Saturday, July 29
A Masseuse in Love“Neither a Masseuse nor a Courtisan can fall for love”
She pondered
1-
Jasmine pearls floating around him
Flattering the wine muscles in a water tub
A circle of fluttering tea candles
Atop the tub’s rim
Closed by the lust of her thighs
Under the weight of his back arms
His black tresses covering the velvety flesh
Like a fig leaf through which a diamond
Centering the softness of her belly
Occasionally winked
To witness his surrender to her touch
As he rendered her knees open
All the way to her heart
2-
He eased
Sipping champagne on her settee
Drunken with liquor and love
Her hands against his foot molesting
His toe parted her generous lips
Exorbitant with the tease
She took it in
To preach the invader
With teeth and tongue
The holiness of lust
When touch gives in to wetness
When body gives in to music
A dancing serpent at God’s feet
3-
Face buried in the pillows, he’s unabashed
Of the blatant candle lights on his nudity
Caressing the whiteness of a towel
Complimenting the darkness of his thighs
Against the maroon muslin of her bed
Could be mistaken for Monet’s painting
Or some statue of roman Gods
Who on earth could resist!
Sight, smell and touch
A feast to lover’s heart
Reaching a hand he felt her lions
As the backrub genteelly eased
To the nerves that was teased
Her busy mind questioned as she placed
“The Book of Courtisan” on the shelf
While preparing for her next appointment
There was no time for love
Name::AyyA
From::Kuwait
I AM WHO I AM AS I ARRIVE AT YOUR DOOR WHETHER I COME OR I GO IS NOT UP TO ME FOR I HAVE LOST SIGHT OF ALL DESIRE "Walled Garden of Truth",Hakim Sanai
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21 Comments:
Roseate
I see that you have a passion for poetry. A word in ear; always pay attention to the ending, it says a lot, thank you dear.
lusty, sensuous, and so brilliantly real in its insistence to celebrat lust away from love.
Amazingly done, my idol :*
loved your poem
sh-salfatkum intay ew juwaira;-)
Hanoona
So did I make up for the last time? :p
Thanks sweetie
A3sab
I think it’s something in the air ;)
wow
i second jandeef
no need to say more
ayya
Every line I read I say to myself this is the best line .. until I read the next
The only word I can use is .. Magical
Jandeef
You said it all buddy, thanks
Illah Nabeethi; my fav. poet
These words coming from you?
WOW, you made my day
Baldisar
Always a pleasure to see your comment, thanks
You sure did Ayya.
Something's wrong with your template though, the sidebar is covering part of the comments.
Hmmmm nothing shows from this end, but I have been facing some problems with blogger on others’ all day. And the network has been very slow.
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WoooooooooooooooooW
amazing :)
you made it easy
to:
watch
explore
endure
every
tangible feeling
she experienced
interesting imagination
beautifully written
Beautiful, need I say more??
Newme
It’s a poetic largess to my inspirers; you. You give life to my words, you move me and keep me going on, thank you :*
Alia
No, no more
Love you girl, you’re so sweet
Her busy mind questioned as she placed
“The Book of Cortisones” on the shelf
While preparing for her next appointment
There was no time for love
نهاية رائعة..أتمنى أن أكون فهمت ما تقصدين..والمعنى دائما ببطن الشاعر
gathering at the Lebanese Embassy "Lebanon Hall" on Friday the 4th of August, 2006 at 5:00 pm to gather funds and supplies and show your solidarity with Lebanon
Luloo
It doesn’t matter sweetie what was meant by the poem, the important thing is what you understood and I’m glad you enjoyed it :*
Arfana
Thank for the reminder
i am honored and flattered by your sweet comment...
many thanks
:)
NewMe
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I love it AyyA!
And I love you Lady J :)
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