FOR YOUR SUBTLE BEWITCHMENT*

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JOURNAL #36

par chance

and if I did haveth

a sprig of warmth to share

or a new color upon a

yet discovered bloom to bestow

then I too t'would think of THE

in myriad shades of my

so expected grin

and betwixt a hint of honey suckle

to sashay its sweetest scented way

and stir thine nostalgic nasal core

with but the bewitching scents

of sweet subtle womanly intent

mine as were

to torture thy

like in

floral beds of yore

in so much uniquely stated

passion

that THE most often associates

oh so sensuously

with this prolific poetic she

giving right of way to

sweetly bussed lavender lips

of the softest ilk

so lush and laving

amid the milky warm satin

of languishing lily white

supple skin

yours

in heated reverence

for the tireless tasting......................

(Nov. 16, 2009 1017am)










Author's Notes/Comments: 

a laughable attempt at responding to a Shakespearian sonnet that was sent to me. This was written obviously for the man who has captured my enchantment and made it his own.

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