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
- Song Of Khan Zada
- Sea Salt A Villanelle
- On His Blindness poem – John Milton poems
- To The Rose Upon The Rood Of Time by William Butler Yeats
- The Net by Sara Teasdale
- Comments: A Life Well Lived is Always an Inspiration – My Friend Muniappan Velu of Chennai, India
- Half-Man by Satish Verma
- Lit Instructor by William Stafford
- Holy Communion
- Stones
- The Witching Hour by Norma Martiri
- On A World Of Imaginary & Freedom Dwell by Nithin Purple
- Robert Burns: Wandering Willie: Revised Version
- Владимир Маяковский – Наше воскресенье
- Валерий Брюсов – Филлида
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).
