Delivery of Passion

via Daily Prompt: Delivery

passion deliver

How can you deliver passion?

It comes not in a box

Something to present

You cannot buy it

For it isn’t an object

Oh there are objects

And boxes filled with goodies

But those are not actual passion

Passion must seep from within

Be given to another

Through every one of the senses

None left out

It must burn

In order to pass the fire on

And be felt by another in the same intensity

Passion is not delivered

But smelled, felt, seen, heard, tasted

The abstract noun of love

Given freely, unabashedly

With no thank you note needed





His Bare Bride

Crazy Bride

He called her crazy

    and she giggled with glee

    flinging her top off

    for all to see

He drove down the road

    bare bride at his side

    her hands in the air

   enjoying the ride

A honk and a whistle

    oh she got more than one

    he smiled as he watched her

    having sheer naked fun

How lucky am I

    he thought with a grin

    to have married this girl

    who revels in sin

So here’s to the Crazy Ones

    who don’t give a fuck

    if you find one to marry

    godspeed and good luck!






Unfurled Sexy

She’s a walk of wild

rebel to confining norms

trouble doused in black leather

droplets of fire ringed ’round her neck

she snags his eyes and heart as bare skin sashays by

his mind and body crazed with obsessive desire

to catch a blaze of her unfurled sexy

and take it home for the night



Ph| Erin Holland for Flank and Finish blog

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Secrets Beneath Her Skin


What kept secrets

hide beneath that skin?

How deep

do you bury

nights where desire

ruled each minute

of naked truths

and breaths

took on a life

of their own?

Where do you stow

lust’s prurient deeds

that filled afternoons

where wine flowed with wild

and no one was home

to hear the carnal cries?

Under what part of you

lie blistering salacious stories

most only dream

of being a part?

What kept secrets

hide beneath that skin?



Ph| Park Photography