Touch
#1
Hold my waist
Touch my face
Your love in my eyes
Grip my thighs
Night skies like a blanket
The stars here are sacred
They knew before us
Our love was divine
Here we are among the grape vine..
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#2
Hi Black Jade, Welcome to the site!

A few comments for you on your poem:

I think this poem is crying out for more imagery. Line 5 is very nice. You provide a tactile image with the night skies. The blanket imagery gives the night a warm, sensual feel. The rest of the poem is largely a series of statements that while they would sound sensual if said to a partner fall short in a poem in my opinion. Consider adding more imagery that suggests touch.

It was good reading you.

Best,

Todd

(11-26-2012, 12:01 PM)Black Jade Wrote:  Hold my waist
Touch my face
Your love in my eyes
Grip my thighs
Night skies like a blanket
The stars here are sacred
They knew before us
Our love was divine
Here we are among the grape vine..
The secret of poetry is cruelty.--Jon Anderson
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#3
Thanks for the feedback! Very much appreciated.

Black Jade x
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#4
it's a nice poem but it's a bit off being a good poem.
the main problem is it has little feel of love or sex. it reads more like a wish list. try and draw a picture with the words. how do you want him/her to hold your waist and touch your face.?


thanks for the read.
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#5
Merci billy! Very useful.

Black Jade x
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