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NAKED

."NAKED"
Margaret Ann Waddicor October 13th 2010.

Naked
inflamed curses
slash open wounds;

Words whip like wind cast twigs
against casement vistas,
worn thin to shivering
pools shaken by your passing fling;

Slips stocking-tight
strangle my gullet,
bulge my eyes to see beside;

My skin hides flaps
descending with a clap
thunder plunders my desires;

Knee deep, limb deep,
I sweep you up so high,
my thighs aghast;

Seared meat,
our feat of magic
spells, chants and frog tails
cast them off, into the briny soup;

Ecstatic squirms,
and elephant folds of flesh,
wrinkled singed and binged,
exhausted flattened,
stunned.

Pillows spear soft centres sweets
meet mix, complete the blissful kisses
tongues twist round and round,

the spit of joyous essences
ejects, greets.

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Free verse
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I shall keep that in mind Ian!
LuvAnn

"The image of yourself which you see in a mirror Is dead,
but the reflection of the moon on water, lives." Kenzan.

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Very strong imagery, almost like you were describing cutting someone up, well written

Lou

Stand tall, be proud to be who you are, give the world the finger!!!!

I could not look you in the face if I just meet you, because this poem left incredible pictures in my head.
WOW. this is some write. I think that hell had to jump back when it felt this fire!
great I loved it!!
Always Eddie

LIFE ISN'T ABOUT WAITING FOR THE STORM TO PASS
IT'S ABOUT LEARNING HOW TO DANCE IN THE RAIN.
VIVIAN GREENE

Your passion explodes in this write Ann.

Powerful imagery evoked here!

Love and hugs

Mand xxxxxxxxx

Feeling your ummm....oats?

Oh, earth woman, how you tame the wild breast.

;-)

~

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loved

Your pupil

''WAIT FOR ME''

THE FIRST
poem u read

and now see my assessment
by friend EDUARDO CRUZ
My salutes to thee .

as ever before
with respects
and regards
not Istan but
lovelyhoney

www.triond.com
lovelyhoney
3470 poems
PLUS 7 DAILY

Shirley is my mentor here.
ur friend

loved

Vivid description of the good night I hope you had lol..............scribbler ( and how could one critique Naked ?)

I blush I do as this is of another meaning, disguised.
It was not exactly of a happening, sorry to disappoint you,
perhaps I shouldn't even tell you, no I will leave it so.

I can imagine this, but haven't experienced it like this,
perhaps I'm glad too, I hope so. But its fun to stride out and
make fire as if one were a fierce actor in the world of
relationships isn't it, why not, no one is stopping me!!

Glad you all enjoyed it, or were shocked by it, I am no ogre,
many will tell you so here!!!

SH!!! love to all from Ann.

"The image of yourself which you see in a mirror Is dead,
but the reflection of the moon on water, lives." Kenzan.

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