I was intoxicated in her atmosphere
Dreams can only describe her mesmeric poise and sensuous aura
Her queenly demeanor was not act, but rightfully her own
I was set adrift on a journey bliss of sable queens and Khoi San princesses
I wish that I could see her walk
for I knew that it would match her eyes that inebriated my heart and seduced my soul
Her curvaceous and ample presence reminded me of my youthful dreams
And nocturnal rendezvous
Monday, December 19, 2005
Poetry: First Time I Saw She: Rata
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nocturnal rendezvous! oh lawd. . . we want to hear more about this. you effectively tease the reader with your words, leaving us to want more.
Haa haa! :)
SEJ,you know, the night time is the right time to be with the one you love and sometimes that "one" is you. In other words, I was reminiscing on my adolescent "wet dreams." Those little messy moments. :)
The gods must be crazy!!! Am I right?? The bug bit you Stephen hee heee, it is really sweet though!!
You are so available, and yet so out of reach!! Amazing, your jubilation is contagious bro, I am going on voluntary quarentine!! heee heeeee
See you at the book signing, please add a personal touch to my copy :)
Thank you Tryphina. I am going to have to come up with a collection, novel or something before I make you out to be crazy. :)
As always, thank you for your sweet and kind words. MmmmmBaaaa!
Beautifully written. Whoever you wrote it for is a lucky lady!
Lovely piece Stephen!
Dreams are who we are..they make us, without dreams we have very little...
I'm glad that you like it. You think that she's lucky? Thanks! That means that you think that I am a worthy catch. I humbly accept your compliment. :)
I agree. I am a dreamer. I've been told that since grade school when teachers were writing comments on my report card, "Stephen tends to day-dream." Thank God, I'm still dreaming.
nocturnal rendevous? that's code for wet dreams, ain't it?
either way, beautiful poem, stephen.
snap snap snap. As always, beautiful!
That was beautiful again! I am thankful I came across your site. You are a very talented writer of beautiful poems.
Did she smell like Patchouli?
man, this sounds like the first time i saw my ex
come visit my page. lookie what i got!
Yes, you are correct. "nocturnal rendezvous" are referring to wet dreams. Those were the good ol' days. Thanks!
Thanks for the the three snaps. :)
I'm sorry if I'm getting too mushy for you, but a man has to express his softer side at times.
It seems so real in the beginning doesn't it.
I looked and I saw. You da man!
I hope that you are having a great day! Thank you for your comment.
I hope you are having a great day too stephen!...after some very hateful things Ive seen today...Im glad to know there are still some people who love beautiful things. Maybe there is hope for us in this world still.
Tight piece there very touching Stephen.. Thanks for dropping at my blog
Wish you a merry Christmass too and happy new year..
tu s. tin-
Yes, this world has so sadness in it. I just keep praying and try to maintain my faith. I'm glad that I could make you feel what I was trying to convey.
Yes, you have such a nice holiday wish that I wanted to say my wish. Thank you for stopping by as well.
This poem was SEXY!
I loved it.
My favorite line is
"I was intoxicated in her atmosphere"
Intense imagery all over this poem.
Do you mind if I save this?
Not at all. I'm glad that you liked it! I wrote this poem years ago and revised it a bit.
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