For Her Pleasure


NaPoMo 2015

NaPoMo 2015

 

In verse his meaning may often confuse
Her inner senses with his sensual ruse
His golden nib dips deep in velvet ink
Passions flowing from her poet tonight
Desiring the words to make her think
His words express all that he feels within
For such is the power of sweet love’s grace
And so paper becomes her satin skin
His words a gentle kiss upon her face
He knows the touch of her lips brushed in pink
As his pen leads her to that secret place
And sinks again into her beauty’s light
At last his poetry can so begin
For the pleasure of his beautiful muse

©JG Farmer 2015

Form: Ivorian Sonnet 46 – aa bcb dede becda

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About Jez Farmer

I am a freelance writer and poet and started writing after raising my two boys as a way of discovering just who Jez is. That is still very much an on-going project but the journey so far has introduced me to many wonderful friends and fellow writers through an ever growing love of poetry.
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