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
- Вера Звягинцева – Пойдёте пешком на кладбище
- Владимир Вишневский – Она идёт – как Восток алеет
- Tale Of A Tub by Sylvia Plath
- Иван Коневской – Воскресение
- Tell Me a Story by Robert Penn Warren
- Николай Языков – Пловец (Воют волны, скачут волны)
- A Winter Night by Sara Teasdale
- Owen Aherne And His Dancers by William Butler Yeats
- Epigram—The Toad-eater by Robert Burns
- Николай Заболоцкий – Ночь в лесу
- Why Did I Laugh Tonight? No Voice Will Tell poem – John Keats poems
- Approach Of Summer by William Lisle Bowles
- The Meaning of Music by Mercedes Madrigal
- “Yes! Thou Art Fair, Yet Be Not Moved” by William Wordsworth
- Egotist poem – Ambrose Bierce poems | Poems and Poetry
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).
