Sensual dance of two
bodies melding into one
entwined
enraptured
caught up in the passion
the flames
of consummation.
Star bursts flicker
electric pulses flaring
sensitivity
to a single caress
becoming lost
in the truth of each other.
Sated
silent
quiet caress
bodies in the dark
holding close
warm love
cuddles in the stars.
Photo by Toa Heftiba on Unsplash
Author: Jay-lyn Doerksen
A single hard working mom of a soon to be teenage son. A poet and story teller I have wanted to write since I was a child. This space is where I share stories about myself and my life and the creative poetry that stirs my soul. My hope is you will pull up a chair and a cup of coffee delving into the world that I offer and you find simple enjoyment for a few moments.
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Hi Jay-lyn, I have nominated you for the Blogging Chums Award, here is the post x
https://blueskydays365.wordpress.com/2018/07/25/nomination-catch-up/
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Thank you
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Is it getting hot in here? So beautiful! 🙂
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Thank you so much. Glad you enjoyed. 💥💥
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My kind of cuddles!! 😉😏🔥
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Lol 💥💥💥
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“the flames of consumption” — very well said, I think. The poem was quite enjoyable.
It might (or might not) interest you that, the thing I would often miss after my last divorce was the cuddling. Never thought of myself as a cuddler, but I sure did miss it now and then.
Thanks for a good post!
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Thank you. Am glad that you enjoyed. ☺
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