pristine muscles shake to gratify majestic passions
powerful strands of raw blossoms
nibbled at the edges of loosely tied ribbons
inside of which flutter bare silkiness
entreating you to confront its heartless longing
chiffon and torn silk rub against cherubim thighs
I started writing this, just pulling random stuff out of my head, and didn’t realize how “interesting” it was until I stopped to think of the next line should be. Give me your opinions, and if I should finish this thing [please].
Well, it’s the beginning of another poem. Sorry if that wasn’t clear when I wrote it. My style changes from time to time, the way it’s written in the style phase I’m in at the moment.
Thanks. I will continue on it tomorrow now that my mind has leapt out of the state it was in when I left off. I’d appreciate more thoughts on it though. A girl’s gotta have motivation, doesn’t she?
Finish it! There have been many times that I’ve started writing poems but never finished, and there are few things that I regret more than not finishing them.
And don’t listen to SPOOFE…that was just horrible.
Thanks guys. Eventually I’ll get back to that poem when I can get in the right frame of mind. Right now I’ve got too much school/vball stuff in my head to do that.