From your eyes the scorch of an angel
Words, feathered, pronounced on my skin
Caressed more lightly than fingertips could
Sexed without trace of a sin
Eyed by two green and a soul search
Two hazel stared in return
Glint upon glint sparking arrows
That’s where our love-life began
Voice bathed my flesh and it shivered
Washed me in words welcomed, warm
Filled up my core and delivered
Heat from a new-risen sun
Irises reached, enlarged pupils,
Signs of what still had to come
First look, first words, were the herald
Of a sex life that’s been second to none!
I was tagged by Jessica to write a sexy poem for Sexy Poetry Day. But I’m obviously still a fourteen year old when it comes to talking about sex – I can’t help giggling.
Regardless, I dedicate this poem to my better half who, despite life’s marital ups and downs, still rocks my boat and makes me giggle. I was nineteen when we first met, he with my oldest brother, me with my mum. Sparks flew from the get-go, which was a tad embarrassing all round. He was warned off by my brother, me by my mum! But love will out. Sparks will fly. And sex requires some giggling, I’ve always felt. Think about it. Heaven sure has a sense of humour. You couldn’t make it up yourself!
Thanks momus, I got a giggle too with you sparking my memories of those first fruitful lustings into the unknown 😀
The things we got up to. I’d shoot my kids if they even contemplated half of it 😀
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‘Nothing new under the sun’ I like to tell them and try to remember when I want to go off on one. But do they listen? Did we? C’est la vie! Et l’amour. And why the hell am I writing in French? Must be a touch of the ooh-la-la’s! 🙂
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So cool! Wonderful poem, and I understand completely!
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Thanks, Nicodemas. Glad you understand. 🙂
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thoroughly delightful – giggle on
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Thank you, Paul – fully intend to. 🙂
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Beautiful, Anne-Marie, and actually quite romantic. Isn’t it great when you wind up the kids when they walk in on you sharing a giggle and haven’t got a clue what’s going on! Ain’t love grand!
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Till they realise – then it’s a combo of embarrassment and hilarity. Love sure is grand, Chris, especially the laughs!
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What a lucky man. I would assume he is now well pleased. Great allusions!
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He was rather pleased, Beth. A Father’s Day present. 🙂
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Ooooh…nice! Well done. By the way, giggling is why I couldn’t record mine on Soundcloud. Writing them, I had a huge smile on my face the whole time. And I giggled all day yesterday about the whole thing. These are terribly fun to do. 🙂
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I completely understand your predicament, Jessica. Talking about sex with a straight face isn’t my forte. Must be a lot of it about. 🙂
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