spit, mixed with dirt – muddy words flow
As his lips devoured her silky skin
All he could taste was
Lavender and frankincense
As his hands gripped her soft flesh
All he could touch was
Damp earth and cloudy skies
As his knees spread her thighs wide
All he could see was
Glistening petals of honey divine
As his voice guided her willing body
All he could hear was
Rolling thunder and howling winds
As his body claimed her entire being
All he could imagine was
Crashing waves and molten volcanoes
As his arms protected her sleeping form
All he could sense was
Warm sunshine on falling snow
tara caribou | ©2018-2021
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... from a silent space
Such beautiful, loving imagery.
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Thank you so much.
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This is really great! Love this a lot
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I’m so glad. Thanks Braeden.
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Man that’s some erotic imagery.
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Thank you, I’m glad you enjoyed it.
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I really did enjoy it.
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Beautiful ❤️
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Oh, thank you!
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I mean, I don’t want to follow suit with everyone else, lol… That was beautiful!
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LOL thank you, T! 😊
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How stunning is this!
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Oh! Thank you!! You’re so nice 😊
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I would do terrible things to write like this. 😍
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Haha! Thank you! 💕
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Wonderful piece, Tara.
Lucky guy.
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Lucky girl too.
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Quite possibly…
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Theoretically.
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Assuming the stars are in alignment.
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When the moon is in the Seventh House and Jupiter aligns with Mars
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I’ll keep watching the heavens, then.
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Impressive prose, Tara.
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Thanks, Guy… I’m glad you liked it.
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Superbly evoked poetry ❤🌹
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Thanks! I’m happy this one reached you.
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It’s a pleasure always
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The touch of nature… divine.
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Just a touch 💕
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Omg this is so divine beautiful!!!
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Awww thank you! I’m happy this touched you.
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Wonderful mix of passion and tenderness! Another beautiful piece ❤
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Tom, I sure appreciate that.
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This made me shudder, Tara, in both its beauty and eroticism – not to mention the feeling of getting in touch with what truly matters and connecting with Nature.
Lovely.
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I’ll take that shudder as a great thing! ☺️ I admire how you always get down to the heart of the matter.
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Good to know that I read you as you intended.
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet and commented:
MATURE MATERIAL
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Wonderful!
I have to say that the title really drew me in. Quite distinct and enticing scents.
Beautifully crafted piece. I liked the involvement of different senses and the natural imagery.
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Thanks Goldie. I’m a fan of the senses and natural things as well 😊
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Well you just knew I’d love this one I believe
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(PS… this IS how I smell because I use the essential oils every day on my skin😉)
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Me too when I can remember 😉 I am a sandpaper leopard presently
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hahaha – awww 🥰
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THIS could be why you have such great skin!
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This was breathtaking!
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