Sense, sweet sense and you —
You immense suspense
of innocence
You, my scent
of myrrh and frankincense,
come dance with me,
commence gyrations,
sting vibrations,
be obscene on me,
my senseless queen,
design,
with fool of me,
between today and later
more and ever more
of keen unseen sensations.
Sense, sweet sense and you.
Assuerus Falls in Love with Esther – Assueres adamavit Esther (Esther 2:17) by Salvador Dali
Sensation… I played a little with rhymes and came up with something for Marian at toads. I will also link up to Poetry Pantry tomorrow.
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What a beautifully sensual write! And, yes, I see that you enjoyed playing a bit with rhymes. I like the way ‘keen unseen sensations’ rolls across my tongue!
Love it Bjorn! Such a fun read!! I sense you have a wonderful sense of humor!
Love this. It almost brings to mind Gertrude Stein, which is a great thing.
That’s hot, Bjorn! Beautifully crafted.
tantalising in so many ways
kaykuala
come dance with me,
commence gyrations,
sting vibrations,
be obscene on me,
Sensed a lot of movements and mobility in this provocative episode
implying a vigorous and active person
Hank
I love the way the scent, the vibrations and obscenities are sandwiched between the repeated line: ‘Sense, sweet sense and you’, Björn, and the lyrical rhyming in the lines:
‘You immense suspense
of innocence
You, my scent
of myrrh and frankincense’.
Oh this is wonderfully sensual! ❤️ I especially love “You, my scent of myrrh and frankincense, come dance with me.” 🙂
Wonderfully sensuous sensations. Beautiful, Bjorn.
In this painting by Dali Esther looks rather alarmed by the king’s advances – as she should be. Queen Vasthi wasn’t treated too well either. He was a lecherous old man!
Indeed he was, but not a very good judge of women (as I tried to express in my poem)
This sent me off reading up about her properly. Thank goodness for the internet. Some argue the book on Esther is a historical novella; not Biblical fact. Written from the pov of the king, I arrive at the lines ” … design,
with fool of me, …”
illustrating your intention. A subtlety that passed me by at first read.
I love the way the rhymes seem to evolve with a will of their own in these lines, Bjorn.
When I work with rhymes you cannot bend them to your will… the best way is to go where they lead I think
Those holy scents mixed with carnal delights give me the feeling that the subject knows there is a transgression going on with this congress, but they have lost their sense in the headiness of it all.
Esther was anything but senseless. Though I’m quite sure she could rock a performance dance.
I think the King might have seen her as senseless… he was not a very good judge of women.
She rose to the top for a reason — and it wasn’t just because of her beauty, though it might have seemed as such. That Mordecai whispering in her ear, and her listening to him, helped her immensely.
I do love the internal rhymes… immense suspense … myrrh and frankincense… very playful, enticing and hypnotic even.
Wow, The photo and the words, I think I might be breathing a bit heavier. lol..beautiful…what more can I say, Bjorn
This simply drenched in sensuality ~ I love it.
By the time I got to “be obscene on me”, my heart was pounding so heart that I had to take a few breaths. Wow. I love the way this poem invites all the senses to dance together, how the dance turns into a powerful circle where speaker says to subject, “From beginning to end, this is all about you (and me, too) because of how you make me feel.”
Right there in the middle: “be obscene on me”
That line! Oh, the possibilities! Let me count the ways! 🙂
This is marvelous! That play between heightened sense and nonsense, each feeding the other–amazing!
Very snake-like, sibilant…you are so creative!
so sensuous and nice to read. I love the rhymes and so sweet that it’s just in time for Valentine.
Yes!!! Loved it.
Bjorn to be wild!
Quite sensual Björn! I feel, I’m intruding on a private moment (lol!)
Delightful rhyming! The poem seems to dance.
Love the rhymes. The poem sounds like a swirling dance.
Love is either an obsessive compulsion or a sweet lullaby. It doesn’t matter which as in either case it hurts so much when it ends.
between today and later
more and ever more…. i like that sense of forever here!
The word play in this is fab – and insisted upon being read aloud. The last 2 lines, in particular, are splendiferous..
Nice and sensuous sensations to the senses, Bjorn. The lines, “gyrations, sting vibrations, be obscene on me, my senseless queen, …” certainly fit your picture of Esther and King Xerxes fine. I am assuming that it is an etching.
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such playful rhymes – lovely to twist them around the tongue not least:
“You immense suspense
of innocence”
so beautifully crafted…loved the sounds…!!
Sensual freedom…flirtation of body and spirit. ..love it.