pause
on your face,
tempest
with a seaweed
of
rain-soaked hair;
because
your clothes,
drenched
against innocent form,
beg
to be peeled away.
Walk
with me today ―
embrace
global warming,
get
crazy Waterworld-wet,
lap
waves of kisses,
let
them flood between;
drink
resplendent,
play
dead, drown,
float, until we
are no longer thirsty.
float, until we
are no longer thirsty.
OH! Just...OH! So...exquisite...
ReplyDeletebeautiful just amazing
ReplyDeleteDelicious.
ReplyDeleteNow that is poetry
ReplyDeletethanks for sharing
martine
gorgeous sensual words- lovely Tess!
ReplyDeleteThis is so full of love ... wonderful piece :-)
ReplyDeleteSweet!.. Sensual!.. Romantic!.. awesome!...
ReplyDeleteJJRod'z
Perfect...
ReplyDeleteBetween your words and his voice -- well, erotic doesn't even come close --
ReplyDeleteahhhh. and so apt for us'ns on the east coast soaked in wet today.
ReplyDeleteAbsolutely beautiful.
ReplyDeleteOh to be soaked...
ReplyDeleteSmiles,
Sir Knight
Erotically beautiful! (The poem, not RAD!)
ReplyDeletedrenching.
ReplyDeleteWow..just gorgeous..necessary on a day like this!!
ReplyDeleteLush ... (I'm not referring to last night.)
ReplyDeleteOh, gorgeous!
ReplyDeleteWhat a romantic . . .
ReplyDeleteSandy's pouring outside, so this is most welcome.
ReplyDeleteA quenching of the truest thirst of all....this is lovely Tess!
ReplyDeleteHere's to thirst quenching as often as possible :)
ReplyDelete"tempest with a seaweed of rain-soaked hair"...my favorite line! well done :-)
ReplyDeleteOo la la!
ReplyDelete=)
Bring on the rain! Love this one Tess.
ReplyDeleteGorgeous. Especially love:
ReplyDelete"tempest with a seaweed
of rain-soaked hair"
Came back to listen to RAD's reading.
ReplyDeleteThis partnership is quite breathtaking!
It reeks of love, something of Orpheus and Eurydice . Hope you lot are all safe over there
ReplyDeleteOne of your best.
ReplyDeleteOh... So lovely. You both are quite a team!
ReplyDeleteWe both used the word tempest. :)
My son's school (quite a few years ago) actually put on the play using my friend's indoor swimming pool ...
Drowning in love
ReplyDeleteMmmm mmmm
Now that I'm not cowering under a table trying to hold my hair on, I can really appreciate a poem about rain. Last night, not so much. 8-)
ReplyDeleteOh WOW! I just love that vision of rain-soaked, seaweed hair! A beautiful description.
ReplyDeleteWow. You even make global warming sound sexy!
ReplyDeleteThe final verse took my breath away.
ReplyDeleteThis is brave and brilliant, just like love should always be.
ReplyDelete'tempest of seaweed' - brilliant!
ReplyDeleteWell-crafted eroticism is admirable. This poem sets its sensuality within the context of love, which deepens and substantiates. A fine piece.
ReplyDeleteYour kinda and generous comments mean so very much to me...thank you...and thank you R.A.D. for a most beautiful read...
ReplyDeleteGee, this sure brought back a few memories. Excellent work.
ReplyDelete"play dread drown and float"
ReplyDeletewow, those were my fav lines. Did you intend a complete cycle sorta meaning with those words??
Loved it. keep writing. Looking forward for more.
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