Monday, July 28, 2008

Monday's are perfect for Wicked Poems

Another poem that i'm going to just hack up like a furball... let's see what lands on the monitor, shall we? LOL!

Divinely Falling

Wicked smile and clever hands
you touch me
somewhere {there} deep inside,
those delicious dark places
where my true self hides.

A lovely package
of sweetly kissed control
that batters my barriers
as I struggle to resist
the unresistable you.

Letting you wrap your Self
inside and out of Me
I succumb with a sigh
then a scream of delight...
being bad has never
felt so good.

ahhhhh.... okay, that is not so great, but its all i have for today. i may need to rework this one over for awhile... no pun intended, LOL!

11 comments:

Gadfly said...

I love it :o)

But I may be biased ;-)

Jill said...

It is great! Don't be so harsh on yourself, darling!

Julia Smith said...

'you touch me
somewhere {there} deep inside'

What could be more perfect than that?

gautami tripathy said...

I like monday wickedness. Mine too follows te same route!

deeply in love with dracula's daughter

Susan Helene Gottfried said...

LOVE those last two lines!

gingatao said...

Very sweet and tender and sincere,

artpredator said...

wicked every day is fun

and feels good!

pure evyl said...

Good stuff. Looks like I will have to pick a new day to dispense with my twisted poetry next week.

Arkay said...

Wow. That reached out to me more than anything else you've written here. You make being bad seem the most sensuous thing in the world.

Glad that (someone makes?) you feel that way. We could all use a little of that kind of 'closeness' now and again.

Really well done.

ozymandiaz said...

Yimminies
Its a helluva lot better than what I... ummmm... "Hacked" up yesterday.
I actually found it to be quite sexy.

gingatao said...

I miss you twice,