Panegyric – Lips so soft and smooth

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And then he sought to part those lips, away from the rest,
I felt something tighten, something loosen, inside my chest—
barcodes in shape of breath on my wrists, as symbol sweet,
urging me journey through darkness of his pupils, his heat,
is it just me, or is there something about him that excites?
How glorious it is to let go of inhibitions, to jump off heights.
So soft, so smooth, so sensual the words that follow,
lifting me as the wind does to leaf, to wings of a swallow,
murmuring against my skin, lips are caramel, barbed wire;
fanning this poet’s decadent desire,
as attachment gives us rosier than rosy vision, this is a sign,
similar to when the clouds fade, when the planets align,
his lips I shall paint with lilac hues, with poetry deep—
while the world’s drowned in slumber, in barrel, in heap.

Crystallizing in memory, his canvass, his touch, wanting skin,
they say it’s a sin when you feel too much, too intensely within—
he fills me, bidding lethargy leave and escape into the void,
tell me, what song will the blood sing with feelings employed?
And when lips kiss the end of fresh cigarette, lighting the sky,
I utter a low and ceaseless sigh,
silence, this silence rings louder waiting to be broken,
I wonder as to what I can possibly offer in exchange as token;
lips are sugar, lips are cayenne pepper, in the middle of night—
and then the stars arrived as though to offer second light,
the pillow on the bed, the hidden notes, the perfume, state
gold-browns, crisp autumn season will eventually dominate—
so subtle, so seductive, so suave his charm beguiles;
I know not whether to shy away or smile.

Lips are wishes, lips are storm, pressed against my forehead,
outside the berries have turned plump and red—
let our bodies be entangled, souls interlocked, let me taste;
can’t bear for another moment to go to waste,
on smooth skin of inner thigh come write adoration wild;
while poems in praise of your being are stoutly complied—
how freeing it is to occupy a space in corner of male’s mind,
I am forever in search of ways that Lord almighty has designed,
lips are artistry, urging me be muse, be one and only;
I was once lost, believing myself to be lonely,
beckon quietly, as the wind does; the scarlet of his cheeks
begs write a love letter to melt into, through days and weeks—
his eyes gorgeous utter a mouthful too hard to digest;
and then he sought to part those lips, away from the rest.

 

 

 

 

Photo credits: “Taking notes at vintage writing cabinet,” by Furkan fdemir

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Comments

  1. Bjorn Rudberg says:

    I love the way you describe the adoration… such romance, so close and I hope he is a worthy receiver to give you thousandfolds back.

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Bjorn 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️

  2. Dora says:

    Sanaa,
    What a symphony in praise of this dreamy lover, and this was a brilliant line that stood out for me: “and then the stars arrived as though to offer second light” like a motif repeated in all the imagery that comes before and after. A treat to read.
    pax,
    dora

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Dora 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️

  3. Your lovely poem bespeaks a submission that leaves me a bit uncomfortable! One hopes the object of your affection treats you kindly.

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Beverly 🙂 so good to see you 💄❤️

  4. This is wonderful written, and with fantastic imagery that really helps transport the reader.

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, T.J.S 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️

  5. gillena says:

    “lips are caramel, barbed wire;
    fanning this poet’s decadent desire,
    as attachment gives us rosier than rosy”
    A very clever juxtaposition of images. Nice

    Much💜love

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Gillena 😀 so good to see you 💄❤️

      Much love back ..

  6. Grace says:

    This is beautifully written with all the devotions and lavish attention that one can give to another.
    The sensuality underlies the emotions but there is also the emotional and spiritual connection with the muse and lover.

    1. Sanaa says:

      Awww gosh! Thank you so much, Grace 😀 so glad you liked it! 💄❤️

  7. Enjoyed the reckless abandon to passion in each verse! The rhyming works well and I so enjoyed hearing you read this!

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, my dearest Tricia 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️

  8. Oh my goodness Sanaa, this was so full of adoration for a lover.
    “Tell me, what song will the blood sing with feelings employed?
    And when lips kiss the end of fresh cigarette, lighting the sky,
    I utter a low and ceaseless sigh, “

    Just beautiful ❤️

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Christine 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️

  9. lips are artistry, urging me be muse, be one and only;

    Sanaa, you make sexy sexy. Really. Sexiest poetry (and not just this piece) that I’ve read in a long time.

    <3
    David

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Ben 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️

  10. Is it hot in here?

    Love this: lifting me as the wind does to leaf, to wings of a swallow,

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Alexandra 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️

  11. Ken Gierke says:

    Wonderful! He certainly has proven to be a true muse for you.

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Ken 😀 so good to see you 💄❤️

  12. Very hot, breathy and sweet, whispered salty in my ear. I loved “lips are sugar, lips are cayenne pepper, in the middle of night—” Gorgeous stuff

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Christopher 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️

  13. Sean Mathews says:

    Very steamy – and I am not paying lip service!

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Sean 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️

  14. Punam says:

    Impeccable rhyming and what a fine example of a panegyric verse! Did I mention how swooningly romantic this is! Sanaa, you just raised the bar for love poems a bit too high. Love it!! 💞💞

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Punam 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️

  15. Helen says:

    Sanaa, this is exquisite … ‘lips are wishes, lips are storm’ … I was transfixed by those six words. So true.

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, my dearest Helen 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️

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