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
- Аля Кудряшева – Рыбный вальсок
- The Thought-Fox by Ted Hughes
- The Female of the Species by Rudyard Kipling
- A child said, What is the grass by Walt Whitman
- Федор Тютчев – Как летней иногда порою
- Robert Burns: My Nanie’s Awa:
- Юлия Друнина – Я не привыкла
- Picture by Nijole Miliauskaite
- High Windows by Philip Larkin
- Portrait of a Boy by Stephen Vincent Benet
- The Holy Tree
- Вера Полозкова – Мой великий кардиотерапевт
- John Anderson by Robert Burns
- With No Experience In Such Matters by Stephen Dunn
- As In Their Flight The Birds Of Song by Robert Louis Stevenson
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).
