She - Epitome of Erotic Love
An Ode to Femininity and Romance -
The background music of this delicate poetic arrangement is intended to be played softly as you sit back and reminisce on romantic memories while creating new ones - Perhaps with a glass of red wine and - Oh! Don’t forget the chocolates.
The cadence of her heart keeps rhythm to the music
She sits alluring in the soft candle light
Her senses so heightened but she ponders escape
As butterflies flutter her stomach tonight
SHE’s the mirror of all dreams
Invisible strobes pulse as his aura manifests
Eyes meet - energy spikes across in a mist
Static shock she recoils as his hand touches hers
At first she draws back but she cannot resist
SHE’s the sculpture of natural perfection
Warm embraces and moist tender kisses
Twin peaks straining to break free from restraint
Like coronas on planets - her circles a flare
A consuming wild passion that cannot be tamed
SHE’s the taste of pleasure and its themes
Consensual yearning all inhibitions lost
Outer trappings asunder - bare naked as created
Petal smooth skin brushes skin - tingling sensations
Intense tension of concupiscence now elevated
SHE’s the rhythm of sensual orchestration
Like the cleft in a smooth mound
Caressed by the morning dew
A flood of bliss and passion
Crystal clear droplets accrue
She’s the emotion of love’s fire
Feathery strokes brush a valley of desire
A precious pearl glistens in its soft silken fold
Aching for release of an exquisite union
With the sensually smooth bud of a single stem Rose
SHE’s the personification of sensation
Passion and love ignite flames of pleasure
A tunnel of love bidding invitation
To her rhythmic breath - the beauty of her charms
Candle flames dance in perfect syncopation
SHE’s the aroma of desire
A pulsating Venus like the evening star
She arches yearning to greet the risen moon
In ardor of passion the lovers melt
Climactic ecstasy close she purrs as they swoon
SHE’s the song wafting from above
Unbridled they move in perfect synchrony
While deep from within warm spring’s release
A joyous flood of bliss and passion
To meet and to quench the explosive heat
SHE’s the reason of loving stimulation
In the gentleness of loves' creation
Naked in the innocence of a newly born
Lying languid and satiated like twin spoons nestled
Awakes and looks at the glory of early morn
SHE’s the epitome of LOVE
The meaning of life - IS SHE
Acknowledgement:
To RP (the Reluctant Poet), who refuses to be named and is reticent to be acknowledged as a brilliant Poet in his own right.
This poem is dedicated to his ‘SHE’ and all the SHE’s in the world. Thank you so much RP for your contribution.
(RP is not from Poetry Soup or any other Poetry site or publication).
Footnote:
‘SHE’ - is an unashamed expose` on the beauty of female love and sexuality, the foremost gift of our primary instinct - the source of our existence.
A Gift - of pleasure bestowed on humans to be enjoyed with no boundaries of age or gender.
A Gift - of joy unrestricted to only the humans whenever fancy takes, unlike all other species which is restricted to time of procreation.
A Gift - that owing to misguided conditioning of the ‘System’ and Religious agendas, is embarrassing for women to share and only appropriate to air in a sterile or clinical manner.
The topic elicits thought and makes one wonder - Why?
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