Morning
by Mark R Slaughter
The eye came out –
A lust for scouting
Lips were swollen –
Geared for pouting
Over breasts
That hardly shouted
Loud enough
To catch the eye
That caught the curve
Traversing buttocks
Emphasising all that’s
Full and round
And smooth of skin
To usher in
The eagerness of closing palm
And animated fingers
Feeding on the flesh
To please
Then ease the legs
And seize the opportunity
To come inside
Another happy day.
Copyright ©: Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2011
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Mine Sweepers by Rudyard Kipling
- Николай Гумилев – Молитва мастеров
- Going for Water by Robert Frost
- Their Reposessions by Michael P Amram
- Lukannon by Rudyard Kipling
- Владимир Высоцкий – Ну что, Кузьма
- Thinking For Berky by William Stafford
- And Then It Rained by Pamela Griffiths
- Never Sure Which You Are by Mary Etta Metcalf
- Robert Burns: The Cardin O’t, The Spinnin O’t:
- Иван Елагин – Спрашивал ответа
- INTO THE LAIR by Satish Verma
- Haiku by Robby Charters
- The Sons of Martha by Rudyard Kipling
- Wordsworth At Dove Cottage poem – Alfred Austin
Some external links:
Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
