With my pride swallowed,
And her lips still wide open,
We begin Round Two.
December 31, 2011
Johnathan Tillman Uncategorized Form, Haiku, Poetry, Sexual Leave a comment
With my pride swallowed,
And her lips still wide open,
We begin Round Two.
November 18, 2011
Johnathan Tillman Uncategorized Form, metaphoric, Pantoum, Poetry, Writing Challenge Leave a comment
(I’m not sure about this one. It may become a different poem. I took lines from a song I like–“Between The Sheets”–and wrote a pantoum. That is today’s writing challenge…)
Words of passion between she and I
While making love between the sheets.
Shared in times when no one is near.
I feel her love surrouning me.
While making love between the sheets,
Souls are bared, yearning for understanding
I feel her love surrounding me
Inside her is where truth reigns.
My soul is bare, yearning for understanding.
I doubt if I am worthy of her gifts
But inside her is where truth reigns.
She chose me for a reason.
Though I doubt I am worthy of her gifts,
I boldly explore her body with humility.
She chose me for a reason.
Because of that, I aim to satisfy her.