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Boarding An Air Plane With A Hookah

Poem By: Classy Peach
Erotica


Transferring back and forth between realms
This sister has some serious encrypting happening here
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Submitted: Apr 27, 2008    Reads: 109    Comments: 14    Likes: 6   


Echoes on an air plane
Ethos on an ecstasy plane
Emerging occasional nudity
Even spoken or unspoken

 

Elixir for the ears
Even Ben’s Brother sang
E-E-E-Effective embroidery of
Embarking into a current

 

Essential chariot rides my path
Expeditiously my path is my chariot
Exultant light enjoys my world
Erected with my ethereal encounter

 

Emerging for air from an ecstasy plane
Exits are emergency only on an air plane
Embryonic writing ejaculates
Expelling Erotic Literature.


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ZED
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Nice word play peaches....its the tapestry of sounds that build the meaning..within the semantics of your words...let me take u for a ride on my terra plain!

Posted: Apr 27, 2008

Author Comment:

I couldn't help but notice how many E words I liked.

I speak to a different audience.
Thanks for commenting Zed!

I love erotic literature ! This a beautiful poem that take us to that emotions involved with pleasure and sex.

Posted: Apr 27, 2008

Author Comment:

...and delving into your subconscious!!!
oh what a trip it can be...

I feel like I should get out the Mary Jane just to enjoy this poem to it's fullest! Especially liked every line starting with an E. Impressive!

Posted: Apr 27, 2008

Author Comment:

Thanks. I was hoping to embroider the feelings of a stimulating high with the stimulation that comes when sinking into your sub-mind, or your other plane.

*shrugs shoulders

There's nothing like erotic psychedelia to entice and seduce the senses.

Posted: Apr 28, 2008

Author Comment:

abso-fucking-lutely.

Ahh, Peach, you're poems are so much fun! I loved the stuttering! I used to have friend who always said, "S-s-s-skillsaw." You made me think of him. Loved the poem.

Posted: Apr 28, 2008

Author Comment:

There is a wonderful song by Ben's Brother called Stuttering...you'll love it and it's association to this poem.

Thanks Dragonfly.

Very good Peach babe, very inviting I thought and I loved the alliteration.

Posted: Apr 29, 2008

Author Comment:

Thanks big E. EE.
I'm surprised you haven't commented on Fetching yet? my other erotic poem.

We always appreciate your comments.

I have that song, I LOVE Ben's brother! See, not only are you empressive poet, but you have good taste in music. I think I'm going to love you work Classy Peach! ~ Gypsy

Posted: Apr 30, 2008

Author Comment:

Coolio.
Thanks.

E.EE Wait.
Not that fast
Eternity lasts longer.

Excellent.

Posted: May 2, 2008

Author Comment:

Smart rEviEw.
I shall take ExcEllEnt.

Exceptional poem of wit and intellect. Great title. Hope to read more in future.

Evelyn

Posted: May 7, 2008

Author Comment:

I love this title too....such a play on words as the Hookah is really not drug paraphenalia at all in my mind.

Thanks so much for your warm praise Evelyn.

hi peachy, were u on drugs when u wrote this? ive read it a few times now and it does remind me of some hippie psychedelic thing. Love the E's at start of each line, yes this reminds me of a drugs theme, and the Hookha, and the plane, and the transcending of different realities, or consciousness which seems to happen in this poem. So is this the birth of your writing, the last two lines seems to suggest that its the birth of your erotic writing, or maybe experiences which lead to writing.

Maybe I’m totally wrong about the drugs thing, or maybe it’s a metaphor for your creative writing. Anyway, I love the images which it portrays to me. I remember my experiences with drugs at university always ended up in an erotic encounter…ah, I’m thinking of a certain girl too…ahhhhhhhh, memories!!!! aren’t they great!!!!!!!

Posted: May 7, 2008

Author Comment:

No i wasn't on drugs when I wrote this but your comment had me laughing as if I were! you're a nut! A very intense, wonderful and amazing man who i fell in love with introduced me to my talent with writing. I always sorta thought I could but he somehow brought it out it me. I feel like I'm tripping out when I write....I totally transfer away and the words just fall into their place. I'm not sure how typical that is of other writers...but that's my style ... I wait until I start feeling...

hello again peachy, just wanted to comment on my comment, it sort of sounds like I’m suggesting you do all your writing on drugs. This is not what I meant to say. What I should have said was the poem presents metaphors of a transcendent nature, and we all have our own ways of altering our consciousness, not necessarily through drugs. In saying that peachy, I would love to know how you get your kicks!!!!

Posted: May 7, 2008

Author Comment:

What I was hoping to provoke was that I feel stoned when I write because of the high it gives me. I was trying to visualize to my reader how kick-ass that feels...and I only write when I feel incredibly cosmic with the universe...and that too is a similiar stoned feeling. I'm odd I think. (but it's fun!!)

I was also trying to notate that stoned feeling to falling in love....and as stated earlier, a passionate lover brought out my writing side at very erotic times in my life.

neat eh?

i liked it! sex drugs rock and roll! good job classy! haha

Posted: May 12, 2008

Author Comment:

Rock on brother...

Hey Peach - i've missed your naughtiness! Marvellous slinky stuff .x

Posted: May 16, 2008

Author Comment:

Oh well looky here...October O makes a featured guest appearance!! I miss you, do you know that? Slinky is a smack-yer-ass great word and thanks so much for the comps!!

A mile high, and a mile deep.
I have to check out Ben's Brother now.
Yes, orgasms are like hookahs, beacause you should share them with a friend.
I'm really enjoying floating away in your poems.

Posted: Jul 26, 2008

Author Comment:

You know what devilrod, this poem is my weakest link. Grrrr. I was never able to portray what I wanted.

However, you may have caught the smoke on this one....altho orgasms and hookahs can certainly be loved alone.

Yay Me!



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