Aphrodisiacs' Demise. Poem by Fay Slimm

Aphrodisiacs' Demise.

Rating: 5.0


Roomful of fragrance, smouldering perfume.
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Mixed jasmines, and sandlewood, swooning
On silk pillowed scent erotically changes
Moods of seduction, weeds re-arrange
Your mind, so they say. Sensual pages
Are written on love, but nothing care I
For Aphrodite's success. I will not try.
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My lord fills my bower. Exotic flowering
Of love flows, walling my bed hour by hour
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Using euphoric whisper- words, he chooses
Seduction's move with voluptuous, smooth
Well-oiled rhyme. Romantic music of soul
Unfolds me to his needs. No weeds, but bowls
Of fresher spells excell. I well know love
Such as this tolls doom to narcotic drug.
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COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kris Smith 07 January 2009

I think that poem said everything Fay yo have'nt got a witches cauldron in your front room have you 10++Chris

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Scott Austin 08 January 2009

Oh, so now you are a Greek goddess of sensuality….lol….are you trying to give the reader goose bumps with these seductive words you have penned…well Scott

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Kevin Wells 21 January 2009

You are definitely Cornwalls' answer to a Vindaloo - Very hot and spicy. Broke out into a sweat just reading this! ! !

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Vaibhav Pandey 21 January 2009

I agree with linda m'am, love is the greatest aphrodisiac.... very well written 10

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Lynda Robson 21 January 2009

Wonderful Fay, the greatest aphrodisiac is love itself, full of subtle erotica here, 10 Lynda xx

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wow. made me wanna.. ' clears throat'... moving on. wow

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James Timothy Jarrett 10 January 2009

Sorry Fay, I can't comment on this one. My wife frequents this site too often. (Just joking!) Great, sensous poem that is dripping with erotocism and deep feeling. Wonderful twist at the end.

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Fay Slimm

Fay Slimm

in Cornwall U.K.
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