"plushness" poems
rich with the depth
and intensity
of oxidized blood,
a plushness caresses my bare skin.
my fingers tracing against the grain of the fabric
slowly seducing
as the canvas
becomes duo chrome
the tip of my finger
a nymph
cunning and artful
the strokes
offering an insatiable
thirst
yet so in control
finally it succumbs
turning a tide of new color
permeating from where my touch once was
a culmination of sorts
leaving you enamored.
Sep 2, 2015
Sep 2, 2015 at 8:04 PM UTC
Well, you're beautiful, aren't you?
Something about you makes me want to stay
Perhaps it's the way the breeze feels when you radiate warmth
Or the way your soft, cold plushness feels against my skin.
Or the calmness you bring to me when everything seems to speed up.
My favorite gift from you,
The best thing you've given me is
Clear skies
Bright eyes
And hope.
I'm in love with the earth.
Jan 6, 2014
Jan 6, 2014 at 10:19 PM UTC
in the warm pleasure
of a pillowy plushness
as we settle in 4 bed
dozens of candles
dimly (dancing)
lighting the room
two silouettes
curvaceous, crazy
calling out names
frantic, feverish
moving melodic
rhythmic, rhapsodic
mmmnnn...
(it's getting warm in here)
rapidly warming
degrees of desire
sweating, squirming
melting into u...
Aug 7, 2011
Aug 7, 2011 at 7:55 PM UTC
I want to push on the plushness of your face and tell you all the ways you make me smile.
Your voice is a drop of warm honey, fresh from the comb, settling into my stomach. You have turned my heart into a hexagon of wax.
And when you laugh I can hear bees humming home home home home.
Sep 5, 2013
Sep 5, 2013 at 9:55 PM UTC
Library pulsing with audible shrieking and terrible scent
tattered books slid from his back shelf
a years will of sociable training
flushed
and swirling, as he,
loneliest and surrounded by
himself, visualized purpose,
innermost being. And he
slouched down within the plushness of a navy couch
and absorbed his moment,
and dreams tangible grew from his index.
Feb 3, 2014
Feb 3, 2014 at 1:55 PM UTC
Her chair by the grandfather clock
Creaked with ticking and tocking - a moment awaits
She grips her hands softly
Her furrowed brow creased and squinted a moments memory
The pillows of green lounged and her lover caressed her golden locks
1964
In memories of black and white his arms carried her
She carried him with her
In plushness, her cheeks puffed, her lips puckered
Her blue eyes gleaming vivaciously
As the waving goldness of yellow and orange waved back and forth
Leaning their backs towards the eye of the sun
The couple gleefully, held on to one another
Hours turned over into days - passing by time
They gripped tight on to eachother.
Moving in they moon danced to the stars
Sleeping in their hammock
Yet she felt him loosen with ease
The flower by their sink rotten and cumbled into oblivion
She cried for days yet they held on to each other
The mail man comes early today.....
She heard him cry
The foreboding of death crawled into their home, unexpectedly
The grim fate had him pulled him away
Cut loose and shield our touches - his departure to the battlefield
His flights leaves and time is the hourglass
She recalls the night of his departure vividly
6:34 - Fighting
6:41 - Screaming
6:45 - All of the kitchen ware is shattered
6:53 - Him gluing the parts together
7:00 - Making love
7:39 - Him walking down the street waving
7:45 pm - Lights out
Current Day
Every day sitting
Lights out
Sipping white wine in a tea cup - awaiting a knock
The slow creak of her door opens
Opens ever so slightly, yet she sees a tall shadow
She steps up, puts her cup down and sees someone
Apr 6, 2016
Apr 6, 2016 at 12:59 AM UTC
Butterfly
Pigmented and fragile they seem.
Beautifully they fly teem.
Transformed from caterpillars,
they are the patience pillars.
They can compete with sunshine,
they can defeat the rainbow shine.
They are the princesses of flight,
they are hard to catch in the sky.
They are buttered and buffered,
they are colorfully painted.
They have crossed various phases,
and they are called metamorphosis.
Attractive, alluring,
radiant, and reckless.
With the arduousness and plushness,
they are elegant mobile entertainers.
Dr.Marysuresh
Jul 24, 2020
Jul 24, 2020 at 4:00 AM UTC