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Midnight Secret

*Midnight Secrets*   

In the dark, I came alive 
~tonight
I found my way 
~into the light

Camouflage in lace, my skin glisten, 
Towards the wind, I listen! 
Skin of envy and gold, 
My limbs suddenly unfold, 
Gracefully I follow the air,
I found myself without a care, 
Every moment, every feeling felt erotically insane, 
Seductively, the night whispers my name, 
A freedom flight 
~into the night.
 
My breast, not of a little girl 
Beyond the hazels, into another world 
My life until this point had been a riddle 
My fingers slither, a play without a fiddle 

Circles with motion, 
Vibrations and self-soothing lotion, 
I touch my self gently, 
Thinking of you relentlessly,
Looking around, 
The night echoes a whimpering sound, 
I want to see, and embrace the secrets inside me,
I squeeze the damp enigma charcoal sheets-
Moaning and moaning, repeatedly. 
Tucking my silk pillows, groping my knees,
I rub my lids slowly, satisfactorily complete, 
Falling back into the realm of counting sheep. 
~Tonight 

by;)


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Love Poem - 29

Every day, I fall in love with something new,
while maintaining the love I have already found.

I fall in love with scars, wrinkles,
redundancies and repetition,
items that people throw into the wind,
kick around and step upon.

I fall in love with my enemies,
one of life's hardest lessons to learn.
I find haters to be marvelous motivators.

Every day, I fall in love with something new,
while reinforcing the love I have already found.

The old man who sits in a rain-filled gutter,
seemingly oblivious to the water sluicing down the hill,
splashing against his clothes -
fists raised up to the heavens in fury
as he talks to an invisible audience
about how Apollo stole his dearly beloved wife....

....I fell in love with him too.

I fall in love with things that some people deem as insignificant,
ugly, morose, dirty and immoral.
The more I fall in love, the more I love each passing moment,
including the pain, torture and misery that may appear along the way.

If I write down treasonously treacherous words,
the reader could assume such words to be rooted in rage
or a cynical outlook. But the words are actually born out of love -
I love every single word in existence.

Every day, I fall in love with something new,
while still maintaining the love I have already found.

I fall in love with the woman 
who is too shy to have a proper conversation with anyone,
because she believes herself to be very ugly,
when in fact, she is an exquisitely gorgeous woman.

I fall in love with broken daffodils, bent daisies,
a shattered seashell, the sweet stench of rotting seaweed on the shore,
the way her hair smells baking in the sun.
I fall in love with black and white photographs,
hypnotized by the essence the dead have left behind.
I fall in love with marbles, the feathers of mourning doves,
and with the stray cat who after watching the moving truck drive away,
slunk around the alley in search of scraps -
over the years, she has proven to be
a most respectful and loyal animal.
I fall in love with saints, villains, rusted watering cans,
the way sunlight bends into prisms when it shines
through the cracked antique windowpane
which I simply cannot find the presence to replace.


And as for the people who think that my love is a whole
different spectrum of emotions,
or how it is impossible for someone like myself
to fall in love with something new, every, single day....

....well, I love them too.





April 6th, 2012


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LIQUID HEAVEN

Liquid Heaven

A feast for my womanly inner beast!       
I tease, I please, you have me on my knees
I wring my hands, you oint my head
With your fingers locked in my hair of red
You, I call Master! 
You have me in a position, as if I was begging for forgiven
My words are bashing with one stuttering sound
Moaning & Moaning, 
As you make my head swirl like a merry-go-round
Craving for you to unleash your liquid heaven sound

My body speaks and mumbles a language only meant for you
A touch of intimacy, that lathers up like liquid glue
Sticky but, yet so compelling
My tongue slips silent beloved words of joy into the air
You play the master of this dark solid room
This dungeon has lighter, than one can consume
You engage me* to provoke you with everything I got
Yelling, please master don't ever stop!
At this moment I yearn for your excitement that whips out an appeal
To feel the closeness and arousing sensation of your presence
That melts me and chill me with a flow that does not kill
I'm your thinker
Your muse and poet
You are my composer creating liquid tunes
That expresses the hardness of your boldness

I confess to you my love
You are all I'm dreaming of
You drive your hands all over my body
Reaching every angle my steamy body lends
Encourage me to stimulate your mental needs
You are my master withholding a liquid element
In me you release fluids that hit like a silent tide
A desire that comes with a full force of the fire inside
I crave for the taste of your lips
Your hands on my hips
Your fingers with a tight sensual grip
I dedicate my heart, and my lust
To get lost within every push of your trust
Like a treasure deep underneath the sand
I'm addicted to the feelings you propose within your land
Your hazel eyes are my sunrise
You bring out the obsession,
And my sweet tooth temptation
Like the moon above a misty night
Seducing me in every way in a poetic write
YOU MY LOVE!!!
Your liquid heaven is like the beginning-
-Of my delicious delight!

                  by;p.d.

**A sweet Dedication To Nate**


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Passion

you                 don't            know 


my                    love!


it              doesn't    whisper,



or speaks quietly    in        traffic         


where   it               might            not              be              heard.


my               love
                                  
                                      SCREAMS
                                                        LOUDLY even in the hush of the evening!



you             say                    you                 know me,
        
    
but                   you,               
                                         you don't know me.


PASSION!


it's in my work
                                  it's in my love
                                                                   sometimes they are the same.


PASSION!
                            for the woman I love
                                                                          it's in my kiss
                                                                                                         

let me 
                                                                introduce you to bliss.


PASSION!   
                            if I am your friend
                                                                    you know it...YOU KNOW IT!


you will see it in my eyes
    
                                                  a highway deep
                                                                                    

                                                                             an EXplosiON inTENse!
 

PASSION!

if I love you, 

             you know it, 

                             I'll be your full moon every night!


you think you know me 

                then call me by my name...


PASSION!
                           
                      when I write , it requires surgery


I have to split open the rib cage.
  

                                                                Break every bone.


It is the only way to get to the heart,



                                                 then you have to remove it


expose it,
                           
                                   it s~q~u~i~r~m~s as it is pumping.


It leaves a mess 
                                     

                       blood is spilled everywhere.


The bones heal
                           but
                                       you hear the sound of metal
                                                                                      on metal 


the gate shuts behind you.
                                                      
    
                                         There is a horrendous sound
                                    

it echoes in your skull,

                                     in your mind.

   
                                    There are sleepless nights.


There is a cost
    

                      a heavy cost. 


PASSION!
                          
                   If you want to speak to me,


after your punctuation is in place,


                            once your meter is formed perfectly,


                                                   I mean I don't mind.

            BUT! 

                  I want to see your heart,                        your love,


                                                       I want to see 


PASSION!


You say you know me, then address me by my name...

                                   
11~25~2014
Maurice Yvonne


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This Gypsy Soul

This gypsy soul is on the road It leaves castles far behind It abandons ghostly mist which sabotages the caravan of life It passes along the mountainside by golden hay fields where daises bloom by stream of waters which sweeps a withered rose towards the decayed lumber flume This gypsy soul is on the road from Edinburgh to Lochlomond against high winds,against the rain against aquatic monsters of pain This gypsy soul is on the road to the woodlands of your heart where I would camp inside your tent as our blissful thoughts impart This gypsy soul within myself and all the woman in me would wantingly await your fingertips to compose soft pastel fantasy The smell of early coffee then fills our empty cups The song of the cicada would echo in the shrubs And as the chimney smoke drift sideways in the breeze as warm dappled light filters through purple pansy leaves The pressing of my lips would leave their crimson mark below your sun- kissed cheek My arms would cling around your once a muscular physique We laze upon a hammock strung between two old oak trees I play on your guitar,my hundred melodies As the incandescent half moon rises above the dusky hue and orange paper lanterns float high in cobalt blue We'd chase the opalescent glow of a million firefly You'd be able to touch me before last embers die This gypsy soul is on the road in search to be set free Across bridges,on a journey your compass-my destiny.


