Shape

Shape

A Poem by John Alexander McFadyen
"

No surprises there then!

"

The swell of breasts

has always been

my downfall.

The curlew cry

of cleavage

a weakness

I am powerless

to resist.

 

A woman's form

of curves

and lithe limbs

simply

has me broken.

 

Sparkling

come to bed eyes

and full

and luscious lips

and I am toast.

 

That sweet knowing

smile

as my gaze

wanders

lonely as a cloud,

feasting silently

upon soft,

peach-like skin.

 

Woman is indeed

poetry at its best,

a classic portrait,

a marble bust,

a sultry song

at dusk.

she is art

at its most noble

and for me she is

a must!

 

30/07/19

© 2019 John Alexander McFadyen


Author's Note

John Alexander McFadyen

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Well, John, we do share, at least, one common "belief": we both like women.
Although your idealized version of the opposite sex did neglect to say, many of them
are ugly, treacherous pieces of s**t.
Poet's prerogative, of course.

Posted 6 Years Ago


John Alexander McFadyen

6 Years Ago

Ah you are also braver than I am. Many thanks.
Women definitely are "magic"!

Posted 6 Years Ago


John Alexander McFadyen

6 Years Ago

A good Catholic boy, like myself Jacob? lol
Many thanks.

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John Alexander McFadyen
John Alexander McFadyen

Brixworth, England, United Kingdom



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