about this poem is drawing and fixing. Something about it has set the tone and the pace, the words all line up together, tresses falling and sombre lighted room, and scent rising... Quite a mesmerising read.

Warm flesh wrapped in a
State of grace
Loved that opening line... ;) The whole poem unravels with ease... then the word USE kind of makes it smutty! Just my take - perhaps you could re-word it to make it more romantic and fitting with the rest of the tone!
THanks

This is a poem that casually assaults me with words and my senses. There is much I can read into it.

Ekphrastic poetry. Thank you, I have learned something new. I wonder what the painting (?) was that inspired this poem. Care to share?

~A

You Pierce Fiercely

That now any one can see
The piercing of a lovely one openly,
In public shows how pubic the mind
Of the poetic could be
Renders eyes of lust free,
As one roams around the painting,
As it pierces me,
Lovely poetry I can imagine
The covers removed,
Wow, wow they'll say
When I am too
Remotely shooed

Can I come and see
the painter in you,
Who has painted poetry?
So lovely
Brilliantly
so nude
To devour this prude!

A NEOPOET
POETRY LEARNER ME
LOVED

I agree with Bonitaj. While I would not characterize it as smutty or dirty, imo "use" does not fit with the rest of this piece. it takes the sensual anticipation of passion in the moment described that shouts to me throughout, and brings it abruptly down to the mudane.
Imo, "As the bed awaits" would have been more than sufficient, with its implication of the physical, and culmination of desire.

The bed is made, unused, and the poem a perfect complement to the painting.

Well done, sir!

Besides, I'd like to know one person who hasn't used another for any one of a thousand reasons. We, however, prefer to be less than candid ... speak as if above it all.

~A