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Touched by Your Flame

I watched them gather round
The warmth of your flame
Like campers at campfire time
Huddling close to you
Pushing and jostling
For the best place
I saw your warmth
Dancing off their faces
Small cinders escaping into the night
I followed the sparks drifting up
On the chilly breeze
Riding high…disappearing into the stars

I was cold
I was alone
On the edge
And yet…I dared not go near you
Though your light invited me
And I wanted so much to be warmed
By you
Yet….how could I find a place
By those encircling you
Watching the mesmerizing display 
Of your orange and yellow flames
There was no place
Among the gathering of....
The strong, the beautiful, the insistent
So, on the outskirts I stayed
Tears trickling down my cheeks
Cold
Alone…

I waited…I held back
Until they all left
One by one
Some bumping into me
Not even aware that I was alive
I waited until you had almost died out
No longer on display
But a warm glow of embers
Still orange and glowing with desire
And I approached
Shyly…
Longingly…
Needing to see you dance
For me….only for me
And I coaxed you
In my clumsy way
My fingers cold
My heart ablaze

Suddenly....you burst into flame
A pillar of fire
Miracle of love
For I had not added any kindling
But my little heart
And yet it seems you had waited
Knowing I would come
And my slightest touch
Made the flames spring to life
Voracious flames
Flames reaching the high heavens 
Your heat overpowering
Consuming
I almost threw myself into you
Wanting to reach the center
Of the heat and warmth
Of your beauty…

I spent the night
Out under the stars
Lying naked
Yet not cold
Naked
Yet not ashamed
Naked
Yet not shy
For your glow was my covering

I let myself be touched
Time and again
By licking fingers of fire
By the burning flames of your desire
For….ME!

For Gail's Contest
Touched by Your Flame
May 27, 2013


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HER SOFT CANAL



The powder of white sand holds her flesh close to his musk pelvis as she gasps with the murmured waves trembling on the coast of a fragrant mouth against a manly tongue, and they lay on hidden grass in an old Ipanema cove where rippling strokes fondle the east and north of her sylph-like curves: amidst the liquid Brazilian dusk, her flowing hair sinks from the lapping of crest in rhythmic grinds; tanned fingers exploring a soft canal of a nymph's heightened pleasure… by the sea- bend, he pulls her creamy thighs like a driftwood sailing afloat upon each quivered abandon while they melt under balmy trees… without the need to speak. Justin Border's Make Love To Me In That Ancient Place 11/23/2014


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The Wind

~~The Wind~~
            
           ---
Look into my eyes
Follow me into a world of ecstasy
There and only there
Will you find the peace to unwind
           ---

Beautiful brown eyes not blue
Shady lids, stunning  ocean view
Embracing every word 

Hear the wind whispers your name
Come with me
Drown with me
Into the abyss of loving rain
Embrace this moment as I draw you in with words
Release you with the warmth -------I was there

I Share--I take
I LOVE--I HATE
Into my arms
I am the charm
Around your neck
Around your wrist
Listen to the voice from my beating heart
It yearns
The freedom of touch
The freedom of speech. 
Of love, 
Of purity
Like the wind
I'll find my way
Into your heart
Arouse the cheerful energy
Of your insecurity and pen
Follow me into the sea
There we will fall into the deep
Build sand castles 
Around dreams of reality
Slip into my aura light 
Set to the rhythm of the oceanic night

Now, listen to the breeze
It's called out your name
It's only a matter of time----------------
You'll find yourself calling out...... mine

by; PD
Dedicated to all my loving friends & fans :-)


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A Cinderella Story

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“Simon, I have something to say unto you. There was a certain creditor

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Whom had two debtors. One owed five hundred denarii, and the other fifty.

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And when they had nothing with which to pay he freely forgave them both.

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Tell Me, therefore, which of them shall love him more?”

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Simon answered and said, “I suppose the one whom he forgave more.”

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He said to him, “You have rightly judged.” He then turned to the woman and  
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Said to Simon, “Do you see this woman? I entered your house, you gave Me

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No water for My feet, but she has washed my feet with her tears and wiped them

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With the hair of her head. You gave me no kiss, but this precious woman

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Has not ceased to kiss My feet since I came in. You did not anoint My head 

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With oil, but this priceless woman has anointed my feet with fragrant oil.

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Therefore I say unto you, her sins, which are many, are forgiven, for 

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She loved much. But to whom little is forgiven, the same loves little.”

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And He said to her, “Your sins are forgiven...Your faith has saved you. 

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Go in peace.” ~ “A Cinderella Story” ~


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Pulse

Inner conflict dissolves under your lunar eclipse
playing across my fingertips and lips 
tracing the hoodoo of your hips,
causing me to burn down into cinder-sticks
reborn as a Baton Rouge Phoenix
by the gravitational pull of Jupiter
orbiting in your eyes.

Rising above the ashes,
siphoning-off the swamp,
I collide in a slippery mudslide
of euphoria, until steam blows off
and only spring water remains
raining upon soil sprung apart
by the Trident of Hermes,
exposing for us naked iron
to place into a flame
dancing along liquid-skin language.

The extraction of you being the exception,
leaves behind a hole
to bury our fortresses of tragedy
grappling in our roots;
now broken-apart by our roots,
until the last crumbling stone 
sprouts into untainted sheaths -
rigid - yet willing to bend

with the mending currents
of change. Becoming cleaner within, 
hanging onto a truth to be found 
in the wholesome speck of dirt 
longing for my fingertips and lips
to feel the hoodoo in your hips;
a complementary dish of duality
alongside your whispers bleeding 
into the blood-waves of my heart
merging with your lunar pulse.






.


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Afterglow

Momentary lapses of shyness 
within pretentiousness the size of a non-la-hat 
offering shade from your sweltering Sun, 
confused the boy still residing beneath an exterior 
of brashness. A wooing of rose or lotus petals?
Did she not enjoy such frivolity? Wot of a bard
letting words slide through the air like silk,
for I didn't possess such romantic poetry.
____


No, I embarked upon a journey of false-heroism,
took a bullet, figured it to shape me into a man.
I showed off the wound, blood soaking through the bandages -
you seemed far from impressed by this display of stupidity.
Yet you played coy,
bending over, letting sunlight play through a thin summer dress,
highlighting inner thighs, lines arching up into a dome of dizzy-delirium
so sensual it almost appeared sinful.

At night you'd undress before a naked window,
letting shadows flirt across moonlit dew.
It was all I could do to keep eyes averted,
instead, living on dreams of unwrapping gifts
under the influence of feverish waves,
even though I never forgot to take quinine.

And after all the games, 
I had only to stay still long enough for you to complete another sketch,
take its lines, breathe together a new poem,
unleashing torrents of words into my ear.
A funny sort of unconventional, tactile courtship.
You wanted me to listen, to test my patience,
and once your head was emptied out,
heat arose from the bloom, enveloping me in soft petals,
vanquishing my fever, with a different feverish embrace.
Your eyes almost felled me with their complexities
of virginal innocence and a whorish lust. The thrusts,
lips and fingers, the blended push-pull of rhythm and wild abandon
caused me to lose myself long enough,
to find your soul drifting alongside my own,
amongst the stars that had always been shining.
Amongst the light already written before our birth.












June 2nd, 2012


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let sacred delirium flow

(in-between wakefulness and dreaming, in-between free verse and prose....it flows - I wouldn't trade it for candy-coated couplets, nor silky sonnets set in cities of gold, for my delirium is uninhibited, unhinged, freely flowing) delirious non-linear shutter-frames capture us over there, here now, before - a nuance, a taste on the tip of my tongue leading me towards need without a name nor face. Prying open other people to see if you were inside. Searching for a known desire with an unknown label, to find something never actually lost - to make it more palpable - closer. Crawling out of my skin, out of my skull, slinking through invisible trees, you appear: a jungle cat licking my mind - you always made love to my soul first, before enticing me with a liquid growl off-set by the pitter-patter of paws and purring. Your purr, your velvet purr rumbles for my submission. Willingly I accept the invitation of vulnerable humility bowing towards a fearless trust lush with a luminary borderless meshing, catching up to right now. - Right now - Your black-light curvaceous muscled trembling licks my mind, my body, my hands and mouth glide across your skin, testing the earth for stability. The tectonic plates of my belly quake resettle within your womb. Inside-outside, outside-inside a lotus-soul union, just as ancients had hinted, dissolving, letting you devour me, before I drink from your salty grail. Over-stimulation leads to an un-thinking deep rhythm, waves pushing out - in until the shoreline and tides become indistinguishable, a backdrop to a pace quickening. Outside-inside of you, you are outside-inside of me, there is no longer the need to fear unknowns, for the unknown guides us higher, guides us ever deeper, until even our release merges with the flow of ancient rippling rhythm. .


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Raspberry Kisses

Raspberry Kisses


Silent kisses throughout the air.
Just like the wild raspberry affair. 


Nowhere to know how,
Can they be found!
Now they are here,
Only to me you appear, 
Fragrantly simple and sweet,
From your head to your feet,

Melts-in-your-mouth, easy to eat!

