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
- Robert Burns: Epistle To John Rankine: Enclosing Some Poems
- Sic Vos Non Vobis
- Владимир Британишский – Иван Долгорукой
- Владимир Высоцкий – Сивка-Бурка
- The Last Department by Rudyard Kipling
- It is the Muses by Sappho
- Sea Song
- a maiden’s broken heart by Raj Arumugam
- The Gardener XVI: Hands Cling to Eyes by Rabindranath Tagore
- Иван Бунин – Не видно птиц
- Before Sleep poem – Ezra Pound poems
- Федор Сологуб – В камине пылания много
- To E. poem – Amy Levy poems | Poems and Poetry
- The Heart Breaking
- Олег Бундур – Родня
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).
