August 13, 2015
11:32 pm
Poetry Challenge
(Behind the Cracked Door)
There you are
Appearing lost in your satisfied thoughts while I peer through screened shadows between the cracks of the door.
Your beauty has me breathless
As I concentrate on the arch of your back as you sit poised in your ballerina's like state
I just want to be the breeze rolling against your skin as I kiss your tattoos
Let me lotion your mind with my contemplated wetness as I search to manipulate your every desire
Yes
I yearn for you
Your sparkle of light at midnight
Your softness as we kiss to the rising of the sun at dawn
You are my fantasy built out of this uncovered erotic allusion
I move in still silence
Waiting
For the day
That moment
You would be shaken
By my vibrating whispers
My emotional stares
As I pine for your love
Behind the shadows
Of the cracked door
Deborah R. Shaw
The Silent Stalker
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