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Mar 2010
The tropic breeze guides your sultry touch
the tropic breeze guides your sultry touch
Dew rests on my skin like the beads of priceless treasure
dew rests on my skin like the beads of priceless treasure
The treasure of your sultry skin rests on the breeze
Tropic beads guide my priceless touch like dew

Drunk on starlight, my head swims in your warm waters
drunk on starlight, my head swims in your warm waters
Ravenous for a taste of the sea, lick the salt from my lips
ravenous for a taste of the sea, lick the salt from my lips
My warm starlight swims in for a lick from the ravenous waters
Your head; drunk on the taste of my sea-salt lips

To be lost within your depths
to be lost within your depths
Oh! How it drowns my eyes
Oh! How it drowns my eyes
How your eyes drown my depths
Oh! To be lost be lost within…


From the warm sea, my tropic beads of salt rest within your head
The lost dew drowns my taste, my lick
Like the breeze of a ravenous touch
My! To be drunk on your priceless, starlight eyes
Your treasure swims in water’s depths
Oh! How it guides the lips on sultry skin
This poem is called a paradelle. The repetition and word arrangement is particular to this kind of poem. I see it as a poetry puzzle, and I really enjoy puzzles :)
Written by
Nica Poznanovich
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