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La Scala

by Gabrielle L Gervais

Kissing my trembling skin with the thickness of your earlobes,
the pendulous pounding of your heart,
crecendos.
The rising of erect bows through
strings made from the sketched outline
of your touch.
Tounge the cool metal roundess
of my hungry mouth.
Tickling my lips with whispers
and sounding in me and eruption
of deep moans and ghasping for breaths.
Caress my skin-
mating calls of waves brush against shoulders
gathering fingerprints. sounding
a final escape from the shore.
With raised arms, branding sticks of fire,
love me to an end
of grace-swept silence.
And deep breathing.

09/27/2004

Posted on 10/13/2004
Copyright © 2024 Gabrielle L Gervais

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Heide McAlister-Bates on 10/13/04 at 05:57 PM

Incredible imagery, very sensual. Gorgeous.

Posted by David R Spellman on 10/17/04 at 10:17 PM

Um, yeah... what you said to me! [;0)~

Posted by Betania Tesch on 10/26/04 at 07:52 PM

verrrry sensual. this is a topic I cannot get enough of, though, and you do it well. must be the italy.

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