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Rapture's Ride
by Kimberly BareLanguid movements set the pace
Joyous smile upon the face
Thickness wrapped in silken flesh
Pulses quicken from sweet caress
Flickering moistness creates a need
Tantalizingly taken to the edge of sanity
Engulfing the senses without greed
Floating back to reality
Oh, the ebb and flow of tide
Does not compare to rapture's ride
09/04/2003 Posted on 09/04/2003
Copyright © 2025 Kimberly Bare
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Max Bouillet on 09/05/03 at 03:40 PM Nice flow. i like the way the structure accentuates the content. The stanzas feel like waves of images crashing into the readers mind. Great work. |
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