With an imperceptible sharp overtone,
Your lip texture finer than a rose,
A kiss, so edible it carries its own light juicy moan.

Delicious, I want to own them with an unlimited supply. 
The greatest refined assortments, of every flavor of berry divine.
 
Delicately designed with a deep inner core,
"Cumulative kisses," wait to be explored. 
Small cascading pods, contain the best forever after taste.
Exceeding saliva fills the hollow root in my cavity base. 

Walking with kisses, which belong to the sun?
Your berry-fine sensation, lips of relaxation invade the method in my meditation.
The inner peace of you, lands in the most tranquil way.
My buds taste and hide this kissing quality; I won’t share nor display.

I desire this episode will full flavor ahead.
Transforming the imaginary form, from zero; till there is none. 
The perfect persuasive peck of all picks. 
Harvesting the ripest mental bliss only for my lips!

Berry-Mastery.
I belong to you.

by;PD


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Cougar and Young Meet

Captured by a young man with an old soul that's good to the 
  bone.
Her desires awaits patiently and yet fulfilled as he joins her at her 
  throne.
A mile away he can hear her voice whispering in his ears oh 
  soo Sofltly.
Saying, that her desires which are kept in secret need not come out, they ARE
  Costly.
Captured by a cougar with true beauty that has a predilection for young
  meat.
She quenches the thirst in his eyes by her presence, yet he gets sooo
  weak.
The right environment explodes to never ending imaginations and pure
  intimacy.
Constantly caressing, hugging, kissing and passion that turns into more
  creativity.
Their lips begin to speak a different language that's spoken oh sooo
  quietly.
She feels the muscles of his arms wrapped around her body sealed oh sooo
  tightly.
Unbreakable emotions results to stimulations that are non fictional, not planted, but up rooted, as she loves it Sooo Rightly.


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Slowly Turning Japanese

I think in Japanese,
write down my thoughts in English,
then twist it all back into sushi,
a tasty bite to eat.

My mind is origami
folding away thoughts into meditation,
only for thoughts to unfold again,
into a crisp sheet of bright city lights.

I love you big much,
love you big time,
the way you giggle nervously.
Titter-titter,
"Tee-hee-hee!"
Must be amazing to find everything so funny.

Big city, sake sunset,
karaoke moon rises 
over a robotic, neon inception.
-transmutation-
Transformer, transformer,
autobotic-neurotic Bumblebee
comes to the aid of Samurai Prime.
"Autobots, transform!!"

Bored of the bright lights?
Weary of the gaijin
doing photo-photo,
snappy-happy,
always looking for a sweet sakura panpan?
Then take a leisurely stroll up to Hokkaido,
less sucky-sucky there,
lots of bow-down-real-low-austerity
alongside the 108 gongs-a-bonging -
chant a few prayers,
speak with the sacred cedars,
take a dip in the hot springs
with some smiling monkeys,
and watch the gently falling snow together.

Nippon, you offer everything.
Can eat 20 times a day without gaining a single pound.
Always room for more.
Can't get enough of miso,
chanko nabe, shabu-shabu,
gyozo, okonomiyaki -
coming up for air,
so I don't drown in my saliva.

I refuse to look back,
refuse to go back to the boredom
of white picket fences and empty dreams.
I am going to stay here forever.
I love you big much,
love you big time,
totemo ureshii da.




March 1st, 2012


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Night Visions

In the heat-throb of summer you'd come to me,
drifting in on the fragrance of June and July.
Beneath the flower-wreathed window, in lunar lambency,

the warm sandalwood wind tonguing my sweat-slicked skin,
passion's perfume seeped through pores,
love's heavy scent dried on my thighs.

You vanished in autumn - a rasp of dry leaves.
Now you appear in slivers of streetlight, muted in moonlight;
the sour yellow rind of a thin moon, gone bitter.


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STAY WITH ME

STAY  WITH ME 

Stay with me, hold my hands so tight.
Stay with me, I need you here by my side.
Stay with me, until the clouds get dark.
Stay with me, I'll take you somewhere we can hide.

Stay with me, you are the only one I want.
Your breath,your smell that make me high.
Stay with me, I want this room to burn on fire.
I'll let you win this broken heart if you'll stay with me ,tonight.

Stay with me, I need you here by my side.
Stay with me then hold my hands,'til clouds get dark.
Stay with me, there's somewhere else that we can hide.
Stay with me, I'm begging for a one night stand.

This life isn't be this way before,
When I met you, I broke the rules.
I became free and saw the light.
So please stay with me ,tonight!

Stay with me, the time is short.
You'll be gone soon in open door.
Stay with me until my eyes were closed.
So I can save the memories when you stay with me, tonight.



written: 4/30/2014


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At the Gate of Dreamland

I know you are there
On the other side
Waiting anxiously for me
There at Dreamland’s Gate
So I close my eyes tight
To hurry myself to you
Hoping sleep comes quickly
To carry me to your arms
Which are reaching through the portals…
Ready, anxious, longing
To envelope me
And whisk me away
To places that are forbidden to us
On this side…
Distance
Commitments
Obligations
Keep us apart
And so we rendezvous
In enchanted Dreamland!

There…I see you!
And I run into your arms
And I feel the warmth of your breath
On my neck
And the strength of your arms
Around me
And I hear your voice
Whispering in my ear…
“I thought you’d never come!”

And I let you lead me
Through the flower strewn pathways
The profusion of vibrant colors
Are dizzying in their beauty
Their fragrance heady
You hurry me on
To a secluded spot
Beside a murmuring stream
An enclosed garden
Hemmed in by weeping willows trees
Their branches- the curtains that you sweep aside
As you carry me in
And lay me down on the bed of love
You’ve prepared
I gasp for breath
As I realize for the past moments
I’ve been holding it all in
Afraid I’ll awaken!

I look up at you
Drinking in your beauty
I caress your face, my fingers
Running along your full lips
As my body
Slowly melts
At hearing your pledge of love
Flowing like the voice of the stream 
Promising that you’ve forsaken all others
And I’m the only one
THE ONLY ONE…
Who makes you feel truly alive
Who makes your heart beat quicken
And ignites the fire in your soul
I try to speak
But I’m silenced by your kiss
Tender…
Sweet…
A questioning kiss
And so my lips speak to you
In a language my voice cannot
“You’re the ONE! Take me…here now…
Take me…do with me what you please…
Do all that as young lovers we were
Deprived of doing because they tore us apart! 
Here…now…my love, make up for lost time
I’m yours!”
You pull away and look into my eyes
Wanting to be absolutely sure
Satisfied by what you see
You start to undress me
To claim me
You do with me what you please
With no living soul to hear
I cry out your name in throes of ecstasy
Again and again
Till I am spent…

You run your hands through
My damp hair
Waiting for me 
To resurface
My eyes flutter open to see
Your smile of victory
Of possession
Of love realized…finally!
And I smile, contentedly…
Knowing….
That though you will never be mine, 
We are in a place that no one can invade
This place is ours
On the other side of Dreamland’s Gate
Is our secret meeting place 
Ours…
Now and forever
Every time
I close my eyes!


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Tea For Two

I love to watch the tilt of your tender-tipped fingers
cupping the teacup's rounded heat,
the way you would gently cup my breasts,

your hands coiled lovingly around their warmth.
The roil of boiling water, the fluid swirl
of aromatic amber flowing over delicate flowers

as spiralling steam scents the room sensual,
rose-redolent and perfumed with jasmine flowers.
Lustrous light turns the day liquid: our private gilded hour.

Lemon sunlight slivers sharpen our eyes to each other.
Your fingers move with practised, deft fluidity,
absently caressing the chintzy china;

the air heavy with heady scents of the orient,
a tingling-brisk kiss of bergamot upon your lips.
I watch you lingering, filtering the fragrant leaves,

your fingers frisking the fragile porcelain,
florid and swelling with heat;
your lips dipping to sip sugared gold.


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Once More



As the evening crept in
whisper of pines unfolded slowly another story,
every single instant seemed one decade;
unknown stars above blinking endlessly,
hand in hand ,our hearts unbridled themselves
and then escaped somewhere into darkness,
old moon unveiled the amazing mountains
every tree inundated by oozing silver;
under this autumn sky
enchanted by immense beauty
our speechless,unbounded moments
as four eyes met in love once more;
unabated passion about to explode moment
into fragments of pleasure
unlimited,boundless and never ending;
we inhaled fragrance of love
unfurling like a rose every second,
I thought of the universe for a moment
even though it seemed oblivion to us.

