So, I was sent a challenge by a fellow poet and tweeter. The aim of this challenge was to be less erotic, less sexual. I had to write a poem about the loss of innocence. I have to confess this was tough and not sure what that says about me :-$ Normally I can knock up a draft, if not full poem in a day or two. This challenge took a week!! I thank the beautiful woman that challenged me 😉
Anyway … Here it is.
The words were:
Purple, roof, divine, loss & expectations. Topic: The corruption innocence.
His expectations were as infinite as cloudless midnight sky
Her intentions were as pure as muddy water. She used her chest to play mental chess
Moved pawns of short skirts, her bishop of second skin fitting attire, her queen of sexual suggestions covered in chiffon thin subtly.
She wanted a mate
So her move won her check-mate
Sitting on the roof of forever it
gave him Panoramic views of possibilities.
The horizon was hope open and wide. He looked forward and it spanned out before him. She saw hopes of resurrecting apple of eden temptations. Asked him to take a bite of her apple bottom. Whispered summer breeze promises of purple haze intoxicating pleasures. He prayed to his divine father, she prayed on his divine focus. She wanted to moan the Lord’s name. To welcome him into her promised land.
She wrapped legs of seduction around him. Pressed up on him with hard nipples of allure. Licked on the neck of his faith with swoops of wet delights. He was man. Human. She was not of the world. Terrestrial vixen. A wanderer of the galaxy of integrity looking to invade it. Clam it as her own. Her long lost home of virtuous ways, left long ago, destroyed by lust she looked to do the same and now her loss will be his …
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