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“It’s the edges of the maps that fascinate ...” ― David Mitchell, behind the wheel, Electric baby-blue land, Found in translation, Geography, Road Trip
The Map
His gaze traced the curve
Of her concupiscent hip,
Considering the swelling arc
Of his own intentions as she
Circumscribed the roundabout
Of his suspiring mouth and eyes,
Juggling them restlessly,
Feeling the tender weight of each.
They noted each other’s coordinates
And carefully impressed datums
Upon the privacy of their own
Well-traipsed, battle-scarred paths.
She revelled in her ingénues
Whilst inhabiting the traffic
That stealthily wove its way
Along his rutted, beaten path.
Observing him chart her turns
As she, turning, charted him,
They translated each other
Into the purplest of prose.
Swarn Gill said:
Your dirty poems are the best. lol But I just love your clever word play turning the most unlikeliest of euphemisms into the most beautiful art.
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Esme upon the Cloud said:
Ha, it’s all in the eye of the beholder you know, the dirt, I think of it as passion with a ladle of sauce, but as long as it ends up beautiful it can be anything at all. Thank you dear Swarn. For the retweet too.
Esme sharing the passion on V day upon the Cloud
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Swarn Gill said:
Dirty wasn’t the right word. The uniqueness of your euphemisms definitely deserve their own description, and passion with a ladle of sauce IS perfect. lol
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Esme upon the Cloud said:
As long as I can tell everyone off and make them change their comments to how I think they should read I’m happy. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA.
Thank you Swarn, I hope you had a nice birthday without any extra sore balls.
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tubularsock said:
“ATTENTION, ATTENTION:
Mission control, we have ignition.
All rocket’s are firing.
Penetrate.
Repeat, Penetrate!
………………………
Mission Accomplished.”
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Esme upon the Cloud said:
‘This is Ground Control to Major Tom
You’ve really made the grade
And the papers want to know whose shirts you wear
Now it’s time to leave the capsule if you dare’
Esme sitting in a tin can of red roses far above the world waving
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Val Boyko said:
Saucy clever passion indeed. A Valentine’s treat 💝
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Esme upon the Cloud said:
Thank you Val, very kind of you to say so!
Esme sending a volley of hearts Val’s way from way up on high ❤
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Bela Johnson said:
🙂
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