Maria Barbara Korynt


A Passion


She is falling softly on the floor with thin muslin
Taken down nervously from shoulders.
As will o' the wisps on swamps
Hands turning white with glow of the moon
Hastily to wilderness bodies are wandering
In order to get lost in delight.

She is tilting the head with gilding of the weight
Of soft waving hair with storm-tossed sea.
She is searching for the stronger backrest, stopping
The pressure of the hurricane of desire what kind of Thrusting
the ship onto an iceberg, wants with frenzy
To heat it up and to melt.

She is finding the road for oneself only known
At the longed-for target.
He, patient in his rush knows
That altogether climbed peaks they will record the image
Of unrivalled champion
Of elaborate caresses and delights of imagination

In her eyes.

Submitted: Saturday, February 14, 2009
Edited: Sunday, August 30, 2009

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  • Dr.subhendu Kar (5/18/2009 1:36:00 AM)

    really most passionate, eloquent flow of emotion across wonderful imagery interlinking, wrought ingenious across lucidity, heart gets enlightened by glow as luscious, lovely one,10+++, thanks for sharing (Report) Reply

  • Dr.subhendu Kar (2/19/2009 6:16:00 AM)

    That altogether climbed peaks they will record the image
    Of unrivalled champion
    Of elaborate caresses and delights of imagination...................

    oh what a kind of imagery! ! !
    love when mills through by desire
    rose seems to behold grace of beauty
    passion yet rushes on to hill top by mystery..................elegance love marches over the conquered, superbly narrated by metaphors unequalled, mystery seems to befuddled by wishes when blazes the glory, as a luscious matrix always flows across the heart, wonderful write that deserves more beyond limitation,10+++++, thanks for sharing (Report) Reply

  • Dagmara Anna (2/18/2009 5:29:00 PM)

    Excelent, wonderful EROTIC. I know it in Polish. It are reading very well.
    He is giving all shades back to passion :) Mastery. It is worthwhile reading. (Report) Reply

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