Sunday, August 7, 2011

Sunday Scribblings - Pleasure




With eyes closed tight there was clarity in sound
Metered breaths; focus abound
A gentle touch to inflame the skin
A whispered word; no shame within
For pleasure was as pleasure is
A gift for all—to receive and give.

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Posted by Serena Shay at 1:16 PM
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7 comments:

  1. Old EggAugust 7, 2011 at 6:18 PM

    Subtly beautiful words to describe the pleasure of giving and receiving.

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  2. author.nara.maloneAugust 7, 2011 at 6:37 PM

    So true. Reading your poetry is pure pleasure. :)

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  3. Savanna KougarAugust 7, 2011 at 8:01 PM

    I completely agree with oldegg and Nara... evocative and pure pleasure.

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  4. The PoetAugust 7, 2011 at 10:01 PM

    Hello. I'm visiting from Sunday Scribblings.
    Yes indeed...to give & receive pleasure is a wonderful thing. ;-)

    Nicely penned!

    I'm here:
    Loving You Into Eternity

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  5. BreeAugust 7, 2011 at 10:58 PM

    Wow! Very beautiful.

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  6. Jae RoseAugust 8, 2011 at 6:16 AM

    pleasure is what it is - what a wonderful poem..so often guilty (unnecessarily) precedes the word..Jae

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  7. Serena ShayAugust 8, 2011 at 1:44 PM

    Thanks everyone! It was a wonderful prompt this week. ;)

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