Sensual metaphors

[bluerains]

the lawnmower man...

that was a good flick....

hum...most of the mowers in our part of the state ...can't speak english...maybe the time to brush up to a bit of spanish...ouy...

 

[My Erotic Tale]

that was a good flick....

hum...most of the mowers in our part of the state ...can't speak english...maybe the time to brush up to a bit of spanish...ouy...

si sinorita,
tu es muy bonito
mi amiga is muy bueno

azul~

 

[RhymeFairy]

si sinorita,
tu es muy bonito
mi amiga is muy bueno

azul~

I can speak spanish ...

Art, you are a flirt ~!!!
and a good friend ...

 

[bluerains]

tight jeans...

how easy
she
strips away
neat clothes

like liquid rhythm

each button
a new poem
for the muse

as skin exposes
a sleek canvas

clean, unmarked
by the artist
with fingers
to create
every nuance
of protean taboo
waiting in
the folded
denim blue

 

[RhymeFairy]

a tease ~

feather light
kisses
upon my brow.

sliding smoothly
down, into
half whimpers,
echoing.

nimble fingers
caressing,
hot tiny nubs.

pouty,
puckered
mouth
suckling, tight
firm belly.

haughty hips
grinding,
with each
lil nibble.
heaven
awaits ~



* still thinkin on this one ~

 

[bluerains]

liaison

motley mingled
in his lovers knot
torn between intimacy
and idolatry

she gives him what
he covets
and fills their savage needs
even if it bleeds
her molten heart
to shades of
scarlet
looming
after the sun
swells deftly
in unison
binding her
borders
into bleached
white linen
while drawing
her curtain
of sullied tears

 

[Vampiric_Mirage]

Fighting the emotion,
the need.
Unable to resist,
falling on your knees,
letting the wetness stream down your face
you submit.
To yourself,
to him,
to the moment.
Your scream echoes through the night,
primal emotion unleashed,
as you bathe in the moist proof of your humanity
until you are completely spent.

Tears

 

[RhymeFairy]

Fighting the emotion,
the need.
Unable to resist,
falling on your knees,
letting the wetness stream down your face
you submit.
To yourself,
to him,
to the moment.
Your scream echoes through the night,
primal emotion unleashed,
as you bathe in the moist proof of your humanity
until you are completely spent.

Tears

spent
by the making.
the forthcoming.
and the closure.

spent years
upon years,
doing his biasest
bidding.
his running ramped.
his egotistical
everything.

spent
by time.
temporal tempers
flaring.
manic emotions,
mimicking memories
of what should
have been.

spent
spent
spent

spun out,
in,
over
and done.
spent ...




*Grins
Thank you for the bounce Vampiric_Mirage,
as usual I love your writing ~!!!

 

[sweet GA peaches]

Spin.......

I curved my spine
to softly conspire
the ever growing change
of his torso,
Molded my soul,
around the whipsers
spat from his lips,
as I kissed the death
of his lies,
deciet and affliction
like a drug-
He was my addiction.
My moment of feel,
and the daily pill
forced to swallow, only
to comply with his mood.
Upwind to the spine,
drew in the line,
of this time worn lure..
caught,
and bent no more.






I have missed you all, like the tulips that bloom
only in spring, I have missed your warm sun,
blowing softly a breeze, to catch and tease,
my seasonal petal... and here I am saying,
I have missed you.all.

winks and peaches ... -sGp-

 

[bluerains]

oola la..U lassies ar steamy

welcome VM ...am bouncing....

spent eternity
flowing into liquid threads
orgasmic wormhole

 

[RhymeFairy]

welcome VM ...am bouncing....

spent eternity
flowing into liquid linen
orgasmic wormhole

wormhole sinking
again
again

releasing, abated breath.
womb clinging,
clinching tight. into
cosmic clitoric
channeling.
challenging
attitudes, of apposite
positioning.

assuming the position,
of wormholes sinking.
rising,
from the earth.

dewy mounds,
within mounds, of heated
flesh. sinking
into flesh.
into flesh.
feeling the bite,
bitten
bite, of flesh.

wormholes sinking,
poling,
carved
into flesh ...

 

[Vampiric_Mirage]

Guided by caressing fingers,
and hungry eyes,
pages gently turn,
encouraging the plot to enfold you -
to tease your senses
with half-seen images
and beautiful fantasies.

Hungry for more,
unable to sleep,
you read on,
hanging off every word,
captivated by the author's seductive spell,
unconsciously holding your breath,
unaware of the passage of time.

Suddenly it is done,
the last page has been turned.
Filled with emotion -
joy for it's beauty,
sadness for it's completion,
an insatiable desire for more,
and overwhelming exhaustion -
you slip into a fitful sleep,
hoping you will soon be swept away again.


Hi RhymeFairy, Bluerains, and everyone else!

 

[quasar]

Lay with you under diamonds
of the night sky

hold you like the moon
a soft glow, sighed

 

[My Erotic Tale]

thanks blue
for all you do
quiet poet too


question;

is a metaphor the same as an analogy? comparison?


like what?

and then make it sensual?

she lay like a banana peel
slippery

her kiss was like
a kick from a mule.

