A PICKLED METAPHOR

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JOURNAL # 41

mesmerizingly sensuous
milking the moment in love
palms pressed to pinkened
alabaster
feeding the greed with the desire
in yourself
that you meticulously procured
purposefully courting
you traipsed
a masculine ballet in
breath stealing slow motion
my honeyed dancing bear
of a man
all shuttered intent
so achingly leashed
maverick to my maven
maestro to my body's thrumming
quartet
match to my kindling
ah but best of all
finest answer to my most fervent
prayer
without fuss or argument
you came
beseeching angel that you are
with love's purity steaming out
of your pores
you swooped in unexpectedly
and took me
just like I longed for you to do so
and now
I'm forever yours
to shock, rock and take care of
smiling as you did just that
I knew you'd adore such 'A Pickled Metaphor'
thankful flesh pressed to thankful flesh
you breathe my name
taking on pure ownership as you go
alas I have you
ah my Melissa...............
(April 9, 2013 1048am_

Author's Notes/Comments: 

For he who knows his own name in my heart best..........

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