Tryst

Flambéed love letters
braised the heat,
slow burned me.

Tonight,
succulent strawberries
dipped in champagne,
our effervescent midnight feast.

Windows flung wide,
erotic shadows cast
by flirtatious moon
swoon ‘cross silken sheets.

Your form undulates
‘neath gossamer negligee,
my heart plunges deep.
D’amour delirium.

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Written for dVerse, the virtual pub for poets. Today Victoria is our host, asking us to use the word “burn” or a form of the word, in a quadrille (poem of exactly 44 words, sans title). For a second and more humorous take on the word, go to my second post, Summer Treat. 

53 thoughts on “Tryst

    • lillian February 26, 2018 / 3:58 pm

      Ah yes…..love at any age 🙂

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    • lillian February 26, 2018 / 3:59 pm

      Thanks, Toni. The words “slow burn” came immediately to mind and then somehow the words trailed off to this more sensual sense rather than leading to anger — which I first thought about. Go figure!

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    • lillian February 26, 2018 / 4:00 pm

      Oh dear…….didn’t mean to fluster. Somehow my words just moved in this more romantic way. I’d first thought about a slow burn to anger…which is what many do…and then the words turned and here is where I ended up!

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      • Carol J Forrester February 27, 2018 / 1:58 pm

        Well I went down the romantic path and it turned out a little spicier than intended so I’m not one to talk.

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  1. kim881 February 26, 2018 / 3:18 pm

    ‘Flambéed love letters’ set the bar for the rest of this Quadrille, Lill, and you continued to turn up the heat with your ‘effervescent midnight feast’ and erotic shadows swooning ‘cross silken sheets!.

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    • lillian February 26, 2018 / 4:01 pm

      Shyly smiling I am here, Kim. A most unusual tack for me but the words spilled out and there they were!

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  2. Gospel Isosceles February 26, 2018 / 3:26 pm

    Ouch, hot! The opening line made me think of one of the most destructive forest fires in Colorado history, which was rumored to have been started by an enraged forest service worker burning love letters. I don’t know if it was true or not, but glad to see you took the poem elsewhere. Haha!

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    • lillian February 26, 2018 / 4:02 pm

      What a way to start a forest fire! Had not heard that tale. Yes….I decided to slow burn to swoon rather than the usual slow burn to anger.

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    • lillian February 26, 2018 / 4:03 pm

      Thank, Vivian. A different kind of write for me….but somehow it just popped into these words! Glad you enjoyed. And did I read you have the flu? Feel better soon!

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      • Vivian Zems February 26, 2018 / 7:26 pm

        You did well there! Yes, this flu is so bad…. thanks 🙂

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    • lillian February 26, 2018 / 4:03 pm

      Chuckling and smiling I am at your reply here, Paul. Glad you enjoyed!

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    • lillian February 26, 2018 / 4:46 pm

      yep….and they (b)raise the heat many times….each new one professing more and stronger love. 🙂

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    • lillian February 26, 2018 / 5:51 pm

      LOVE your enthusiasm here…..yes, no one else mentioned the windows flung wide…I thought that let in the torridness of it all 🙂

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      • nosaintaugustine February 26, 2018 / 5:53 pm

        For me, it was key. I think it illustrates that the personae are absolutely unabashed.

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  3. Charley February 26, 2018 / 5:51 pm

    (fanning himself) Why, Miss Scarlet, I do believe it’s a bit hot tonight!

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    • lillian February 26, 2018 / 5:52 pm

      Charley, I blush behind my words! Smiing I am at your comment here! 🙂

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  4. Grace February 26, 2018 / 5:58 pm

    From first to last line, this is burning with heat and passion !

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    • lillian February 26, 2018 / 7:43 pm

      Ah…..sweltering words somehow appeared here 🙂

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  5. katiemiafrederick February 26, 2018 / 6:51 pm

    SMiLes.. Lillian.. LonG.. NoW See
    tHeRE is a FiRE.. HeaR
    lit underneath
    sheets
    of these
    WordS LiGHTS
    ViBRating SpRinG SaTiN
    ReSoNance FreQueNcy’s eNergy DanCinG LoVE
    LoWeR NoW uPBeat SinGinG SyNErGY LiVinG NoW..:)

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    • lillian February 26, 2018 / 7:43 pm

      Katie! I’ve missed you!!!! So good to see you here….and commenting on this piece. Hope all is okay with you!

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      • katiemiafrederick February 26, 2018 / 11:56 pm

        Hi.. Lillian.. thank you for such a warm welcome back
        to the dVerse trail for true i’ve been traveling around
        the Globe for even more diverse Muse for the Long Form
        Poem i continue to write Named “SonG oF mY SoUL” approaching
        6 Million Words in 58 months of writing on my 58th Birthday on 6.6.18.
        aLong with One-Ten-Thousandth the Distance to the Sun in terms of 9300
        Miles of Public Dance by then also in that 58 month period of additionally doing that and
        i am happy to admit that the 820th MacroVerse i just finished named “LoVEFReEDNoW”
        Accumulated 43,151 Words of Free Verse Poetry in MacroVerse way in just 7 Days.. True..
        i never rest on a 7th day.. hehe.. as i finally got a Novel Sized effort done in a week as hey..
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  6. Janice February 26, 2018 / 7:16 pm

    You had me at “flambeed” love letters Lillian. The sounds of the words you chose are sensual as well as their meaning.

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  7. rothpoetry February 26, 2018 / 8:25 pm

    Sounds like the perfect night! Burning Love with the windows wide open!! How great is that!!
    Dwight

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  8. Sanaa Rizvi February 27, 2018 / 5:20 am

    Whistles!💞 This is incredibly hot and sensuous, Lillian! I love “succulent strawberries dipped in champagne.” 😀

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  9. merrildsmith February 27, 2018 / 7:36 am

    Sensual, romantic–burning love indeed. I’m off for a cold shower now. 😉

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  10. qbit February 27, 2018 / 10:58 am

    I love “Flambéed love letters / braised the heat”!

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  11. purplepeninportland February 27, 2018 / 2:37 pm

    To repeat many others, you had me at ‘flambéed love letters’. My temperature is rising!

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