Long Shadows

Neville

Long Shadows

 

How upon how these long shadows

Insidiously fan out and weave

Between dappled pools of light and

Which seem to seize and steal

Our staccato breaths away

 

Before our very eyes it seems

And simultaneously so although

In different ways we bleed

Then on reflection 

 

I remember oh so well indeed

With every single thrust and heave

She made redundant muscles ache

And quenched the thirst of a

Very thirsty man in need

 

 

  • Author: Neville (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 3rd, 2018 05:47
  • Comment from author about the poem: Some things are just not worth forgetting.. because they are indeed priceless...
  • Category: Erotic
  • Views: 107
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Comments7

  • sylviasearcher

    It'd strange I always read something very different in the words you have marked as erotic...

    I really liked how the words lingered and paused on the thoughts in my mind

  • sylviasearcher

    It'd strange I always read something very different in the words you have marked as erotic...

    I really liked how the words lingered and paused on the thoughts in my mind

    • Neville

      if I am not mistaken, that sounds to me like a compliment.. and I thank you for it...

      • sylviasearcher

        Oh yes it was a compliment full of typos!

        You are welcome

      • 1 more comment

      • Neville

        cheers..

      • Fay Slimm.

        Oh tender the gentle erotica used here to depict a memory never forgotten - a gem of a read Neville.

        • Neville

          Bless you Fay.. you are far too generous for words, though always appreciated, I can tell ya... Neville

        • orchidee

          Yes, enough to bring on a swoon for me. Then again, what doesn't bring on a swoon for me?! I shall not recover from 'erotica' for at least a month! heehee. I should get out more, as they say! lol.

          • Neville

            once in a while aint gonna do you no harm..

            • orchidee

              Ohh I know. I should let me hair down, get me coat, get out more, be a dark horse. By the time I thought up all these metaphors, I've run out of time to do anything more today! lol.

            • Tamara Beryl Latham - The Poet

              A sensual memory of a loved one is always a great read, Neville.

              Your heart-felt poem flowed like the River Thames. A wonderful write and a pleasure to read. 🙂

            • Goldfinch60

              Those memories so well portrayed in your wonderful words.

              • Neville

                since you honour these words sir, I shall thank you on their behalf and true...



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