Her breasts translucent
Her nipples erect
Her hips wide and curvy
They smell of life
Her lips searching
His mustache debonair
She chases him as they sit together
His lips voluptuous
They know where to go
His eyes mesmerizing
Palm to palm
Waiting for her to feel
Her heart wide open
She opens to release
What he is asking for
They pour together
She catches him
She sings a love song of poetry
To the man she wants
He watches over her while she sleeps
And prepares the morning gift
Another day in love
She wraps her legs around his
Not wanting him to leave
He stays together for her
Author: Heather Mirassou
I am a writer and poet. I am a Hippie at heart and cowgirl in spirit. I am kind, compassionate, loving and loyal and I am all forgiving.
I accept and love all people, of all creeds, religions, color, sexual orientation and any other characteristics that are non-conforming to society’s mold.
I am quiet in a crowd but speak volumes in my writing. It has given me a voice, when sometimes, I could not even speak.
Writing gives me the freedom to be “ME”. It is my most natural and comfortable state. Writing to me, is as essential as breathing.
I have two stellar and spectacular sons. Brandon and Trevor, ages 32 & 25. Being their mother is one of my greatest achievement of my life. They give me so much to live for. They inspire me, invigorate me and challenge me. They love me unconditionally. They have given me a fresh breath of life, when I’ve thought I had no breath left. They have faith and belief and remind me, that I can achieve any dream, any dream at all.
I love to be outdoors. The beach is my favorite place to be. I can skip, run, fly a kite, gather shells and rocks, be romantic, be calmed by the waves and at peace with the ocean. The mountains beckon me with wonder, I become one with the earth. Nature engulfs me, mind, body and spirit.
I treasure my family and friendships both new and old. I receive gifts of experience, wisdom and love on a daily basis from those closest to me.
In writing my poetry, I draw within the reflection of my soul. I write of beauty, of desire, of hope, of nature. I write some dark and some light. Some sad and some funny. Some old memories, some new. I write poetry of courage, defeat, dying and resurrection.
I write about my life experience, my challenges, my dreams, my accomplishments, dreams not yet lived. I write of love, intimacy, vulnerability and sometimes subtle, erotic poetry. I write about my impression and observation of life and people living amongst me.
I am forever changing on my life pendulum. With it, my poetry is changing and is a reflection of my soul.
Thank you for visiting, My Poetry Soul Closet. I hope you leave with a warm heart, an open mind and kindred spirit.
I hope my poetry somehow affects your impression of life, love and people.
With a Smile,
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