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March 27, 2017 / edwardonbebop

Monday

Words are flying touching
My mind soothing my soul.

I can feel the invasion
A sensation warm and strong.

I stretch and stroke my body
Some parts of me badly calling

For attention.

I hadn’t seen you there as quiet
as the desire that slowly grows.

I don’t hide nor do you fly
A message from eyes to eyes,

A moan, plea for mercy…
Here you are. Will you, please,

Release me ?

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  1. leeniedevinity / Mar 30 2017 7:02 pm

    I urge you to drop the modesty. You have the makings of a wonderful poet, Adrien. 🙂

    • edwardonbebop / Mar 30 2017 8:15 pm

      *blushing*
      I wasn’t sure I would publish this one (because it is maybe a little “risqué”) but I didn’t want to keep it for myself (just like I didn’t want to keep for myself the text I wrote today).
      It is part of me, I am quite happy with the result even though I don’t think I created anything special.
      I miss some things like vocabulary, construct.
      I am getting use to the rhythm/syllable count thing.
      I want to believe that I can be good at this but I still have plenty to learn (which is a great thing to be honest).

      Anyway, thank you again for your comment and you encouragements.

  2. leeniedevinity / Mar 30 2017 9:21 pm

    There is always something to learn. It’s a life-long process. But what gets created along the way can be truly glorious.

    • edwardonbebop / Mar 31 2017 6:57 am

      I enjoy the journey anyway, so that’s already good !
      🙂

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