under fog-lit moon
the dance of your fingertips
on my skin is spring,
unfolding petals white & peach
rain-rippled, silk with desire
Posted for D'verse Poets Pub - OpenLinkNight - Hosted by Gayle ~ Thanks for the visit ~
Poetry form: Tanka
This is absolutely luscious, Grace!
ReplyDeleteThanks Mary ~
DeleteOh... I think we should have an erotica prompt sometimes.. you would ace it.. I love it...
ReplyDeleteIf people are not offended and for fun, I would call it, smiles ~ Thanks Bjorn ~
Delete"rain-rippled" = such a lovely, peaceful word droplet.
ReplyDeleteAnd "silk" as adjective here, wonderful.
Oh how wonderful! When I see "Scarlet" after your name, I know I am in for a real treat. "unfolding petals white & peach
ReplyDeleterain-rippled, silk with desire" Oh how that makes me sigh deeply and smile.
Beautifully Written, and very lusciously imaginative. :)
ReplyDeleteWhistles!! So romantic :D
ReplyDeleteOh my😨!
ReplyDeleteLove the tender, sensual nature of your tanka, Grace/Scarlet. I wouldn't mind trying my hand at some erotica. You would seem the best choice of team member to instruct us on the finer points.
ReplyDeleteThis is very sensuous and so much said with just the right words.
ReplyDeleteMoving Art
ReplyDeletesining sensual
feelings so much
further iNtricacies
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share
danCinG
hands and fingers
iN feat of Love now..:)
*sinGinG sensual..
ReplyDeletefreudian
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sweet peaches, and makes me long for Spring
ReplyDeletePassionate pointed tanka, establishing so much in a confined space/form. I like romantic poetics, that often lapse into erotica. Might be interesting to do at as a Poetics prompt one day--the results might redden our cheeks or increase our heart rate; smile. I'm in if it happens.
ReplyDeleteLovely and dreamy... under fog-lit moon... Wonderful, Grace :)
ReplyDeleteSensuous tanka!
ReplyDeleteSo beautiful. ~That moment when your skin is almost broken open sexually so that seeds of expression burst forth, as if your flesh is fertile soil just waiting to be tended by capable hands ... I feel it. Brilliant metaphor. Also, I think it's interesting that you're blooming under moonlight instead of under sunlight. This speaks to your rarity. A unique sort of flower that doesn't follow predictable laws of nature.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful and sensuous.... I was wondering why there was so much smoke on your page... (he-he)
ReplyDeletepeace and love
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"silk with desire." That line will linger for awhile... I love the combination.
ReplyDeleteThanks for this.
You really fill our lives with sensuous imagery and lusty presence, yet elegantly so, love it!
ReplyDeletesoft and sensual...
ReplyDeleteOh to be young again!
ReplyDeleteThis is hot and so sensual
ReplyDeleteSensual at play as fingers stray
ReplyDeleteYikes ! Scandalous ! "She's a witch ! Burn her !"
ReplyDeleteI love the intimacy.
ReplyDeleteOne word: Delicious! :)
ReplyDeleteThe use of language here opens up as the poem proceeds - we get sensuous and sensual information pulling us emotionally into the poem and putting ourselves into the scene as characters.
ReplyDeletethis drew such a beautiful picture...
ReplyDeleteLovely lines...
ReplyDeleteThis is sensuously beautiful Grace! So much can be said in so little, the beauty of a tanka!
ReplyDeleteHank
Beautiful, delicate, and delicious. I love reading your work.
ReplyDeleteThe fog-lit moon brings winter to mind, and then you turn this to spring with the rest of your luscious verse.
ReplyDeletepassionate and sensual - just lovely Grace
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