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
- The Death Of Myth-Making by Sylvia Plath
- Interlude: Songs Out Of Sorrow by Sara Teasdale
- Meditatio poem – Ezra Pound poems
- Olney Hymn 52: For The Poor by William Cowper
- Федор Сологуб – Лепестками завялыми
- Ballade Made In The Hot Weather by William Ernest Henley
- Dawnlight On The Sea
- The Road by Siegfried Sassoon
- Passion by Sera Jacob
- Alone You Passed by William Ellery Leonard
- Николай Карамзин – Любовь и дружба
- A Whispered Tale by Siegfried Sassoon
- Coming and Going by Tony Hoagland
- Robert Burns: Where Are The Joys I have Met?:
- On Death poem – John Keats poems
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).
