Curves Divine: A Symphony of Pleasure and Passion
Your curves, they call to me with all their allure,
An invitation that I cannot refuse,
To trace each bend and crevice, so demure,
And taste the sweetness that my heart pursues.
I take a breath and slowly start to trace,
The contours of your body with my lips,
Feeling every inch of your sensual grace,
A symphony of pleasure that never dips.
From your neck down to your hips and every curve,
I worship every inch, no inch I leave behind,
The scent of your skin, a fragrance to preserve,
A moment, a memory that I forever bind.
Your form, so perfect, inspires my art,
A canvas for my touch, a masterpiece,
I could spend eternity exploring every part,
My passion burning bright, never to decrease.
Your curves, they lead me down a path unknown,
A journey of desire that I embrace,
With every kiss, I feel your love intone,
A melody that puts my soul in place.
As I trace your curves, I cannot help but see,
A universe of beauty, an endless sea,
Of possibilities that only love can bring,
An exploration that makes my spirit sing.
So let us revel in this sweet embrace,
And let my lips explore your curves divine,
For in this moment, nothing else has a place,
Our passion and desire, forever intertwined.
The morning light brings with it a new day,
But memories of our embrace still linger,
The taste of you still lingers on my lips, I say,
A feeling that sets my heart and soul to figure.
For in your curves, I found a new meaning,
A revelation that I never thought to seek,
A treasure trove of sensations, so leaning,
Towards ecstasy, a euphoria so sleek.
And in your curves, I see the beauty of life,
The essence of creation, so pure and divine,
A celebration of our human desires so rife,
A reflection of the universe's design.
For curves are not just physical contours,
But a metaphor for the twists and turns of fate,
A journey that one must take and explore,
A discovery that can make us truly great.
So let us cherish the curves that we possess,
And explore them with a passion so sincere,
For in them lies a power that can address,
The deepest desires, our souls ever revere.
And let us embrace our bodies with love,
And appreciate the beauty in every part,
For in doing so, we rise high above,
And unleash the power of the human heart.
For love is not just a feeling, but a force,
A power that can move mountains, change lives,
And in exploring our curves with passion, of course,
We unleash that force, and the universe thrives.
The poem is part of a full version found in the book "Homo Sapiens" Part XVII, written by Mawphniang Napoleon. This book is part of the popular "Homo Sapiens" book series, which can be purchased online at various online bookstores, such as Amazon. The book is available for purchase for those who are interested in reading the complete version of the poem. Remember to get all the books from the "Homo Sapiens" series, as well as other books by the same author.
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Khublei Shihajar Nguh,
Dhanewad
Thank you
About this poem
This poem celebrates the beauty and allure of curves, both physical and metaphorical. The speaker traces the curves of their lover's body with their lips and praises the beauty of each contour. They see curves as a metaphor for the twists and turns of fate and a journey to be explored. The poem also emphasizes the power of love to unleash the force of the human heart and change lives.
Written on February 18, 2019
Submitted by Mawphniang.Napoleon on April 17, 2023
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Quick analysis:
Scheme | ABAB CDCD EFEF GHGH ICIC JJKK CLCF MNMN KOKO PLPL XQXQ RSRS TGTG UXUX N X KFX |
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Closest metre | Iambic hexameter |
Characters | 3,064 |
Words | 654 |
Stanzas | 17 |
Stanza Lengths | 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 1, 1, 3 |
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