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For David's VOW/CON contest 

Contest Rules:1 original, poem on the theme of any theme 19 lines no more or less. 

your poem starts with a vowel then a consonant and keep all of your vowels in alphabetical order, so the pattern will be A con E con I con O con U con A con E con I con O con U and so-on until the last word ends in the vowel 'U' .

Please use more than two or three words per line...


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Hermaphrodite - Part II


My thoughts are filled with the Hermaphrodite,
of the woman breaking through the surface of my skin.
I cup a vulva where there should be instead, a pen.is -
laugh aloud because I feel whole.

You ask why I am laughing, 
but you do so with your own laughter.
Your voice startles me awake,
its echo whispers along my spine.

Disorientation                        leads to clarity.

I look around, it feels like home.
Pixies shine in my eyes.
Right now you are a Pixie
             in my eyes,
a paradoxical puzzle that makes you all the more beautiful.
You have always been there,
so intertwined, I only had an illusion of being alone.

IT/You/I/We, say:

"I have been your Mother, you have been my Father,
Sister, Brother, Child, Lover."


II.

I want to make love to you
on exponential levels.
Here                finally,
I swallow the truth of always having wanted to.
You tell me that we already are,
possibly a bit differently than expected.

"In my sleep?"

"No, ancient boy, young boy."

I feel slighted for a fraction of a moment,
but the woman re-surfaces within.

You penetrate me,
using my own body to fill me/your body.
Waves. Pulsating, flowing currents.

How can I be feeling both?

We are between two Mirrors                deep beneath the Sea.
Do I dare look? Of course.
I see our reflection through your eyes -
you are using my body to make love to me/your body,
my belly is an earthquake.
There are smaller images of us rebounding between the Mirrors,
hypnotizing me, leading me deeper into reflections,
until I am only a grain of sand.

You take me in. You are an Oyster,
molding me into a Pearl,
even though you were born a Pearl. 


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Hermaphrodite - Part III


?Just a stutter-step, and I over-think it?

I ask you how are we breathing underwater?
The question is the shadow of a nightmare
appearing as an Octopus -
its tentacles wrap around us,
dragging us towards the edge of an abyss.

I tear open my rib-cage,
I am fever, high-temperature fever,
licking the Octopus with the tongues of my heat.
It lets go, retreats into a crevice.
You are swallowing water with the fear in your eyes.
I shouldn't have asked that specific question -
brought it into existence.

I kiss you, push breath into your lungs.

Upon seeing figure-eights wash away your doubt,
I am now suddenly breathless.
You give me back breath to breathe,
offering us strength to breach the surface.

The Ocean is Sky; Sky is the Ocean,
Night is Day; Day is Night.
?Is this flying, or walking upside-down. Sideways?

"Look down there, can you see the Evergreen tree?" I ask.

You say nothing. Just breathe. The fear is gone from your eyes.

I close my eyes, open my eyes, 
close my eyes, open my eyes.
There is no difference, a shutter-frame of eternal passages.
We have done this before                             somehow,
flown through the doors of deja vu.

"The tree doesn't need to be sacrificed into paper.
But, if cut down, at least spread its seeds."

Why did I say that? It felt so natural.

Waves. Surging, vibrating waves.
Now, it is flesh for feeling,
breath on breath,
an elevation of sheer simplicity within sweat.
I can barely contain myself,
but when I do, again, my belly becomes an earthquake,
unleashing seismic waves
from the centre of my core....

Hermaphrodite
_____________________


Even though you already appear to be sleeping,
I feel you awake inside,
but so calm                       peaceful.

We breathe, exhale, inhale,
your body gently pushes against my chest and belly....

....before I fall asleep,
I spy the Cardinal hopping along the branch of an Evergreen tree




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In the Soft Veil of the Night

The perfection of your lips, they leave me not..
I have traced them a thousand times..
With closed eyes, my empty hands have caressed the curves of your silken shore..
I have lost self within the dark pools of your haunting eyes..
Want fills the vessel of I..
Your scent, that sweet fragrance of desire, filling my mind in fever..
On tongue tip simmers your nectar, fulfilling..
Two breaths as one, our bodies the same..
Wetness and warmth, swallowing stone...
I have drowned within you..
Your soft petals covering..
Drawing forth the rising of man..
Wrapped in your hunger..
I am afloat, in the soft veil of the night....TAH


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These ribbons I tie as you leave

Blue – 
for your arm wrapped around
my clavicle. I thought
I would loose my breath.

Red – 
for the cusp of our hip bones
struggling to pull the drunken color
from our orange cheeks.
and our sweat, our sweat, our sweat
evaporating 
in the drenched summer air.
Our pants futile afterthoughts
Left crumpled on the floor
It is here I asked for your respect
And you filled me with it.


Orange – 
for the musk smell of our blanket den. I would watch the way dawn light
speckled your shoulders, pale, white-blue
Iridium. 
I would trace the ink
of your skin, fingertip hovering a half inch
from your bone. 

Green – 
for how my name would hesitate
on your breath in brief puffs 
like dandelion seeds blown from 
My wistful lips when I was 
eleven 
waiting for them to bring back my wish.

Black – 
for my sleeveless dress, as we strolled from 
your father’s funeral.  

It was the only time I watched you cry.

There were little holes in the cement sidewalk.
They filled with rain, oil
And your tears.
I watched your face change through 
their watery colored reflections.


Pink – 
for the way your skin repels from my 
Touch, quivers as though my finger- 
print were a red hot poker.
You haven’t allowed me to touch you
In a year.

Purple – 
for the color of her font, as she responds to you. It is an eager
Color. She responds with all the passion of an Eskimo kiss. 

You left her waitng..always.

I have been special to you,
she replies to your
overtures.

Her letters 
Who blush
like a maid
Who’s felt the hot moist
whisper of something naughty
tickle against her ear lobe.

White – 
for the way your eyes punch accusations
sharper then your razor tongue.

They spit 
blue crackled lightening,
like an angry alley cat.

My words cannot reach you here.
You will leave.

We will divide our booty

Words that once held my name like a piece
Of carefully folded origami
now hiss cold 
devoid like the plaster of our empty room.

Grey- 
for the morning 
now knocking on my window.

I am livid in my withdrawal, tossing and turning
I can find no comfort
in
the tangle of these vacant sheets. 




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A Love Story

The girl is an ultra-modern scholar, 
Belongs with an upper-middle class family. 
Looking very nice, smart, gets angry suddenly. 
She reads M.A in English at Presidency University. 
She is assimilating to the ideas of Shakespeare, 
Shelley, Keats, Neruda, Byron...
Fluently speaks English, loves cricket. 
Shoulders are shaken by expression.
She cries alone, laughs with everyone....

The girl is very good.

The boy is a post-modern educated son of a lower-middle class family.
He studies M.A in Bengali at Calcutta University.
He is assimilating to the routes of Vaishnab literature,
Ideas of Bharatchandra, Rabindranath Tagore, Nazrul, Jibanananda...
Writes poems, sings song, loves football.
He walks on the high-street and observes people.
He laughs alone, listens to everyone...

The boy is very good.


They are attracted by the opposite personality!
The  girl wants that her lover will be a modern man.
The boy thinks that his lover will become as the mind of his. 
 
They are changing silently
Losing individuality.

Time flows.
Love goes to another address... 

SANDIP GOSWAMI, INDIA


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living a creative life

(this is not a comment on gun rights in U.S.A. I am from Canada where we do not face the same challenges. rather i seek to speak to the creative mind. the search for the peace in our hearts. the gun is not literal but represents the violent soul. i hope i have not offended anyone.) 


almost everything that wraps the bone structure of the hands is responsible for its sense of touch touch, the neck of a guitar a lover’s hair via a pen through and to the end of a paint brush our sensitive our creative side flows through our hands the first time i held a gun my skin melted off than the tendons muscles veins arteries followed fell off the bone stripped to its empty frame i held the gun with a raw naked bone pulled the trigger with a cold dead hand i never held a gun again the flesh grew back in peace and love my creative voice is alive again travels easily through my brand new hands


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You're my lady, made for me

You're my lady, made for me!

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I swear to you there could never ever be!

In this whole world, as far as I could see!

Someone else who could be my soul-mate!

Except you, most precious gift of my fate!

Before we even met, I had known you forever!

Since times began, we had been apart never!

From nothing, you changed me to everything!

My queen of hearts, just with you I am a king!

You are my world, you're the love of my life!

You are my sweetheart, O my prettiest wife!

