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Libertine
by Maria Massarella
I would capture the wind
in a photograph
click
ha!
how distorted the image
silent. still. delete
execute
closes eyes to listen
oh, you spirito libero
propitious whirling wind
billowing
curtains of light
soft-sussurations inciter
fragrant your breath salient
spirals my thighs
'neath this skirt strumming teases
passion dancing the senses
whole-body the touch
roseated blush
lip-bitten
crescendo
the
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*m.angelina
07/04/2007
Author's Note: * on wanting to photograph the wind
Posted on 05/19/2008
Copyright © 2024 Maria Massarella
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Charlie Morgan on 05/19/08 at 08:54 PM ...and the plinking allows for the wind to be held for just a moment...how delightful is the whole presentation...sorta a new-wave of playing-pomes...words alone are rather delicious, then with the music...voila!, charlie |
| Posted by Ashok Sharda on 05/23/08 at 02:14 AM Wanting? You have done that, rather undone the wind in these beautiful words created scene one can only sense. |
| Posted by Sandy M. Humphrey on 05/23/08 at 07:17 PM These beautiful snapshots of poetry you are giving us these days, whisps of nature stirring the senses and evoking such emotion with sensuality. Bravo. smh |
| Posted by Rula Shin on 06/14/08 at 11:43 PM Oh what a lovely thought and captured in a snapshot by your sense in a moment, dancing upon your soft, playful breath. Lovely indeed. |
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