sweet melody




circe has spoken of you


what might be so sweet


your eyes

your voice

your breasts

your soul


something beyond imagination

not of this world


circe spoke of you  

for a reason




with no one 

to bind me to the mast

or block my ears

i suspect i shall find out


i am not incurious

i am dying to know


if i know

i will die




i will not listen

i am not ready to be yours


when i hear the first strains

i will face the wind

i will let the song drift by unheard

i will listen to zephyrus


is that your voice i hear on the wind

a sweet melody


it is a beautiful song 

zephyrus's song is beautiful too


perhaps someday i will be ready


it is a beautiful song

beautifully sung

your voice is sweet

your breath is warm

circe said nothing of gentle touches

of lips that graze my own


why did circe 

not think to tell me of this


am i not a woman with desire

am i immune from sweet enticements

do i not wish to breathe in your warm breath

to receive your gentle touches

to feel your soft lips graze my own


your breath is warm

your touch is gentle

your lips are soft

your kisses, oh!









Poetry by one trick pony The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2015-02-15 at 11:35

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Åsa Andersson
A beautiful, sensual poem. I enjoyed it very much.

Truly beautiful, sensual ... a delightful read.

Truly beautiful, sensual ... a delightful read.

Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
I needed a cold shower after reading this one. It's very passionate.

night soul woman The PoetBay support member heart!
Lovely written, a joy to read:)