Poem -

Beautiful Bruises

Beautiful Bruises

Beautiful Bruises

I cannot keep this
To myself
He said
Then kissed her
Shoulder naked
Although
Indeed twas oh’
So very
Lightly executed     
Then resting pon
His elbows down
He went oh’ so
Very low and slow
Yet far enough
And fair enough
For his chest hair
To brush again the
Small of her back
Precisely where
She liked it
 
Oh’ lord she cried
I’m overcome
Together then
They smiled
As one
Each knowing  
They had both
Done wrong
Not caring tho
Not even in the
Slightest   
How tho shall we
Each explain
To those who ask
About these
Most beautiful
Of bruises  
No need her lover
Sighed
Let’s keep them
Sacred to ourselves
And so they did eternal

 

 

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Tony Taylor

Wow!!....Sensual as hell NEVILLE!!......you have a gift for the prose in the poetic.......and your descriptive nature is serving you well dear poet brother!!.....LOVE & ROCKETS!!.......T xo  :  )

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Neville

Thanking you kindly is swiftly becoming something of a reflex my friend.. You really are most kind and always appreciated .. 

All good Things,

Neville :)

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Marion

Excellent write...it actually says very little leaving everything to the readers imagination...clever..a great read x

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Neville

How bloomin brill is that eh' .. thank you so very bloomin muchly Marion :) 
🌻 x

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