the blushing ceiling fan
gyrates and takes off
silken slips, gulping the moans;
time, spaced in its
consistent thrust,
unveiling all reflections
in the transparency
of the fleshly frissons below.
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the blushing ceiling fan
gyrates and takes off
silken slips, gulping the moans;
time, spaced in its
consistent thrust,
unveiling all reflections
in the transparency
of the fleshly frissons below.
5 Reply to "curtained windows"
Julia Phillips Smith on December 15, 2009 at 6:14 AM
'the blushing ceiling fan
gyrates and takes off
silken slips, gulping the moans'
Just love that!
shashidhar on December 15, 2009 at 8:45 AM
Thank you Julia.
Anonymous on December 15, 2009 at 4:45 PM
Very subtle yet evoking a vivid imagination.
Eileen T O'Neill ..... on August 2, 2010 at 7:45 AM
Shashidhar.
I love the very idea and image contained witin your words in this poem.
Eileen
shashi dhar on August 2, 2010 at 9:41 AM
Thank you Eileen:)
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