggestions to make.

W. H. Snow

A poet is a nightingale, who sits in darkness and sings to cheer its own solitude with sweet sounds. Percy Bysshe Shelley

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airborne
and hoping you had been born
in Ottawa
but be glad you run away from
Ebola
it s come they say to
Ottawa
Happy landings in India

mid night- one word.
scent of almonds n pheromones- (in)
That's all of them.

It's racy to me because I'm bit of a prude.

W. H. Snow

A poet is a nightingale, who sits in darkness and sings to cheer its own solitude with sweet sounds. Percy Bysshe Shelley

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Thanks Wesley for pointing out the typos. I shall work on those. However, the n in almonds n pheromones was used as 'and' and not as 'in'. Is that ok then?

Appreciate your time and guidance.

Regards,

raj (sublime_ocean)

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thy name is poetry

Yes that's true.

raj (sublime_ocean)

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do let me know kindly

No. I don't

raj (sublime_ocean)

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thanks

but it should be inside apostrophes- 'n'.

W. H. Snow

A poet is a nightingale, who sits in darkness and sings to cheer its own solitude with sweet sounds. Percy Bysshe Shelley

Learn how, teach others.
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I did the edit to correct the typos.

Regards,

raj (sublime_ocean)

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SPLENDID !!!!

joe

Appreciate your taking time to visit this page. Good to know you liked it, which is like tonic to an amateur like me.

Regards,

raj (sublime_ocean)

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You are noj amateur, You are a poet.

joe\

When you say that, I am flattered. Nut honestly I consider myself to be on the learning curve.

Regards,

raj (sublime_ocean)

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We are eternally on the learning scale. It doesn't make us less a poet.

joe

Thanks Joe for your kind words.

Regards,

raj (sublime_ocean)

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too that's why he rarely reads me
but does you

Thanks for the visit to this page and the read. Looks like you enjoyed the experience.. At times sensuality is misread as gross and considered taboo. It was my attempt to give it a poetic tilt.

Regards,

raj (sublime_ocean)

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May be yes, may be not. However thank you for sharing your thoughts.

Regards,

raj (sublime_ocean)

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