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Tuesday, September 13

Gotten


Why- you

Drying my last tear with your lips

You, caressing me

So gently

Staring till the limits of my body.

That expression in your face

Which I can’t describe

It’s not a smile

but it so appealing shines.

You, touching my whole dream

And I

Wishing I could your thoughts read

Observing you

 Knowing exactly where the next move goes

In sweet tune I move

My hips all tensions let go

And my chest is anew

After I breathe out

Completely.

You, master, once more

got me.

 

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21 comments:

Pat Hatt said...

Very sensual indeed, wrapped right up in each other and gotten everything, very nice.

hedgewitch said...

A sort of off-beat beat here, Dulce, that kind of hits that nuance of unbalance/merger in your chosen pic.It would be a simple love song without that, but the last lines especially make it more.

Scarlet said...

What a coincidence.. I was looking at a similar picture last night... love this picture. His arms around her.. yes, he got her alright. I like that both are attuned to their needs ~

Laura said...

beautifully sensual dulce....you take us right into the moment!

Unknown said...

beautiful poem... intense sensual imagery, with a bit of mystery. great work

Brian Miller said...

deliciously sensual...when you know each other well enough to choreograph the next move and meet it with ardor...yes a special place...smiles.

Anonymous said...

I'm reading the other comments and I see "sensual sensual sensual." And sensual is a good word and your poem certainly is that. But I'm maybe different, I don't know. As a guy, your last three lines struck me, my inner self, my sexual self.... To me there is a moment in every dance, every play for love, when that conquest is absolutely certain, when her total submission is evident, when her eyes peer into mine and I just know, without any doubt, that she is giving herself to me totally and completely. That moment, really it's just a split second, sends me absolutely into heaven. It has never once happened in my life that I did not fall in love. So yes, sensual is a good word and definitely worthy to be applied to your poem. But I would much rather say that this poem captures the catalyst of my heart. Something I've seen rarely in print. And certainly can't write about it myself, love poetry evades me like the plague. Thanks for a very nice read........

Charles Elliott/Beautyseer said...

Sensual to the end, where the word "master" seemed either incredibly old-fashioned and politically incorrect or even reminescent of slavery -- which I understand some politicians are eager to restore as soon as possible.

In short, you have chosen a highly-laden word to express closeness. Of course, "master" might also imply an S&M bondage scene, popular on the coasts. But poetry always IS ambiguous, isn't it?!? LOL

ayala said...

sensual and beautiful. Love the picture.

Zuzana said...

Beautifully sensual and so recognizable.;) Absolutely made my morning.;)
Thank you so much for your lovely recent comment, glad I could bring back some sweet sentimental memories for you.;))
xoxo

Shadow said...

engaging! the images as hypnotic as the emotions...

Dulçe ♥ said...

Pat
Gotten perfectly indeed!
Thanks for your comment, you Mr Wordsmith of rhyme...

Joy
Yes, it so happens when to get fused so well they almost get confused. :-)

Heaven
Thank you dear, I appreciate you understand
this link betwwen lovers.

LauraX
So glad you liked it aand found it sensual- well, yes, I guess it is.

Anthony
Thank you. I do not see any mystery at all, except for the image, the poem is clearly one about Real Love

Brian
You are right! You always are! Smiles back.

John Allen
Great comment you've written, man. So lucky you are to have been able to experience that instant of love and eventually fall in love. Yes that intimacy, that surrender, that peering is what makes real love BE. How good two can become one in such moments- sensual? no-I'd say intimate, loving, tender, sublime.

Charles
But of course, being a slave to true LOVE is but the sweetest surrender lovers can have. And it so happens to me- as far as he keeps loving me tender! A master is an expert in love matters... :-)

Ayala
Thanks dear. I love so much the pic too.

Zuzana
Thanks for your visit. It is a pleasure to me to g o to your beutiful blog and read so nice stuff :-)

Shadow
My dear shadow- how glad to see you again in blogland. Engaging- another great adjective to describe the feeling and emotion I tried to convey.
:-)

Unknown said...

beautiful sensual, sexual yet sweet almost masterful ..thank you x

Tashtoo said...

Sensuality through domination? Master? Threw me for a loop, it did...which is not a bad thing! Takes the poem from being predictable to a worthy little trip to the brain. Well done!

Sheila said...

wicked photo and an intense write to match.

steveroni said...

Dulce, I must agree with comment by Brain (above). Not to steal from him, but it is what I 'hear' in this poem.

Two persons, so close in knowledge of each other that they become as one. One loves that 'other part' of oneself (which is really the other).

Exquisite! That photo, (whew!) melding, melting!

Dulce, YOU are the Master...of words.
Love and PEACE. Joy always!

Jannie Funster said...

Ahhh, master. Nice touch there at the end of an exceedingly wonderful poem.

Well, my 2 cents on reading the person's thoughts in this, your lover is thinking themselves so so so lucky to be with you, as they should, Sweet Dulce! No doubt they are walking on air with gratitude to be with you. And if they are not, they should be!!

xo

GYPSYWOMAN said...

now, you KNOW this gypsy LOVES this one, lady!!! beautifully beautifully describing what far too many experience - love it!!!

A.S. said...

Dulce...

Teu poema desperta deliciosas sensações...


Beijos!
AL

Dulçe ♥ said...

KEz,
That is really nice. Sexual -of course and sweet- i.e sweetly sexual...or sexually sweet ;-)

NAtasha
There is not such domination when something of the sort is allowed,desired and eventually enjoyed.thanks for you comment!

Sheila
How sweet of you to say such words. I agree completely. :-)

Steve,
Me a master of words?! Oh c'mon!
You agree with Brian? and what did he say? let me see...
Ah yes- of course...-grin. YOU SAY "One loves that 'other part' of oneself (which is really the other." How true that is,and complicated; they mix as if one, like in the photo... Really cute observations 'ma peep.'

Jannie
You sweet. How do you know all that about me and my lover?:-) Thanks my dear.

Gypsy
OF COURSE I knew you would like this one. I should have dedicated it to you and to the passion you convey in each single one of your amazing poems. Thanks, my lady.

A.S
Gracias, que bueno saber que meu poema desperta deliciosas sensações. Ese es meu objetivo.
:-)

Henry Clemmons said...

We all need gotten sometimes. In fact ...
Anyway, great write again. Like the sensuous undertone, but really having something to about vulnerability and life and love and needs. Excellent job. True art.