Lovescape.

Fay Slimm.

 

 

 Lovescape.

 

I am soft-sift in thine hands.

Fast as in an hourglass the drift
toward fortunes of intimate fancy
begin as kisses scorch expectant skin.

I am drawn to thy courtship.

Fired by a moth-soft voice I try
to view in thine a whispered desire
of vow to out-ride my female shyness.

I am much beguiled by need.

Burnt to a frazzle in heat's bowl,
near stupefied by fire's rabid heave
resistance forsooth wilts to Cupid's role.

I am seared by thy fervour.

Bathed in amour's lusty lovescape
errant bliss gains fast pace for a certain
I thee favour thus shalt herewith capitulate.

Therefore I bid thee make haste.

 

  • Author: Fay Slimm. (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 5th, 2020 05:20
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • dusk arising

    Blimey.... to think how language matured over the years... in the parlance of the sixties this would have become "Come and get me big boy".
    But am i in a quandary over which is the most romantic? Nay, forsooth, thou hast cast a spell upon which to tarry whilst the very warmth therein pervades my breast.

    • Fay Slimm.

      Ha ha --- well I'm sure the lady in question would have used that phrase if she'd have known it D.A. - yea forsooth I thank thee a load for thy stopping by on my page and thine input to Lovescape.

    • orchidee

      A fine write Fay.

      • Fay Slimm.

        Many thanks Orchi.

      • Alan .S. Jeeves

        So very nice, again, Fay. A most enjoyable read and the language is wonderful.

        Ex animo, Alan

        • Fay Slimm.

          Glad you like the archaic Alan - I favour the delicate usage of olde English at times with a subject like Lovescape. Thank you muchly for your kind comment.

        • Goldfinch60

          Beautiful write Queen Fay.

          Andy

          • Fay Slimm.

            Ha ha - - Queen of fancy's imagination that's me dear friend. Bless you dear Andy for this smile of a comment.

          • Andrew Charles Forrest

            A moth to a flame Fay wonderful piece Bravo!

            • Fay Slimm.

              Yes a moth to a flame that dear lady must be but pity her future with such gallants as those knights in armour eh ? - - Glad you liked the read of Lovescape dear Andrew.

            • Neville

              I would be with thee now my Lady if not for these angry storms here now, this knight abhors and true...…

              verily well writ and tempting to venture out write now By Saint John..

              N

              • Fay Slimm.

                Ha ha - I know surely thou art a sturdy Gallant who braves storms and wind for thy Lady so I say again mine leige "" I bid thee make haste." afore the burden of waiting give way.... - howszat then !

                • Neville

                  I have just come over all unnecessary......



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