[I wrote this poem over a span of one month. As the poem is long , I shall post it in parts every Friday. It’s a poem about love but some may find the content semi-erotic. Lest their finer senses be disturbed, be aware and proceed at your own risk.]
Link to the previous part : https://wp.me/p73yZZ-4lW
Part II
Patience my heart, I told myself,
Enjoy the moment and don’t rush;
But the moment took over
and we lost ourselves to love,
Blushing cheeks of my love
turned crimson red;
Was the sun getting warmer
or the meadow on fire?
She gently took my hand on hers
and embraced me,
Her slender arms around me, caressing,
As if to reassure,
Eyelids opening slightly,
fluttering like a butterfly,
She smiled,
And my heart molt.[13]
She took my hand,
Kissed it once, kissed twice,
And gently put my hand
On her heart;
The air went out of my chest,
As her warm breath touched my face,
Brushing my cheeks lightly,
Her sweet breath shortened,
A sense of urgency that I wanted to prolong;
And with every breath,
Her heart racing,
Her twin peaks of desire rose and fell
As she gently squeezed my hand
and pressed it down,
The floodgates of heaven were thrown open
and passion rushed in,
My resolve failed.[14]
Those two throbbing balls of desire
gently curving up,
Never had my eyes behold
such a delightful sight;
Firm like an orange
but soft like a ripe mango,
Dancing in tandem
with her rapid breath;
Inviting and alluring,
Supple and soft
Tempting and seducing,
Demanding explorations
but also entreating
a gentle handling, and
as I traced their graceful curves,
She moaned,
Breathing a contented sigh.[15]
Warmth radiating from her
Slowly engulfed me in a trance,
From her dimpled chin
drops of sweat fell
to the base of her graceful neck;
The tiny rivulet coursing
ever so slowly down
through her heaving bosom,
As a river meanders
from its source to the ocean;
I gazed transfixed
as I traced its course,
Her velvety smooth skin
offering no resistance to the flow,
It emerged from the narrow pass
of her breasts
into the flat valley below;
The glistening stream
pooled for a second
in the slight depression
of her navel,
And a fear raced through
my mind,
I stopped.[16]
[December 1, 2020]
© Pranabendra Sarma, 2021
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Fleeting Muse 
Your words help to make the scene play in my head like a movie!
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Thank you so much for the comment but does the movie makes sense? I am hoping that with the subsequent sections and the epilogue, I shall be able to tie it all together coherently.
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Well, I’m picturing it, so it must make some sense!
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🙏🙏Thanks.
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Posted the last three stanzas of Part II ( 17-19) of From Vault of Memories Past today.
One third of the poem down.
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This section doesn’t appeal to me personally. I think you’re much better sticking to emotions and describing them through allusion. The twin peaks and oranges bobbing up and down strikes a false note with me. A bit schoolboyish?
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Thanks for the honest feedback.
This section and some of the subsequent sections are memories/ recollection of a teenager about his first physical relationship with his lover through the eyes of adolescence. So you are right about being school boyish because maybe that what the narrator was back then. I am hoping that as the poem progresses and along with the epilogue, I should be able to tie it all together.
That’s why I really look forward to the feedbacks.
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You should maybe make it clear then, that this is teenage fumbling and not adult love. If you’re going to link the two, I’d still use less caricatural imagery though.
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This is definitely not about adult love. I think I alluded to that in the prologue. I will check to see how I may clarify that.
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The problem is, that the prologue is quite a way back. There has to be a clear line that runs through the poem, chronological if you like, so the reader knows what they’re reading. The poem starts in the present so you need to indicate very clearly that we’re now talking about a different person.
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Thanks again Jane. I understand what you say. In my mind I see the “missing link” you indicate but need to figure out how to carry that link forward in the weekly posting.
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It’s a difficult one.
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I may add a suitable sentence at the top to link the past to the present.
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Yes, you need something very close.
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Thanks for the suggestion.
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Posted the last three stanzas of Part II ( 17-19) of From Vault of Memories Past today.
One third of the poem down.
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