Shall You Be Mine?

A fond blushing, eyes overpowering.
She travelled. Her lips renewed
the sometimes beautiful whisper of apathy
in my gazing and languid respiration.

She is hateful and strange.

I am in the sobs of her tumultuous, breathing
face. Again burning fast.
Hot cheeks. My hand is almost
like the ardour of a lover: embarrassed.

Shall you be mine?

You. The one I pressure so.
For ever my rose-dressed companion.




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Now I'm just showing out

Jacquii.

hey msj I find the cool things about cut-up exercise is it makes you word choice more benevolent, although most don't know what their saying when they just put words together,

you put this togther nice the titles alluring and the word choice excellent,
this was just fun to read, msJ's laid down the law again

Thanx E - After reading it again I can totally see how you'd see a lesbian type inspiration - and I suppose in a way it's very similar to that - I'm glad you like it

Jacquii.

That's brilliant ... at least, I like it ... and I'm not even lesbian

Not nearly as good, but here goes ...

breathing
my lover kisses me softly
and beautiful
gazing in my eyes,
embarrassed, blushing
and my ardour overpowering and strange
tumultuous
with hot respiration
burning in my sobs,
the pressure rose, renewed
I take lips in mine
like a whisper.

Ooooo! Very nice - I really like this short poem - It's written rather beautifully, especially the two last lines - Interesting how your piece is quite different from my 1st and 2nd... Lovely inspired work BETH = Thanx for posting!

Question: Who's next?

Jacquii.