Missing

Fay Slimm.

 

 

 

Missing.

 

Come sail out to desire's pinnacle.

Dive with me to encounter intent.

Split the stylus of linked suspicion.

Drown past neglect in carnal again.

 

Missing are kisses doused in passion.

Dreaming is out, - time's ripe to act.

  • Author: Fay Slimm. (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 23rd, 2021 05:29
  • Comment from author about the poem: Cannot imagine why I thought of these sensuous words after viewing the image above - - ha - - hope you enjoy the result.
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 51
  • User favorite of this poem: Accidental Poet.
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Comments7

  • dusk arising

    Oh yes and yes again.... when the telly is more important than her whatevers...... hit the sack together and make hay..... the sun will shine and it will be a good fun day.

    Two conditions must be observed.... he must remove his socks and she her marigold gloves.

  • L. B. Mek

    funny, how we miss-out
    on that eye-to-eye connection
    to all things - monumental
    within each passing second,
    while busily immersed
    in that eye-to-screen union
    of our pixelated: escapes...
    wonderfully creative dear Fay, such a fun read

  • Neville



    ............. bang on I say ... N

  • Accidental Poet

    What's missing is the fire that once raged in hearts of young. Maybe a reminder of the early days and how the mutual attractions began will reignite that fire. Wonderful write Fay.

  • Dove

    Kisses doused in passion, sounds great! The picture is quite funny

  • Gino

    This is a very nice poem Fay! Great job!

  • Goldfinch60

    That desires pinnacle has been taken from me but will return when we are together once more.

    Andy



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