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Glorious are the days we ride, my love.
You and I riding in the morning light.
Passions racing hearts are thundering.
Sunrise explodes pink and purple streaks across the sky.
You and I smiling, riding together in the first light.
Kindred spirits racing together chasing the morning star.
Intoxicated on the morning air.
Nowhere, but here in this moment.
Glorious is the day we ride.
C hocolate Candy Emmmm what a treat.
H as sweet ingrediants that can't be beat.
O h what delight to put in our mouth and eat.
C hocolate a passionate lovers sweet. (
O nly the lonely will not eat this meat. (
L overs who Love chocolate will find this neat. ^
A ll chocolate will cause lovers to stay in heat. & &
T ake your time and savor this candy. % %
E ach one of you knows it makes you randy. @@@@@
K issing with chocolate covered lips is bliss.
I n your mouth each tongue will entwine with a kiss.
S o get yourself some chocolate today.
S weet chocolate candy will help you to play!
C heating can ruin a
H appy marriage
E specially when there is
A lienation of affection
T hat deals with someone’s
E motions and can
R uin your love forever.
Yesterday, at the castle or was it a long time past?
All our lives we never met
Our dreams into reality we could make them last
Troubles now our lives are set.
Seemed we were meant to meet
So now to the fates we are in debt
Far behind now the guilt as our hearts in rhythm beat
Away from searching eyes since we met.
Now we will long for tomorrow for some peace
It waits for us to take hold and hold tight
Looks mean nothing as our mature eyes crease
As long as we hold each other through the night
Though the hours are passing, they rob us all
They’re still our friends while present.
Here we are, not knowing when we fall
To hold each other is why we were sent
Stay with me, I know you long for that call.
Oh woe the time passed, the hours now gone
I grieve in my heart for that unmet one
Believe my words, my heart is true
In you I believe with feelings new
Yesterday at the castle when I met you.
© 3/02/2014 GG
D oes your mother have to telephone every time we plan for sex?
E ach story about dream vacations, does it have to include your ex?
A re the Star Wars posters in the bedroom going to proudly hang there forever?
L istening to political candidates on talk radio. Do you think that’s really clever?
K indly tell the preacher at your church to please leave us alone
I f we miss one day of fellowship we won’t turn into stone
L eftovers will be served on Tuesdays, I have girls" night once a week
L eaving dishes piled high in the kitchen will make our love nest stink
E ver wonder why each time you look into my eyes and ask to take my hand
R eminds me of the ONE WAY TICKET IN MY BAG and an EXCITING GET-A-WAY PLAN!
Written by Gwendolen Rix
December 12, 2011
In Honor of Nancy Jones' Contest ~ The Deal Killer
Note bene- purely fiction
C ontentment on hot summer days is to lay me down gently
upon the glossy, cool, red ceramics tiles, that refresh and tantalize bare skin
H alf naked, brown and melting, like chocolate on your tongue
I ndifferent to peering eyes of strangers wandering about
L eaving inquisitives to brainstorm about “Are they, or not”; secret laughs shared
we live only in our daydreams of love’s passionate connection
L oving summer nights rendezvous beneath sister moon and her entourage of
millions of twinklin stars
I gniting latent fires that still smolder amidst the ash, barely breathing
N ights of in ocean side palaces of sky and sand; enjoying soft warm breezes that
cool passion's thirst, as the sound of a lonely sax wafts through the palms,
has us drifting off to the soothing lullaby of rolling, crashing waves.
T o those women who don’t know, that love was manifested when a man was just an embryo
H is very being was developed to love a woman unconditionally and so, in my poetry
E verything is for my Queen, for I am her King; she is the glow inside of me
H is heart beats to the rhythm of her love, which was manifested from above
E very man knows that woman is his kryptonite; that’s evident in the acrostic I write
A ffectionally, I pull my woman close at night as only she can quench my appetite
R ealistically, she is the life inside of me which is a constant glow
T echnically, our love is like universal poetry and God forbid if I should ever let her go!
O bject of my affection, yet she is more than a mere object
F rom heaven to earth, we’re a heavenly connection which makes us perfect!
A n angel on earth that was sent from above for me, to love from the time of my birth
M an and woman, made for one another neither can happily exist without the other
A nd as I bring this Acrostic to a close, I think about my counter part
N othing can compare to her for she’s the one I chose and she’s forever in my heart!!!
you're everything to me
a hidden longing deep within
just like the air breath
when I feel alone at times
you'll hold my hand tightly and being around
through my laughter or my tears
you'll comfort me and give me faith
you are a precious gift of love
you fill my soul with the meaning of love
for even in the darkest hour
when all of hope seems gone
thought of a still resilience voice
to feel you within my reach
in my heart
you're always with me
there will be a place for you forever
now,a whole new world
just for you and me
this bond between us can't be broken
my life,you'll touch
I will be glad to have you in my life
I can share my interests with you
I'll search no more
cause you are a precious gift of love
A SUDDEN URGE
I suddenly feel the urge
To tell it all
You want to taunt me
Go right ahead
My own mind haunts me
Jump out of bed
The wicked one said
Soon I will be dead
Fearing my life
Ending it all
Enable me knife
My name you do call
As dumb as they come
I frost all the air
You heat up the light
A game, I strip and you stare
A game with no love
I do not play fair
I' LL still send you a kiss
For not wanting to care
I call it a truce
Just toss the coin in, my dear
The last fresh air I use
I know you will be there
A puppet you say,
Abuse me you may
In time it won't matter
i am yours any- way
Tormented, I' m not
Later I' LL rot
Watching over me
Is that all you got?
A sinner by day, a sinner by night
Spilling the milk, spilling the beans
You have my attention, you know what I mean.
by; The Lovely POET DESTROYER
Drunkenly we fall once more
And wake up weaker than before,
Not dense enough to question this,
I simply savour every kiss,
Evidently, in my bed
Lies nothing more than just a friend.