Your dagger eyes
are my undoing.
Sweetly I am pierced.
How can I resist
when I am lost
in all that you are?
I come to you,
bare bones,
flesh quivering
with desire.
All that I am
all that I could be
is lost in your
knowing gaze.
You unveil me,
and there is nothing
left for me to hide.
This is me,
standing before you,
waiting to be loved,
longing for your touch.
Hear my silent plea.
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Very good.
I was lost in you poem. It is wonderful.
Myke
Omg. it is really coming true... (I'm commenting next to another eye... again... lolll - I don't think Sharon Realizes this yet... and I'm not trying either!)
Cheryl this is wonderful, spirited & touching.
damnit. Myke beat me to it... whomp whomp
I can never say it enough, you are awesome with your words Cheryl.
I am continually amazed at how passionate and romantic your poems can be.
Thanks for posting to my group, Anythingwriting
I've been there. Great poem, my friend. Thank you for posting to our group.
another wonderful poem
oh this is nice
nice poem thanks for sharing
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Wow, that was wonderful. It reminded me of something or someone in my past. I give you a 10!
Cheryl your poems have such life and sensuality in them..................thank goodness the author has such a kind good heart......................"their cannot be rainbows without tears."
you may be too forgiving and whatever.
I know that I couldn't ever be with you very long, you act as a taped on sponge at times.
But still it's ok
super poem dear one,,, Bless you,,,
Simply beautiful Cheryl, your poems always captivate me.
Kris ♥Ü♥
It draws me in.
couldn’t let me die
I like this, it reminded me of my late husband. Thank you.
wonderful
I am new to your works Cheryl, but love how your writings give off so much emotion and desires! well done!
sleek and sensual undualting poetic~thank you for posting to GutterGirls~
Thank you for posting to GutterGirls~
Sleek and unbridled and simplistic in form. Kudos. But if your heroine is still standing there, waiting for a touch, tell her to leave the key under the mat and call me.
Your creativity and new-with-every-poem along this theme amazes me. Keep writing.
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This is beautiful, and touches the depths of my emotions.
lovely
The poem has a courageous nakedness-- not so much physical as emotional-- embodied in its spare form. The speaker bares herself in every sense, and it is both touching and arousing. My favorite lines would be, "I come to you, / bare bones," and "This is me, / standing before you". A lovely poem, Cheryl.