Waves of Elation

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On the soft gentle breeze of the night
Sweet erotic dreams sail into my soul
They always come when I'm alone
and surround me like a lover

They bring with them,
A deep passionate desires,
Of those I know quite well,
They overrun my mind, but I can't resist,
As they begin to cast their spell.

They slowly begin take over my soul,
My hands stray, touching, caressing,
My soft and wanton flesh
A fiery blaze begins to burn inside me

Fantasies escape, filling my mind,
With needs that are very strong,
And as my fingers caress my soul,
For that sweet release I long for.

These flames, These deep emotions,
I can no longer think, I just feel
As the music toys,
Within my mind,
But sounding so real to me.

One final movement
My back arches as
Waves of elation makes me weak
My body shudders
I moan into the night breeze
As a lonely tear runs down my cheek

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cookiejarcookiejarabout 19 years ago
Beautiful...

Do I even need to tell you that? :)

AnonymousAnonymousabout 19 years ago
Getting Better

You definitely are improving but a couple of suggestions.

1 Go through the poem and try and eliminate as many superfluous words as possible.

2. Sometimes punctuation can also produce dramatic effect with a moments silence.

example :

Slow, taking my soul.

Hands stray,touch,caress,

soft and wanton flesh.

Burning.

The meaning is still there but with less distractions.For example you don't neede to say "my soft and wanton" because wanton always implies female

AnonymousAnonymousabout 19 years ago
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A nice read.. I have noticed an improvement in your style .. good work

du lac~

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