Does it count as taking your time,
pausing between each item
fingers on clasps,
heartbeat a tempo dancing
beneath the skin
in a skip, skip rhythm
I felt against my breastbone.
Slid my foot along the seat
of a chair like the one I sat in,
bare skin cold
against the plastic.
Counted the buttons,
two,
four,
six,
stopped
when they ran out
and fabric hung loose
from my shoulders.
Open.
Parted my thighs the same,
slow,
or maybe fast,
the motion of it blurred
in memory
distracted by your face
close to mine.
Open
mouthed.
Kissed you,
slowly.
Open legs.
I won’t say what we did
next.
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Published by Carol J Forrester
Carol J Forrester is a writer and a history geek. Her debut collection 'It's All In The Blood' came out November 2019.
She has a 2:1 BA degree in history from Bath Spa University, enjoys judo at least twice a week, and tries to attend poetry events around the Midlands when she can.
Her flash fiction story ‘Glorious Silence’ was named as River Ram Press’ short story of the month for August 2014 and her short story ‘A Visit From The Fortune Teller’ has been showcased on the literary site Ink Pantry. Her poems ‘Sunsets’ and ‘Clear Out‘ were featured on Eyes Plus Words, and two of her poems were included in the DVerse Poets Pub Publication ‘Chiaroscuro’ which is available for purchase on amazon.Her poem ‘Until The Light Gets In‘ was accepted and published at The Drabble and her poem ‘Newborn’ was published by Ink Sweat & Tears.
She has been lucky enough to write guest posts for sites such as Inky Tavern and Song of The Forlorn and has hosted a number of guest bloggers on her site Writing and Works.
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Nice and sensual. don’t know what the prompt was but it must have been wow. I am doing the 30 in 30 on Toads.
Oh yeah, the slow tease, the sweat of sweet foreplay; nice. Hopefully open legs accompany an open heart.
Some things are best done slowly at first! Well done!
Fun and sensual. Reminded me of May I said he by ee cummings
This is my first striptease poem and I love it! I love the build up of anticipation, so well expressed in:
‘heartbeat a tempo dancing
beneath the skin
in a skip, skip rhythm
I felt against my breastbone’;
the counting of the buttons with the wonderful pause and the one word ‘Open’, and the repetition of ‘open, so sensuous.
Oh my Carol, like savoring rich chocolate, one lingering heady hungry bite at a time…
Love the title and the way the phrasing and format slow down the reader, matching the pace of this sensual poem. Wonderful.