The Request (17/30)
The prompt for day 17 over at NaPoWriMo was to write a poem in which you very specifically describe something in terms of at least three of the five senses. This is what I came up with...
she leans in close to ask
me a question; I inhale
the sweetness of her blossom
scented nectar losing the answer
she laughs as I coyly fumble my
words, eye sight tumbling down the
roundness of her heaving cleavage
she reaches over to whisper a
request; sensual vibrations in her
voice initiating a million goosebump
march from earlobe to toes;
next time my boss needs
to inquiry if someone else
would like to make coffee.
© 2014 abruvanamedsly
she leans in close to ask
me a question; I inhale
the sweetness of her blossom
scented nectar losing the answer
she laughs as I coyly fumble my
words, eye sight tumbling down the
roundness of her heaving cleavage
she reaches over to whisper a
request; sensual vibrations in her
voice initiating a million goosebump
march from earlobe to toes;
next time my boss needs
to inquiry if someone else
would like to make coffee.
© 2014 abruvanamedsly
eye sight tumbling down the
ReplyDeleteroundness of her heaving cleavage
she reaches over to whisper a
request; sensual vibrations in her
voice initiating a million goosebump<---- <3