Let me yet once more get down on my knee!

To say you are my lady, who is made for me! 

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Beauty in my Palm

You are the wild flower in my palm
With no stem to keep you anchored to this covetous earth
You are the fragile thing I dare not cup,
As your petals whittle away under the wind
And flit unfettered in the air;
Exaggerated fear leaves my fingers numb
Hungry need leaves my fingers twitching
And my hand is paralyzed by turmoil
As every breath of wind takes another petal from me
And brings to my lungs, my chest and my heart
An overwhelming scent of need-

You are the wild beauty in my palm
And I dare not hold you to my chest
For I fear to crush you
To know first hand
That caged beauty, is beauty no more.


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The Maiden of My Love

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Gliding joyfully through pleasures dens place; adorned afresh in her lovely bareness

Natures sweet child; the lady of my dreams this woman that, I adore; such purity 

Lying afore the fireshearth parting, her long silkened legs; she always knows...

Softly with a smile and her breast, rising amid this familiar desire; her beauty ~

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...“The Maiden, of My Love” *


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When Poets Make Love

My dear poet- 
I am forever grateful to you
For allowing my body
To be your page 

Letting your words 
Ascend on my temple
And descend 
On my feet

How long will I thank God 
For giving me you
As our passionate and artistic sessions
Gracefully formed poetry in motion

Lord knows 
My body yearned 
And needed the eloquence 
Your poetry provided 

Our poetry combined 
Gave birth to volcanic verses 
And flood-like rushes 
Of the most liberated conversation

My poet laureate
Thank you for allowing 
Your art to transcend 
Into poetic actions

Your ability to allow 
Your love to flow 
Like a pen on paper
Amazes me

When poets make love 
Sacred books 
Unlock their meanings 
And the majestic powers of words 
Fill the universe 
With marvelous expressions 

Our collaborated efforts 
Awakened the most powerful of poets 
Who long ago fell asleep
Happily summoned with the stars 
To congratulate our poetic bliss 

When we made love 
Our poetry was forever 
Imprinted in the hearts 
of all poets 
past, present, and yet to come


-Written and dedicated to a very dear poet (R.C.) 

© Monique McDowell 2008  All rights Reserved


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The Silver Swan

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Palatial; zephyrs spring tide winds gently blowing in... 

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Greeting the dawning of elegant twilights, sweet farewell 

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As colourful banners sway amid its summer breeze kiss ~ 

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A chorus lines reflection; gazing atop the golden pristine pond  

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Lovely ballerina's pirouetting about its perfect waters

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Preparing to grace poetics mirrored stage; her sunsets encore...

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...“The Silver Swan” *


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How I Miss You

I miss you 
With every longing breath
That pants in sweet silence.
With every insatiable spark 
that ignites my being
And with infinite tears of all my life
That glides down the empty spaces
Of my mournful soul.

For each lifeless day 
Seems like a thousand years
Of wondering hopelessly
Endlessly
Helplessly
On this cruel world
Without your tender kiss
That thaws the frost within my heart.

As the winds hold the last
Sweet myrrh of your lingering scent
That sates not this deep hunger
Crawling in my bones for you
Amongst the fragrant scarf
Of tomorrow's promise 
That you left behind
Imprinted indelibly
On the script of my heart. 

Each star becomes a diamond
Leading to your eyes
Each lilac wave draws a melody 
That inks my heart
With a memory of your love.
Life and breath has lost its meaning
Days are the footsteps to eternal silence
That invades me in shivers of night.
Amongst the mist of mortal pain
I've made my grave of sorrows
On every flowering field
That reminds me of your absent smile
Dawning warmly in my eyes
With a sweet descent 
That only heaven makes.

I cast a thousand tears 
In a silver bottle
On the wavering seas
That it would find you
Because I die! I die! I die!
Endlessly,
Hopelessly, 
Eternally
In your absence
Because my dear beloved
I miss you....


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Time Out

Make no haste,
your work is restless.

Aeon give me pause--
no more ticking
gears grinding
ever towards the
lonely end.

Live the now.
Even Death took
a holiday,
veering briefly from an
eternity of reaping
solitude.

Take your time
on earth and
mingle--
overindulge in
reverie.
Rest assured,
oblivion can
wait.


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Moistened Lips of Love

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Moistened sensations within the wetness, of her tingling tongue

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Swirling euphoric kisses upon my breast, tamed by her love...

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Set aflame as she bites their firmness ever so gently; sensual feeding ~

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Pleasures as I quiver aneath her softened fingers velvet touch

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Caressing these dreams within my melting marshmellow thighs

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Dew, upon her tender tracing tips; the petals, of her bloom...

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Silkened treasures as she journeys through my warm beating heart 

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Crimsons rose, falling deeper into her love; her cherry lips, tasting my own ~ 

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...“Moistened Lips of Love” *


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Kite Flying - Test

Kiss me,  I want to lift you skirt flying
Inside my heart like the wind
To dance on clouds of joy my kite
Embracing time, to hold you in my arms and spin

Festively playing in the clouds
Long lines of passion I can feel
Yearning against my string
Intermittingly fawning as you bow
Naked to the throb of wind
Garrulous like a lover moaninng

The scintillated light.
Etched upon the sweat shining
Silver shafts of ribs
Tensed in every fibre and nerve of being
               ...
I want to press my lips 
Upon your cheeks, prettier than confetti paper
And let the golden sunlight drips
Chocolate of satisfaction on my tongue
Because I made a kite like this

Then to breathe your fragrance 
Falling free
From every jasmine of your limb
Where the lissome bamboos hold firm
The quivering of my string

And when the wind exhausted
Make you loop and dip
Before suppliant eyes
To cash that boyhood zeal again
And run until you rise

Or shortening your leash
Bring you in
To closer dazzle my eyes
And let your string between my fingers fall
A ravished and splendid bride

I want to make you feel secure again
Your flying strained against my faith
Buoyed by the comfort of my love
For you the only joy that fills my eye
In the huff and blow of time

I want to lift you like the wind
And with you all my affections fly
To shout in glee from my little hill
Below unlettered clouds in pride
My kite alone to fly.


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A Kiss

As you and I swim the same ocean 
I swim the vastness of it in search of you
 
There are no boundaries to what we can do 
If I love you and you love me

The hidden shores are awaiting us  
let us go then to paradise 

You bring me in like a love struck  dove 
sitting on her perch 

You have put a light in my heart that I 
never thought was possible 

Your love unwinds me like a ball of yarn
as we lay together as one soul

The love I have inside is just for you alone 
as I feel the softness of your words 

Your warmth fills my aching soul
I dream of your lips on mine 

I had a dream that we shared a kiss once 
It was a kiss that lasted forever


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Immortal Adoration

pure…pristine…unblemished
the strength of this love could make angels cry
bowing low and closing their wings
                                  (in reverence)
 because its too powerful to face 
those mesmerizing eyes of adulation

to capture it and kiss its sensuous lips 
impossible (illusive as it navigates rare skies)
for it is wild and tossed with the hues 
of rainbow streams and flies with the eagles
untamed up where hawks carry dreams

up above us mere humans 
beyond our reach it flourishes….
(coals of fire raging into the night)
riding wind and gathers up rain
and collects sunshine in its perfect skin
soaring free and flowing fiercely 
feral and tempestuous 
it is the definition of eternity

 there could be no comparison
Romeo and Juliet could not compete
and it will go down in history
unrivaled….shouted in the streets
rooftops will hear of this love

pure…pristine…unblemished
the strength of this love could make angels cry
bowing low and closing their wings
                                    (in reverence)
because its too powerful to face 
those mesmerizing eyes of adulation


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Wistful Aging

Age gracefully…that’s what I’ll do
Going to ignore the lines, how about you?
Inner beauty is what really counts
I happen to love my drooping mounts

Absolutely no Botox or fillers for me
Another varicose vein, Yipee
I’ll learn to love myself, no matter what
I will forever have my untucked gut

Graceful and elegant, that’s what I am
I will tell those cosmetic companies to scram
Lip plumping or lipo…no darn way!
And as for my hair…I will let it go gray

Facelifts are for the weak, you know
I happen to adore the feet of the crow
I’ll snub my reflection, chuckling a little at me…
For shunning pricey moisturizers provides me with glee 

I don’t need any convertible or flashy car
My beauty shines really brightly, from afar 
Who cares about the rolls, seeming to multiply each day?
No staples for me, I don’t care what I weigh

Dark circles make my eyes look cute
And those saddlebags are really a hoot
Juvederm and Radiance ….what a waste
On this mug, parentheses DO have a place

Lasik-I sincerely think not
That bifocal look is certainly hot
A new boytoy-There will be none of that
Though I’m sure he’d dig my charming back fat

The bell, oh no, I don’t mean to be crass
I guess I dozed off in Algebra Class
I must have been close to 40 in that frightful dream
And I was just about to let off a really loud scream

Nevertheless, my dear friends, I do so solemnly vow
To go off and age gracefully…at least for now
That's right...no need for the third degree
I promise to not get my first brow lift…until I’m at least 23


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Ribcage

Split apart your ribcage,
Open up the corridor, and let me come in
Uneasiness instantly strikes through me
Let me sway away...
Let me flutter away...
Like a butterfly out of its cocoon 
I'm trapped!Let me depart

Split apart your ribcage,
Unwrap me, let me go!
Believe me...reflect on me
Let me sway away...flutter away
Let us both seek the sun,
So we can grow together once more


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Wood and Nails


After planking some wood,
I carried it across the yard,
two boards at a time upon my shoulders.

