September 8, 2012

  • apples

    #whim sh 60. Write a POEM using a quote from another work.  I’m feeling very biblical, don’t you know.  But it’s NOT something you’ll be wanting to read at your prayer meeting.  It’s a happy birthday poem for dear adamswomanfell.  (Are these enough clues for you all?)

    He laid her down upon the altar
    slowly removing each article
    which covered her delicious body,
    piece by piece,
    inhaling the fragrance of her skin
    enraptured by the visage before him.
    And when she was bare before him,
    blushing and shy, yet brazen-
    knowing the look in his eyes-
    he took her in.
    First his eyes capturing every detail,
    then his tongue tracing a path
    from her soft lips to sweet neck
    nuzzling that spot behind her ear
    that he knew would make her his.
    Then his tongue slowly sliding down
    to the roundness of her breasts,
    circular motion ever inward
    until he discovered tight peaks-
    delicious peaks that tasted of heaven.
    Gentle nibbles led the knowledge
    which he required
    and he followed the scent
    towards further heaven, hers and his,
    intertwined like the branches of a tree-
    the tree of the knowledge of good
    and evil became a distant memory
    as his tongue worshiped her.

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