There are fewer things in this world that can properly be
understood,
fewer still, that manage to leave their mark upon–
that being said; let me begin
by stating that I am but a mere woman besotted,
a rosebud, delicate and dark that blossoms
despite the storms raging,
what can I say, I am giving you a glimpse of what
it’s like inside my mind.
The art of seduction belongs to cosmos, is something
that can only be borrowed,
it’s an assortment of whispered words
and violet fervor strain
that drives one to truly capture what he has set out to,
it’s difficult to elucidate
the somewhat obscure intentions otherwise,
after all, the aim here is to be irreplaceable.
I care a lot more than circumstances allow me to,
sifting through prussian blue
manliness and charm
while the poet in me saunters,
it’s one thing to dupe and another to make
sincerity known in the process,
I’d rather he become lost inside bowl of lips
than despise me
for stripping him of feeling,
there isn’t a high quite like being understood.
At this point, to back away would be as
decaying of sonnets,
let me finish by adding that it’s incumbent
to steal breath away
so that the other softens with rain,
the art of seduction is hardly possible without
serenading the intellect
and lending thoughts a hue to melt into,
for now, I shall take my leave, and
you, dear reader, are free to form your opinion.
He’s one of my favorites.
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26 Responses
This so much more than a woman besotted… especially
“the art of seduction is hardly possible without
serenading the intellect
and lending thoughts a hue to melt into”
Both heart and brain need to be involved
Absolutely! Thank you so much, Bjorn 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄💙
I adore this piece – the very first couple lines pulled me right into its brilliance…
Much love,
David
Awww gosh! Thank you so much, David 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄💙
Much love back 🥂
Always such a treat dear Sanaa. just love the direct conversational tone of this, which makes it all the more alluring.
My most favourite line of all – no contest! It is this:
“there isn’t a high quite like being understood.”
Bang on!
A beautiful tender, yet sharp piece to read – as ver from your acutely felt soul…
Thank you so much, Scott 😀 so glad the poem and its imagery appealed to you 💄💙
the art of seduction is hardly possible without
serenading the intellect
and lending thoughts a hue to melt into
The mind can take us there every time…. and lose us in the fog of love!
Love your poem, Sanaa. Great to hear you read today on the live meeting.
Thank you so much, Dwight 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄💙
Enjoyed hearing you read today Sanaa
Much🖤love
Thank you so much, Gillena 😀 so good to see you 💄💙
Much love back to you
And in this reader’s opinion your description, or prescription, is lovely.
Thank you so much, Anders 🙂 so glad you liked it 💄💙
In love with life. Just wonderful.
💙💙💙
I so enjoyed your reading of The Art of Seduction, Sanaa, and now I’m reading it for myself, I’ve noticed so much more to comment on. I love the direct address and chatty style, especially ‘what can I say, I am giving you a glimpse of what it’s like inside my mind’ and ‘you, dear reader, are free to form your opinion’. That in itself is seductive! I also love the way the speaker describes herself as ‘a mere woman besotted, a rosebud, delicate and dark’, and ‘the art of seduction belongs to cosmos…it’s an assortment of whispered words and violet fervor strain’.
My favourite lines:
‘sifting through prussian blue
manliness and charm
while the poet in me saunters’.
Stunning!
Awww gosh! Thank you so much, my dearest Kim 😍 so glad you enjoyed it 💄💙
I like the line, “The art of seduction is hardly possible….” And, yes, truly hard to understand.
Thank you so much, Yvonne 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄💙
So many favourite lines that stood out in your spirited reading and which I can now pick out of the text –
“a mere woman besotted” – (Sanaa – I hardly think this is true of the narrator…)
“The art of seduction belongs to cosmos, is something
that can only be borrowed”
“the aim here is to be irreplaceable”
“the art of seduction is hardly possible without
serenading the intellect”
Thank you so much, Andrew 🙂 so glad the poem and its imagery appealed to you 💄💙
It was wonderful to hear you read this yesterday, Sanaa!
So many great lines, but my favorite is:
“the art of seduction is hardly possible without
serenading the intellect ” ❤️❤️
Thank you so much, Merril 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄💙
Beautiful, beautiful work Sanaa I loved it. I am wholly seduced by it well done.
Thank you so much, Rob 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄💙
“I am but a mere woman besotted,
a rosebud, delicate and dark that blossoms
despite the storms raging,”
“violet fervor strain”
“the art of seduction is hardly possible without
serenading the intellect
and lending thoughts a hue to melt into,”
Wonderful. This isn’t the one you read this morning, correct? I looked for certain words because it was difficult for me to focus with the kids.😅
I read this one on Thursday actually 😀
Thank you so much, Melissa 🥰 so glad the poem and its imagery appealed to you 💄💙