When I finished erecting the stack of wood,
she offered a refreshing sip from her cup
and nailed me harder than Jesus had been.

(the irony of the wood and nails didn't escape me)

I figure this to be a great tradition to uphold 
during the Easter holidays:

the wood and nails,
the resurr.erection,
riding a divine ascension into heaven
upon her thighs.


And on the third day
he rose again 

and again.






03.22.2013



*This is referring to the hybridization of Easter as decreed by Constantine,
and the pre-existing Ishtar celebration of sex and fertility.
Ishtar is the root-origin of the word: Easter.

If you were to ask me, I'd say that Constantine attempted ruining a good thing.
It is one of my many life goals to help resurrect feel-good Pagan celebrations such 
as the Ishtar Spring Festivities.

If one has a willing lover, this celebration is easy to partake in,
and can be most pleasurable: simply plank some wood and start nailing.
A sustained rhythm is highly advisable when engaging in a good session of nailing. 



Happy Ishtar/Easter Holy Days!



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A Seagull's Plight

a resilient soul
hoists his drooping wings
dreary but dreamy
soars far
so high
he keeps on searching for his illusive dreams
regardless of the storm and height of mountains
goes through miles away
in his equanimity
straight with vision of sunrays
on  plight are failures
not too bad
tries again
the mighty swords in his heart
so much patience and love help him to survive
in every  vicissitude and kinks of his life
oftentimes
we  can get the melody of what we want
if we  allow the cacophonies to come



Dec. 5, 2012

Form: Suzette Prime

First Place
Contest: Suzette Prime: Prime Numbers and Philosophy
Judged: 12/14/2012
Poet Sponsor: Suzette Crous


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a constant flyer: my flight, my fancy

~(my love, eye threw punctuation to the wind)~ sneakily you feign sleep as eye slip outside into a storm magenta torn apart by steel gray saws and hammerings eye laugh out loud at the thunder (a quickening) pounding in my body it fills me erasing stupidity pushing out trash bottled up within a chance to let go of the grounded soil in my bones spinning 'round in rain my heart stops momentarily captured by the painful beauty of your face watching me from the porch - "eye thought you were sleeping" - shadows dance across your face as lightning arcs you smile with just a twinge of melancholy dripping warping the consistency and after all these years eye finally realize how you are a grounding wire keeping me tethered to earth (a maddened kite) as eye ride the electricity a constant flyer my flight my fancy you've always had the burden upon your shoulders of making sure eye come back down come back home come back inside myself again +/-


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a pair of Brown Eyes

it comes in rapid progression
parting reality with subtle lisps.	 brown eyes
a forest floor of fern
   ever changing with the seasons
	         (a smile, a smirk)

preying hands collapsing 
across sable skin too soft to wear.  	desire
wanting nothing more than 
a moment prescribed as birds fly northeast
	         ( a touch as noticeable)

just a sidewalk untraveled.	saturated
by the wishful wisp of morning
softness of dew fingertips, thrust of a pulse
wanting nothing more than to be inhaled
	        (breath chasing the calm)

sensation measuring the lazy waltz
of the second hand, 
time calculating reflections.	frozen
      in the simplest seldom fleeting look
	       (walking while talking)

our embrace mimic the trees 
arm in arm--stride in stride 
you have become myself.	scent 
of winter chanting a glance mirrored by deflection
	      (welcome the bundle of fire)

twisting our words imitating sounds
nearby vultures at a feast. 		carnivores
circling our mouths with no purpose
wanting to say what we know
	     (speechless sleep)

awkward postures resembling
Greek gods bathing in spilled nectar.	measurement 
of mathematical equations
     melding together thoughts through 
                    (a passing glimpse)


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THIRSTY SEA (Slightly Mature Content)

the indelible scent of ecstasy filled their auras
with the fragrance of lovemaking spent and
aroused passion anxious to be tasted then
devoured…skin forged on skin…a magical collaboration
of need satisfying need…moments when love
takes you far beyond reality…no limits…
no borders…nothing refused… your physical surrender
a mere formality as flesh seeks flesh…
frolicking taste-buds unlocking rivers of dreams whose
surge simply washes away the pain of loveless
droughts past …in a heartbeat forever forgotten

all resistance simply ripped away as
flame licks ice as if it were candy… mouths drawn to loins
scented by eucalyptus that once inhaled becomes
unforgettable and forevermore addictive as
the taste of warm summer honey cloaks the soul

the strength of passion is found in its gentleness
the luxury of being touched so deeply…so intimately
your soul is turned inside out…eager to respond
the relentless tongue victoriously plays hide and seek
as a master…once found you beg for the mercy of more
you are never the same again…ever…as if a thirsty
sea lay within your soul and its tide is forever restless
paradise found …over and over…emptiness abandoned
as if a decree by the gods of love…two scents becoming
one..the air you breathe forever shared…the promise of
forever scratched on your skin as if you were a trophy

Irish  ST PADDY'S DAY 2010


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Hard Wet Quick Sex

-------------------------------Hard Wet Quick Sex-------------------------------------

  Silver shadow eyes
legs twin tower 
thin
nylon caress
then bend.

Taste red 
see, 
breathe what rests between 
fresh bouquet 
lust
plus a little rough within
testing him
by way of thighs.

Immoral moment here, 
ripping kissing
one hundred fifteen degrees
S.I.N.
bent knees 
print panties pulled to the side
stretched.

Wet sex
heartbeat overdrive...
double climax
sticky
never felt more alive. , 



****Towel Please...


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Red is the colour of passion

Me a colored blind dreamer
My other senses honed
You ask
What can I know about color
I am told red is the color of passion
I feel the heat 
Between us
I smell the rose in your long black hair
The feel of the red silk nightie I remove from your body
Beneath is your browned skin 
smooth and luxurious
I see it with my hands
I travel to pink with my tongue
Separate your lips
Taste the essence of you
I see the blue of my eyes in your smile
As I swim in your ocean
You who knows every part of me
Yellow is the brightness of your soul
You light my spirit
Permeating all my dark corners
You are the color of all my dreams
My rainbow and pot of gold
I am satisfied
Yet I have no desire to leave your embrace
I see and feel all your colors
Satisfy me again
Let me hear the sound of our colors combined



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The touch of me

Feel me,an emotion deep inside your heart,a wild white simple daisy,
reincarnated in a soft crimson rose,a scarlet heart of velvet petals,
birthed in embroided silk of mystique passion.A bacchus of wine
filled with perfumed aroma,filled with fragrant thoughts of you.
Feel me,as I come in your night,a soft gentle wind,through your window,
caressing your face,kissing your cheeks,breezin you in sweet dreams,
to a forest,by the lake,there we lie down,on a mattress of golden leaves.
Feel me,as we go for this  ride on the open wings of love and fantasies.
Feel me close to you,as  Iget lost in you and you get lost in me,
as you taste the nectar of  my cherry red lips,as we kiss,a moist wet kiss.
Feel me, in the fresh liquid raindrops,cleansing your worries and troubles away,
as I pat your back,as we talk,as I listen and understand,as we walk, and giggle
in the park,on a wooden bench,under yesterday's fireflies'lanternes. 
Feel me as we lie on the sand,gazing in each other's warm eyes,
cheered by the tamed silver waves,watching a universe of of stars,
hugging under the ebony black sky.Feel me,as I dip my brush in finest oils,
and paint a path of colored rainbows,a path where we can find each others arms.
a path where we can dream,where we can live and love,where we will never
be apart again.Feel me a candle burning in never ending flames of passion,
a lady,so deeply in love with you.Can you feel me?Can you  Feel the touch of me?


