write me in lead,
verse in unending lines,
in loops and curves,
without any rhyme
write me in sonnet,
without any words,
in fingertips, buoyant,
like the wings of birds
write me in symphony,
with only your eyes;
be the conductor,
between willing thighs
write me in love song,
with fists gripping tresses,
in fevered gasps and moans,
and sheets left in messes
write me in lead, Dear,
a powerful refrain,
then, erase me, My Love,
and do it again
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This was perfect
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Thanks, Drew!
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Exquisite, my friend
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Thank you, Rita. 💜
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Such a wonder these two lines have created for me
“then, erase me, My Love,
and do it again…”
Loved the poem… ❤
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Thank you, so much, Shefali. 💜
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Wow…wonderful…so wonderful
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Thank you, so much, Wulf.
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Wonderful! 💜
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Thank you, Meg!💜
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My pleasure!
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Thank you.
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A beautiful verse of sensual imagery, “Write Me”, I wrote one a while ago called Write To Me, quite different to your glorious piece.
https://ivors20.wordpress.com/2017/10/12/write-to-me/
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Thank you, Ivor. Your piece is lovely!
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Thank you for reading, and another one, hope you don’t mind,.
https://ivors20.wordpress.com/2017/08/25/words-of-mine/
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Not at all. Heartfelt words, Ivor.
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Thank you Angela.
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My pleasure.
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet and commented:
Do Not Miss this exquisite and sensuous love poem – WRITE ME
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Thank you, Charles.
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