Tales of The Conquistador

Jerry Bradford aka Jerry Atrixx on Dec 5, 2010

For many it is the challenge; not the prize.

She waits for the kingdom’s apparent 6’3” heir

He percolates on the sway of her hips and the fragrance of her hair

It’s the door of a dalliance many have entranced

She preens and mentally awards him her perfect pair

He capitulates and warms to her like a Frigidaire

Prepared to steal away her special recompense

Leaving

her empty and with limited reserve

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Comments (10)

A.Thompson on Dec 5, 2010
nice article
webseowriters on Dec 5, 2010
Excellent share
Jane Campbell on Dec 5, 2010
Your poems reflect a wide range of emotions, Jerry. It\’s rare to see someone who really writes what they feel.
Jerry Bradford aka Jerry Atrixx on Dec 5, 2010
I dont know how to write any other way. Well, that is not entirely true, but I prefer to write this way. It is cathartic. I observe and I write. I feel and I write. I think and I write.

Simple really, like me.
ladym33 on Dec 5, 2010
Very nice work.
The Real Poet on Dec 5, 2010
ecclectic, sensibilitity bazaar; nice!
LCM Linda on Dec 5, 2010
Interesting poem. Well written. Thanks for sharing.
dino renaldo on Dec 5, 2010
nice share,,,,,,thanks
awesome11 on Dec 6, 2010
Nice write dear ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
yes me on Dec 7, 2010
Nice lines cheers

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