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The Passion Of Christ

Yes, it was real, it seared like desert sand;
I sensed a scorching sandstorm stirring:
warm winds whipping, hot cinders blowing in.
And you were there; compassion shining
in eyes that could read me,
a smile that could still a thrown stone.
Hostile tongues flung names at me like stones -
whore, slut, harlot.
When we met I was slinky-silken in scarlet;
your eyes, your smile, unpicked my harlot.
You loved the sinner in me,
embraced my human frailty.

Oh Lord, my lover,
how many times did my tears anoint you
as molten beads of your sweat anointed me?
I bent low at your feet, lowly,
like a fig tree bending to earth.
Was it tears or spheres of perfumed oil
that fell? I couldn't tell,
but I caressed away your cares,
wrapped you in silk spools of my hair.

Your memory is fire.
Your skin was desert,
burning bronze, scourged and scoured
by scalding winds of the puritanical,
yet thirsting for sensuality's oasis;
raindrop touches of my fingertips.
Liquid love poured from every pore
like aromatic oil.

I loved the man as they loved the myth.
And I could love you only like this:
pulsing in my arms with a human pulse,
incandescent with the zeal of my kiss.

Hot winds brought on hard heat.
Our final hours together were shifting sands
sifting through an hourglass, funnelling away.
But even as they drove each nail in
I felt the hot shuddering within,
knew that this was your release
from mortal flesh and sin.

Three days, three nights,
weeping at the womb of your tomb.
And now they find you risen, but I recall you risen
in my hands, your mouth pressed to mine.

So desert becomes oasis; arid earth
softening to the green of rebirth,
and I am a seed of love about to break,
my belly stippled, and rippling with our child.


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My Secret

Each night
i put my hands together 
confessing the days mistakes
and to wipe the slate clean
its by my faith you say im forgiven
but still...
i continue to be a sinning machine

I keep you locked up deep inside
hidden
so i dont give myself away
to blend in
i hide you from everyone i know
they have no clue i pray
but why am i afraid to show my true self
forced into playing their games
is it because of the ridicule that would follow
would they even call me names?

its amazing
the transformation that takes hold
when my sinners "gameface" goes on
the lying and profanity gently flows
from the river of my mouth
but deep down
it's really just a con
i try hard to do and say the right things
so you wont be disapointed in me
but its so difficult for me to say " Darn-it "
rather than another word i could pick
from my vocabulary!
 
but thats what makes you all loving and true
you understand that we are not without sin
your love for mankind has always been there
we just have to let you in

Each night
i put my hands together
and ask for the courage
to unlock you
from a place deep within
each night




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Hold Back The Sun

The curtains riffled by a breeze, intrudes upon the solitude ....Please, let us warn them, if we must, to restrain the hour once again, for we intrust to weave this time to be our sacred interlude So, a dawning sun lays softly still, resting on the golden hills softer than a white moth's wing, ... sifting light upon the sill Your hands are guided by the dawn... no use pretending we will rise, to view the morning sun... Or that we choose this time to sleep for, less than that, which claims the heart,... comes wild with strokes of fondled touch the essence, of ecstatic love, ... as old as time itself And as for now, ...desire's plea, demands the trace upon my face, while other needs will beckon thee to trace thy fingers eagerly, .... across my bone and flesh I beg of thee, suspend all time, ...with nothing spared content to hold our secret nest, ...against the dawn of time Caressed, by daylight on the crest a fading moon, will find retreat as the sun delays, without defeat,... where it remains, in compromise Your whispered breath, upon my ear will halt the sun, from coming near, ... until we fill our love complete... ..... and then it will arrive
____________________________________________________________________ For Nette Onclaud's Contest: "Softly Sensual" By Carrie Richards ... 8/24/13


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'Exploring the Shadows'


as he enters he switches 
off the lights 

particles of light peep 
through the blinds
the air filled with tension 
we haven't been here in this 
space in what seem like ages 

the smell of flowers so 
overpowering 
I shield myself from his gaze 
his hands move over my face 
he gently kiss my nose, 
slowly moving to my forehead

the ease in which he does it 
calms me
serene in preparation
as he expertly yet gently 
awake all those senses 

which lay dormant

the moment is now
it is just the two of us 
while we explore - 
flirt with the senses

the shadow moves over our 
naked bodies

©011220111440


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Let Me Lead You, My Love

Take my hand and let me lead you
Let your strong hand be pliant 
In my soft and tiny one
Let me lead you

Enjoy the journey
Knowing my heart is a true compass
The map to my hidden treasure clear
Be trusting as a child
I will protect your heart from all harms
Darling, let me lead

My steps are sure and light
We soon break upon the sight
An enclosed bit of paradise
Beside the bubbling brook of my dreams
Is a sheltered nook 
I lead you to lie down
And rest your head in my pillowy lap

My hand caresses your face
My lips plant little kisses on your forehead
And murmur sweet nothings in your ear
I feel your body relax
As I sing my love songs to you
Under the weeping willow tree
Of my fantasy world

I let you sleep
Knowing you need rest
Before you can experience
All I have in store for you
And while you’re away from me
In your enchanted “dream within a dream”
I let the wind teach me the art of caressing
The sun how to warm a body
The stream how to flow with pleasure
The flowers how to give nectar sweet
And the clouds how to tease
I learn while you sleep

You start to stir
Nimbly, my fingers undo
The upper portion of my dress
Eager to bare
My womanly charms
Underneath which beats
A heart wanting to please
I then lean over you
Brushing my lips against yours
You respond with warmth
On the verge of awakening
Your eyes flutter open
Take in my half naked form
You lower me down to you
And turn to lean over me
My face looks up to the azure sky
I look at a lone eagle soaring high
And I smile, knowing
Our love is about to take flight
But….I am not being touched

I look up at your face
And I quickly draw in my breath
For your eyes are hungry travelers
Taking in every curve and peak
Your pent up passion
Needing permission to touch

I reach out to you
My hand finds yours and guides it  
To what your eyes admire
And with a sigh, I reach up
And drawn your head down
So you can savor me
As the eagle circles overhead
Circling and circling
Watching you
Feed

And now I let you lead
You undress the remaining piece
That keeps you from full possession
I am pliant in your hands
As each sensation
You orchestrate
Trembles through me
Drawing from my lips
That which assures you
The music is about to crescendo
To your grand finale
I close my eyes 
To keep back ecstacy's tears
For I am loved as only one can be
In dreams

We later bathe in the stream
We bask in the sun
You help me dress
And you give me your hand
As with the kiss of a breath, you whisper,
“Lead me, my love, lead me.”

Eileen M


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Crescendo

Flannels warms the soft skin behind,
the silk topper brushes chin ward.
The air hangs heavy with the scent of lavender
and all is as it should be by moonlight.
Honeyed beams strike silver tendrils
tossed upon a pillow case.
Bhram's laces the sultry air.
Dark chocolate covers my tongue and lips
Chianti flows between breathes
and the night rises with upthrust hips
to crescendo in the the dark.



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I Rise Above

And it flew higher,
Above the reach of arms which bind,
And logic which Past defined,
It flew higher,
Above the reach of stones of persectution,
And above all unkept resolution,
It pushed higher,
Past the thoughts of those who said It'd never be,
And success would never see,
And it flew until it reached the darkness in which
itself designed,
A blackness of the sullen mind,
And it said,
"I will rise above"...
 


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Double the Pleasure

A Pleasurable Life

The things that bring you pleasure
May be experienced one at a time
Or they may be combined
Into one fantastic time frame
To double the pleasure
And double the sheer bliss

The decadence of eating
With the satisfaction of making love
A combination bursting with pleasure
Warm melted chocolate
To be taken in from pleasure spots
Savored while the tongue swirls the chocolate before taking it in
Giving and receiving pleasure
And tasting….richness
Whipped cream or a touch of honey
Foamed up or drizzled will heighten the pleasure
Just a bit…….not too much
Makes the sweet….sweeter
Feeding body AND soul
Double the Delight
Double the Pleasure

The love of music
Blended in with the love
Of love making
Exhileration carried on notes
Moving fast and slow
Swelling and receding

Pianissimo….to make her melt
Slow slow….
Andante...Andante
The way to go...

