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Neelam Jun 16
His image danced in
the twilight of conscious
and unconscious,

Hazy smiles adorned
the runes in my mind,
Intricately woven
into every breath,

Every single fibre has
been oxygenated,
hydration flowed into
the parched lips,

As the saturated amorous
vibrations signed the
space spread around
the unformed bond.
Michael R Burch Apr 2020
The Secret of Her Clothes
by Michael R. Burch

The secret of her clothes
is that they whisper a little mysteriously
of things unseen

in the language of nylon and cotton,
so that when she walks
to her amorous drawers

to rummage among the embroidered hearts
and rumors of pastel slips
for a white wisp of Victorian lace,

the delicate rustle of fabric on fabric,
the slightest whisper of telltale static,
electrifies me.

Published by Erosha, Velvet Avalanche (Anthology) and Poetry Life & Times

Keywords/Tags: clothes, lingerie, nylon, cotton, amorous, drawers, slips, lace, static, electricity, mystery, mysterious
CLARYT May 2019
I lay there silent, beneath the soil,
A seed awaiting your sweet shower,
And in you came with moist and succour,
To shape my love into a flower...

(C) 2019
The first inclings of love are a splendid thing to witness, as I did, between a man and a woman. It was lovely
K Balachandran Apr 2019
An amorous robot asked her out for a date.
One 'inappropriate touch ' by him,
No doubt, would have sent her up in smoke.
Yet, avoiding the danger of  war with humanoids
For spurning one of their kind, was
Uppermost in her mind: she thoughtfully gave the nod!
In an E world fraught with disasters of unimaginable kind caused by science,unanticipated dangers at every turn and desires without restraint,love as it is known to us now, often would have to walk through forced paths..a futuristic reveire
Salmabanu Hatim Nov 2018
My wife is colour red,
With two prominent elements,
Anger and Love.
When I want to spice our life,
I stir a lot of anger in her,
She explodes,"BOOM!"
Out vents her pent up emotions,
I hold onto her outbursts,
For with patience you get a reward.
When she calms down she is a dove,
A sweet rose,
Amorous towards me.
We make up,
Candle light dinner,
Soft music,
And a lovely,romantic and cosy night.
K Balachandran Jul 2018
I float in a dream,
Full of rain’s amorous sighs;
In fecund earth’s hugs!
traces of being Oct 2016
The sky is falling
                       with the New Moon’s rising tide
                       Amorous emotions are flailing
                       with rhapsody’s flooding desires

A fleshy sigh exhaled
the hot breath of carnal tensions;
the heat of a lightheaded fever,
arouses flushing skin,
igniting a yearning to savor
the bouquet of love’s
sensual coquettish dreams

                       Inraptured teases and tantalizes
                       anticipation’s lucid sensations
                       So close and yet so far away ,
                       as if a moonstruck hypnotic delight
                       were at the tip of fingers touch ,
                       from arm’s length away

Savoring the input
from all the heightened senses
Overwhelmed by a feeling
like being wrapped in a dream ,
choosing not to listen
to sanities' useless reality

                       Willingly surrendering to the dream - - -
                       to the verve of blissful mercy
                       Only while waking up,
                       embracing the thoughts
                       of passionate release,
                       do I feel the poignant pang
                       of my heart's song

longing to fade into you …

                        "dance me to the end of love"

"Dance me to the end of love" is the title and lyric of a Leonard Cohen song
K Balachandran Jul 2016
The panther's blazing eyes scrutinize,
stare at him with an ambiguous interest,
her rough tongue licks him clean
when amorous longings finally ebb.
Editor's pick in "" on May 12, 2014
K Balachandran Mar 2016
She cooks her dishes with such panache and zest,
as if both are  two new  dishes for me to taste,
her dainty waist, arrested my eyes,
then the mind ******, thunder thighs,
all I want is to stick to her all over like curry paste.
wicked mind never would let one fight or surrender?
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