A small bite of the forbidden fruit is still a bite
No less
A whisper in your ear in the dark
Is still temptation
A chivalrous gesture can be taken for flirtation
If I undress you with my eyes
Am I sinning?
If you brush past against me nude
Is it fornication?
Is it a slice of reality?
Or a piece of a dream?
You tell me...
another picture of me from last weeks shoot with my friend Sodapop, sign up HERE AT SOLA find him under “sodapoptattoo”
I normally love roses, but in this case I could do without them:D
I Concur...
Gentlemen behave! Haha 🌹
Isn't that what we are doing?
That grey area, where you're not exactly sure what's happening, can be more exciting in some ways than actual consummation... and fantasy and foreplay can extend out into all aspects of social interaction. This is a beautifully written poem, approaching the same question repeatedly from different angles, and in so doing peeling back the layers like a striptease, until the question itself is laid bare, naked: "You tell me...".
The form perfectly fits the content.
Thank you so much! And yes I totally agree, sometimes the anticipation can be more exciting than the consummation. Thank you for stopping by my blog! I so appreciate it :)
To write a story about biting the fruit, or suggestively mention it, to see the fruit dangling or view a picture of a fruit is no sin... In actionable or unactioned upon sins sit in a realm of fiction and fantasy, no sin letting the imagination glut itself on dreams, as long as the heart and head have a firm root in reality.
Oh my dear @bleedpoet, you phrase things so beautifully your comments are sometimes better than my poems :) Hugs friend, happy Friday!
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nice to see a poem which touches pleasure in an elegant manor
Thank you!
You are the bomb! Nicely done, you photograph well and that necklace is lovely. I did a very amateur shoot in my 20s, thank god he gave me the originals.LOL😉🐓
Thanks pretty friend! That necklace was gifted to me by a dear old lady friend of mine, it was her wedding necklace and I used it for my wedding too!
Do you still have the pics?
I like the way you play in the poem. The coyness you show tour audience is both refreshing and....unsettling. Good write.
Thank you!
i happy with your post ! Thanks
one finger in a bowl of oil will usually oil the rest.
I can instead use four other fingers to pick roses
Really good
Those roses are truly beautiful, if only they're not on the way. 😉
fucking roses
don't fucking censor
Amazing.
Vry beautiful poetry.