Succulent

lips

Cashmere

Close your eyes and imagine the feel, hers

Touch with bated intensity, softly, she wants to be mapped in long curious stroke

One finger at a time, deep, slow

She is the muse and the poet

Paint her canvas, devour whole

She draws you closer, her breath, listen, feel it

Climbing up your neck, her lips gently whisper all you need to know

She is warming a story, anticipatory rhapsodic rhythm, motion, hers and yours

Did you notice the sapphire rug on the floor?

Take off your shoes, she plans to have you there, take you in effortless flow

Transcend

Take her closer to God

Succulent

A word you should know

~Alisa Hutton

15 thoughts on “Succulent

  1. Yes, Gawd to these lines, Alisa! Whoa!
    “Did you notice the sapphire rug on the floor?

    Take off your shoes, she plans to have you there, take you in effortless flow

    Transcend

    Take her closer to God

    Succulent

    A word you should know”

    And, a very intense and solid way to end the poem. Well-crafted.

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  2. Alisa, so very nicely laid out for us. The word “succulent” resounds. I was also lured in by this earlier choice of phrasing “she wants to be mapped in long curious stroke.” The word “mapped” is a gripping word with my interpretation that she wants her lover to explore. Well done. Great picture as well. Keith

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