Monologue-5 Poem by Seema Aarella

Monologue-5

Rating: 2.6


On that creative night
I had burst into a plethora
Of such fine expressions
That could put a doting poet's
Erotic prosody to shame.

Trembling to your touch,
In your hands I had become
A novice's innovative poetry
Slithering in lyric and tune,
When u kissed my cheek, my neck...

Friday, October 30, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: poem
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Indira Babbellapati 30 October 2009

these monologues are high on feminine sensibility...

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