The Weavers Knot
Despite the night tousled hair
twas still amber and gold
in the morning
worn long and held loose
in a weavers knot
Far too long to be modest
they said
and she had the way of a witch
about her….
Witches cats familiars and
friends
far too good to be just fucked
tho far too kind for her own good
a white witch maybe….
Then like a cat
without warning
she moved to an old leather chair
still warm from the touch
of some familiar or other…
and that is where she sat through dawn
with ancient quilt held tight
A single hand on view
seen only by her mirror
the other she imagined might
just be him
at least she hoped it might…
Despite the night tousled hair
Twas still amber and gold
In the morning
worn long and held loose
in a weavers knot
and she tasted of honey and sea….
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Author:
Neville (
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- Category: Erotic
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Comments9
Oh I think this is a favourite of your erotic pieces
You paint your subject with a mystical magical sensual shade
I'm darn sure he is a witch... thank you for helping to load my brush
He is a witch?
I helped you load your brush?
oops I did mean she.. I also meant, gave me inspiration..
Oh well if I inspired that piece I must be awesome!
Lol
Maybe he's a witch too?
maybe we should form a coven...
Maybe
yeah maybe
Definitely maybe
absolutely definitely.. maybe, maybe baby
Do you get points for all these comments?
No, I dont think so.. I am still very much a newbie here so still feeling my way around..
But you like to keep replying anyway?
I'm sure I'm considered a newbie too
My type of poetry - it just flows - a great read.
Bless you sir.. much appreciated...
So evocative with its gentle reminders of erotic alertness when bewitched by love. Great flow to this bit of heated adornment to my first poetic read of the morning.
I am delighted .. thank you dear Fay...
A swoony write N.
U doo mayke me larf sum thymes orchidee
This sounds a bit 'Oohhh arrhh'. Is your surname Giles? Are ya a Farmer?
no.... are you a guinea pig?
I'm half-human, half-guinea pig sometimes!
Ever been to Peru....
no... are you a guinea pig
Very good erotic write.
Thank you Goldfinch60, much appreciated..
Ah, the enigmatic female dances through your words, enchanting, enticing, amazing creatures.
Long live their mystery.
Absolutely, I’m more than happy to drink to that... Cheers
I don't mind loosing my Vir---ity to her, but she remains aloof.
She has been a reason of many a wet dream, always teasing
Even in my dreams she weaves a web, that tangles my erotic threads
Just as your poem.
well I did try and warn ya... she did have the way of a witch about her.... cheers Suresh.... Neville
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