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Poetry and Writings

MY BITTER SWEET


S.JENSEN©2018

MY BITTER SWEET

S.JENSEN©2018

IN THE MORNING DEW

I BECOME YOU

WITHIN THE WISH

ONLY YOU EXIST

A DROP OF VINEGAR

IN AN OCEAN OF HONEY

SPICED BY GINGER

GENTLE KISSES

ON THE NECK FLOW

AS THE CLOTHES FALL

OH TO THE FLOOR

ROAMING HANDS

HEALS A WOUNDED HEART

OH BLUSHING THOUGHTS

AS NIPPLES RISE

IN COLD AIR FAN BLOWS

HEAT BETWEEN LOVERS

FIRES THE PULSE

TO FEEL CARESSES

OF EYES OPEN WIDE

SWEET SUCKLING

TO PERKY PEAKS

NO OTHER LIGHT

LIVES TO COMPARE

CONSUMED FOR I

CRAVE THAT WHICH

WORDS SAY

TENSIONS RISE IN

BITTER SWEET

GRACES AMONG

UNKNOWN BLANK

FACES

LAID ME DOWN

BETWEEN SATIN

AND PETALS

ROUGE INK SPILLS

ON TO THE PAGES

SIGHT SMELLS

OF INCENSE

AND ROSE WATER

SPLASHES

LUXURY OF

IMAGINATIVE 

DREAMS INTENSE

TO EXPRESS REALITY

NOT FANTASY

WHERE LIPS DESIRE

LIKE DRUMS

BEATING OF

SWEET ORGASMS

SHARED

COME FILL THE CUP

FULL

WAITING IS AGONY

TO THE SENSES.


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