I bet you liked Portal to the Vixen Planet <laughing>

thanks blue~~~

 

[bluerains]

yes like a banana peel good one..

thanks blue
for all you do
quiet poet too


question;

is a metaphor the same as an analogy? comparison?


like what?

and then make it sensual?

she lay like a banana peel
slippery

her kiss was like
a kick from a mule.

I bet you liked Portal to the Vixen Planet <laughing>



thanks blue~~~

The metaphor consists of word images connecting an idea to something it cannot be. It allows us to replace one kind of thought with another, usually one which is more familiar.
I found this site for you to get some examples...
http://www.sil.org/LinguaLinks/lexicon/MetaphorsInEnglish/Index.htm

 

[My Erotic Tale]

The metaphor consists of word images connecting an idea to something it cannot be. It allows us to replace one kind of thought with another, usually one which is more familiar.
I found this site for you to get some examples...
http://www.sil.org/LinguaLinks/lexicon/MetaphorsInEnglish/Index.htm

oh okay,

PROUDLY smiling

like a cat that just ate the canary

 

[bluerains]

ok et...this one's 4 U...

To smell shaved skin
like laurel in the wind.

To stretch wayward wilderness
tongues into florid kisses
shaking leaves from
trembling trees.

We are forest no more
but , condensed liquor
distilled from the
juices of wild mountain dew...

your wood nymphs

 

[bluerains]

ty Q,,,bouncing....

Lay with you under diamonds
of the night sky

hold you like the moon
a soft glow, sighed

bejeweled in moonbeams
pearly sky winks at the night
milky way moans

 

[Vampiric_Mirage]

*hangs head* silly me, I think I missed the metaphor in my sensual metaphor? Now I'm no longer sure...it could be, and yet...?...

 

[bluerains]

all words

*hangs head* silly me, I think I missed the metaphor in my sensual metaphor? Now I'm no longer sure...it could be, and yet...?...

sensual seems to be the warmest part of the thread..seeing play on words is practice...
the main thing I like to read is a poem that talks dirty to me covered in scented roses...
sensual magic...and your pen was lovely ...so am not too strict..on metaphor...but the expression of the rose...more pens please...

phrases..
hanging off every word.. and swept away....thats a form of metaphor...

 

[My Erotic Tale]

To smell shaved skin
like laurel in the wind......<<<can you imagine the only laurel known is laurel and Hardy <grin> and you like the smell of shaved skin?

To stretch wayward wilderness
tongues into florid kisses you should rinse after you brush your teeth to prevent this and I like to condense the woods rather than spread them out
shaking leaves from
trembling trees. now you and I both know it was the wind helping this poor tree.

We are forest no more well where I live there is still more forest than man
but , condensed liquor.....well that has to be a shot of tequila or to-kill-ya
distilled from the
juices of wild mountain dew...well I for one like mopuntain dew it burns like hell going down but kicks you into a nearby universe after the shimmy and the shake

your wood nymphs....I am still hunting them <grin>

I am curious if this is metaphor then what is analogy/ comparrison
I figured you put that much time in it for me to see
I could waller in it and spend that much time with a thank you <grin>

 

[RhymeFairy]

sensual warm
part of the play.

practice
...the main
thing

I like
to talk dirty
covered
scented roses

sensual magic...
your pen lovely

so not too strict,
expression
of the rose,
more
please

hanging off
every word
and swept
away
thats form

yes, I played with your quote Blue
... and it was funnnn tooo.. grins n winks*

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

forming scents
of magical glee.
hypnotizing me
from pen strokes,
stroking this rose
petals pluck,
as puckered petals
protrude. flourishing
under sensual
pets ... petting.

 

[bluerains]

el...don't

sensual seems to be the warmest part of the thread..seeing play on words is practice...
the main thing I like to read is a poem that talks dirty to me covered in scented roses...
sensual magic...and your pen was lovely ...so am not too strict..on metaphor...but the expression of the rose...more pens please...

phrases..
hanging off every word.. and swept away....thats a form of metaphor...

know if I should wink , whistle or whine....

but, you must be drinkin whiskey

and not the fruit of the vine...

U R...A naughty lad...

 

[RhymeFairy]

me a lad No~ Plez, say it aint so~!*lookin at self*

maybe my friend ... you need to Lookie again ~ grins*

know if I should wink , whistle or whine....

but, you must be drinkin whiskey

and not the fruit of the vine...

U R...A naughty lad...

naughty lad,
oh naughty lad
where for ought
thou go'est?

down,
way down yon hill
hoping kind lassie,
to get a thrill ...




I know, I am a Fairy,
but these things
just happen to me ya know ~

 

[bluerains]

oops...

twas that naughty nymph hunter was refering too...U have to wait til the muse bounces...

maybe my friend ... you need to Lookie again ~ grins*



naughty lad,
oh naughty lad
where for ought
thou go'est?

down,
way down yon hill
hoping kind lassie,
to get a thrill ...




I know, I am a Fairy,
but these things
just happen to me ya know ~