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
- On the Road to Nowhere by Vachel Lindsay
- Николай Некрасов – Вчера, сегодня
- Hymn To Death poem – Alfred Austin
- Envoi poem – Ezra Pound poems
- Peter by Marianne Moore
- A Sense of Humor by Vachel Lindsay
- Sunshine by Vachel Lindsay
- Вера Полозкова – Мой великий кардиотерапевт
- Idylls of the King: The Passing of Arthur (excerpt) poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Владимир Маяковский – Обряды кому и на кой ляд целовальный обряд
- From The Italian Of Michael Angelo by William Wordsworth
- The Lark by William Barnes
- A March Afternoon poem – Amy Cavanaugh poems | Poems and Poetry
- Новелла Матвеева – Отражённым светом
- Михаил Лермонтов – Война
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).
