Day 154: Forbidden Quake

Forbidden Quake

You are my cherished blanket from the youth of yesterdays

Soft and angelic, crushed in scent of celestial echoes

As stripped cherub, I curl placidly into the grooves of your cotton kisses

Locked in silence between the touch of poetic eyes

Yours and mine, blended in cradled rapid whirling angst

Able to touch only within the dreams of treasured midnight hours

Draped as wild virgin surging beneath your ocean mantle

Opal-aqua, evergreen, woodland thick and meadow wide

Water to water, shore to shore, oak roots to trickling gumdrops of soil’s moisture

Beneath me you rest, shadowed by this caller, sprawled out in innocence

Pillowed between bedazzled hunger and the starched sheets of reality

This gift made perfect for the beholder, a birthday suit tailored for one

And stretched through the fading image of fear into fountain tingles

Splashing, nibbles of magenta magic, intermingle with berry coated cake

Wear me, this mangled dress of charm, dancing beneath your cherry light

Wear me, upon your heart’s lips, a sensual memory of glossy bright

Your forbidden treat, the cream in the drink of life swirled round you

Taste what is before you, before the bell awakes, and the layers are worn thin

And waxy remnants scorch the naked bed where flamed burned through

Come hither, pulsing knight of mystery, I bid you unravel your threads

So you may weave again your rainbow colors into this quaking mettle of desire

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20 thoughts on “Day 154: Forbidden Quake

  1. πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ Is it the pig hormone again?
    I don’t know if I should feel sorry for your hubby,,,,hehe
    You know I love you just the way you are.
    Beautiful poem and so very you my lovely friend.
    Love you LOADS. Me. xxx πŸ™‚ ❀

  2. Gosh Sam, your poetry is hitting my five senses in a very fluid way. You are amazing soul sister. Love you.
    ~Maya

  3. Oh wow… this one has called for several reads — it’s soooo beautiful, and passionate Sam… and I think reflects the essence of strong intimate awakenings in a young woman’s life πŸ˜‰ Well ~ that’s what I got ~ probably my twisted imagination LOL!!! Wonderful work again Sam — gotta start the scrap book soon!! Also love your snap-shot ~ you look mysteriously introspective today;) and btw ~ will likely put up your RBIW poem with my post today too! You are going to be known as the seductress poetess of WordPress soon LOL! ~~ Love and Sea-hugs to you my friend, Robyn L

    1. Oh. You are spot on about woman’s awakenings…spot on! lol about the scrapbook…
      I think I was thinking about the poem pretty hard in that photo…there’s a story behind this that perhaps I will share with you over a hot cup of tea someday and we shall giggle. Ewwwee I like the thought of seductress poetess… Even poetess alone is a cool name. So nice when you visit. Always a treat and brings a smile to my face. Salty hugs and love, Sam πŸ™‚

  4. this is singing metaphors…what a beauty.and well hot as hell too..lady if only maui people knew they would increase their hotel charges a trilion times…
    wooo man i got to go where sam went…
    love that beautiful clow on your face
    Muuah

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