Gone to Earth
Sylvan hands rough and bent
forage and range into the furrows
and creases of my terrain.
Fertile kisses like seeds,
dry land made moist,
watered topsoil seeping growth.
Planted and drilled
I am rooted and set-
awaiting life.
Comments
Hi Sian.
Ooh missus! This is very erotic! the only word I might quarrel with is "sylvan" Just doesn't do it for me - but maybe I have strange tastes!.
Regards,
A.E.
S'lovely
Well done... great read
Gus x
Hello Sian, thank you for the message about not being very prolific of late. Had a tough time for the last two weeks with a little Grandson having important surgery and the day job writing (gratefully) being really busy also. I see you've been busy and I promise to comment soon. In the meantime I've posted my last year's Easter piece concerning our current religion of shopping.
Wow Sian... simply exquisite
Sian, thank you for your comments on chess. however did you know i would comment on this one. It is obvious, a nice erotic piece that had me............sporting wood!
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Jeff Dawson
Mon 20th Apr 2009 22:02
Hiya Sian, subtly erotic and very seductive, well chosen words you had me going here. It might be just me but felt like it needed another line or too to enhance the tension, might be just me getting overheated though! Brilliant! X
ps thanks for your comment on The Lighthouse, Jeff X