the heat
in her soul
spills out from her eyes
burns
in over-heated haunches
without taming trembling thighs
the passion
in her heart
is reflected
in her sighs
a blazing hope that dances
as she draws nearer to the prize
her words
are the sword & shield
that slays all cowardice
as she ascends
to the edge of heaven
fearless, without artifice
copyright © 2011 KPMcL
Shades of erotic and heart yearning desires
What a tumultuous finish ,
Great
Emu
I have what she had please!!!!
Another lovely piece of your poetry
Kate, you are spoling us all with your
delightful writing
Of course I am certainly
enjoying all of your work
Androgoth XXx
So much energy in this piece, passion in your words (heat, over-heated, blazing) and stiff resoluteness to know your destination guided by what is within you and little else.
I like the rhythm in this . . . as in most of your writing. Nice.
Cheers!
Thank you so much, Jeff. I am always so pleased when people ‘get’ what I’m trying to say.
Honest and true, Kate, no weapons are stronger. and no feeling last longer, than the blazing beauty of truth… xPenx