Then subito
A sudden change of tempo
The element of surprise
Frozando….no escape...no turning back…
Demands of surrender
Fronzando giving way to Rinforzando
Thundering….again and again
A swelling crescendo 
Burst of sound and rhythm and light
Reverberations reaching the inner soul 
Suspended in time
The symphony of two bodies
In the throes of surreal delight
Forte…forte…forte

An then…..
Then diminuendo….calmando
The labored breathing of love
Receding with the waves
Al niente
Al...Niente
Fading to nothing
Peace….after Pleasure

Double your pleasures
For tomorrow comes with no guarantees
That your eyes will feast
On the celestial stars
Making love to the night
To the symphony of the universe...

So while you can...
Double your Pleasure
Double your Delight
In a double dose of LIFE

Eileen Manassian Ghali


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Tick Tock Tick Tock

                      Tick Tock Tick Tock 


Tick, tock, tick, tock, goes the sound of my clock
I am waiting, waiting, waiting.  Waiting for time to expend
Never have I known time to go so slowly

Exhilarated!  The subject of my tormented dreams will appear
Miles separate, but wires, contaminated with the sweet whispers of our lips
Fingers touch keys and memories of silk ignite the flame of passion 

O clock on the wall!  Why extend my eagerness to be fulfilled
Time!  Why is it you seem to stand still, but still 
 I am waiting, waiting, waiting 

My love, please fulfill?


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So Close

Midst the dark of night, 
neath the veil of moonlight, 
I'll wait for you,
my eyes never losing sight of your face, 
always in touch with your hand.

Somewhere in time is where we’ll begin,
consummating our moment for an eternity.
Until then make love to me with words, 
echo them within my heart, 
etch them upon my memory.

Our embrace will last forever;
through many flames our love has endured.
We have sewn our seeds beyond the depths of ordinary,
drowning out hate, reaping love’s serenity.

Tonight, I will dream you here,
so close to see the love in your eyes,
to drown inside the pool of your need,
soaring past Luna’s seductive lips,
as she whispers your name to me....
So close.~


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The Day That Died Forever

When I am Colder,Older and then alone...
I will collect the sky on my own...
When the art has faded and the days then fade-
when everyone has gone away...

I may finally see what never was saw
.....ahhhhhhhhhhhhh............... the quiet sky

The unlit room which bares my end...shows the flashes of my pains my joys and sins.
This life has been a strange one since the curtains were drawn
These paper and plastic figures have clouded the dawn

I was once younger,foolish,and obsessed with truth
Now I am bitter,sour,dour faced with my heart under shoe

The children were all searching or lost in a crowd
All weeds in a garden...growing vile and foul

Though beauty was sold it never came true
Obsessions and vanity have traveled safe through

Materials and poison and everything lost
have been burned in the fires or lost in the frost

I stand face to mirror tearing my being apart
Winding thoughts of love,pain,god,and art

As the sun sets and the darkness grows
I too shall follow this pattern in tow

Death has a friendly hand and a pretty face
She has given me comfort as I leave this place

The wars have occurred,humanity's lost
Souls have been burnt in the fire or lost in the frost

Day was Life,Night is Death

And the latter has given counsel on my final steps


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Through Telescope Eyes...Valentine....

My desire is not for chocolates…
                       just for the taste of you
          so sweet on my tongue
(it lingers there as Ghirardelli does)

Do not give me pink stuffed bears 
if your arms will hold me 
                         on these tossed sheets
(embrace me tight and bridge this space)
                  I send (eyes open) 
crimson shed wishes
                       on passion tossed seas
and warm tender kisses
                                 I plead on my knees

Blood red hearts ooze on this page
 Every beat…(feel its rage)
           My heart emits
desperate calls….
                    a whisper on your wind
           (catch it please)

Unearthed flowers are useless…
they wither away
                       into the dust….
(though, calla lilies...if you must)

But you…
                 you are eternal…..

I want no message 
                      bought from hallmark
           (much too sterile)

Spill on pages words from you
            that breathe 
    the breath of life to me

Your heart….it is my reason....

Your soul…
It reflects a sliver satin shatter
                   dusting in my own 
A voice…it seems…
                    I have always known

Reminisce this…
Giggles on the pillow
Hushed morning voices
Precious tender moments
lost inside your eyes

Kiss me awake
                      with all your hunger
           (lips of desire)
           Catch this fire!
Tempt me hotly
                      with your touch
I’m still afraid
                when I feel this much
Make me mindless
               for suspended moments
Scattered within 
                   your dazzling brilliance
Flames of burning
                    tangerine
                             and rich ruby red
(much like the sunset sky)

“Good morning….my valentine…
         and good night…too”
        I will drink red wine
          and dream of you…

In sweet rainbows colors 
if your were mine....

Through telescope eyes...
My Valentine....


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Baking Chocolate

For shame I write again
And indulge your memory 
Doting on you baselessly,
As though you’re a man
For shame, I have no remedy

Because as a child, I could never know
And as I am, you couldn't trust my word
That I know you and I know hardship
Because while there was always milk for me
You are have always been
 baking chocolate

And though I didn't know how unpleasant it would be
I faithfully escorted that dry dust to my mouth
Because you already owned me, 
and my passion was arcane
I forfeited to you
To become fortitude, your stronghold
I gladly wed the night; I gladly wed your savagery
Soliloquies decorating the shrine in my heart
For you, my one good thing 

I have no capacity to abandon
And I don’t know how to love conservatively 
And as easy as spitting you out could be
I let you fester, 
I let you make a home in me 

But even now, I can still taste you in my mouth, 
Where years should’ve made you disappear
 And you’re nauseating
You’re the bitter product of bitter chocolate
I’m older now
 and my youth won’t erase you
Nor passing moments, nor justified rage
 And my heart is empty plastic
In my own hands
And  you marauded me

I hate you more than there are words for
My resilience has long melted away
Yet you always have a hand on me
And I can’t make you leave

Eternal sunshine’s burning me
My lips remember, my lips grieve

For shame,  I can’t forget you…


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Freedom

This disconnected intellect of society in retrospect
Is nothing but a retro spectrum of colors.
Gold chains and disco lights,
Black, white, and grey faces, red Adidas stripes with no laces
Cardboard boxes unfolded on concrete streets
Where the founding fathers of modern culture would meet
And write our Constitution by moving their feet.
With a spectacular repertoire of flashy moves
And a deep reservoir of verbs that mingled with words in the mind’s river
That flowed from the banks of lips as the first freestyle
When style was really free.
Not compromised, chopped up, glamorized, marketed, processed, pasteurized 
and then subliminally delivered as a shrink-wrapped, shiny medium of bad ideas.
Back when people actually had ideas,
Not just the regurgitation of pre-chewed vomit music.
The DJs cooked up beats in their basements
Just crack for the bass-heads
Denied treble ‘cause trouble was all they were faced with.
There was music laced with dope, and dope was good.
The evolution.
Darwinism of hip-hop.
You know what I mean?
Of course not ‘cause these young bucks would rather spend fifteen dollars on 50 
Cent
Then spend fifty cents on a education.
Flagrant, our testimonial to a religion that’s pagan
We pray to money, pray to greed, pray to fame, pray to succeed
And denounce life when we pray that our bullet hits its target.
The Boogie Oogie became the Boogaloo
And the Electric Slide met the electric chair.

Time is money.
Money is life.
Life is a game.
I invest Monopoly money in the New World Clock Exchange
To collect interest in fate and become disinterested in buying my life back.
My soul is currency, currently spent on reverting from the current state.
Back to when sex was more taboo than a smile
Back to when freedom didn’t equal censorship
Back to when love for family didn’t negate the fact that times change.
Back to when the Big Hand spun backwards two seconds too late.
And minutes were miniscule and minute, hip-hop was rediculed
Not because it was demeaning, but because it represented Revolution.
An occurrence that has come and gone with the wind.
My name is Hip-Hop O’Hara and I am in love with Civility Wilkes.
Reverend Run preached gospel, now he rolls in his grave
If musical revelation is impossible, than who will be saved?
The essence in lyrics is kept underground in a cage.
Struggling to survive like illiterate slaves.
Reaching for freedom, which lies on the next page.
Free the music.


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A Lover's entrée to March

How far can you fall and get back up 
How high can you jump
And keep your feet in the sand 

To touch grace and fall from within
Next to you I was out of my skin
I missed you yesterday and you leave tomorrow

A life spent in the shadows of lushly tint 
Smoke your waves 
Exhale the freshness of your menthol scent 
Home is what you call shelters that need no defense 

I’ll send 
You’ll say goodbye
I’ll send again
You won’t reply

If love 
Is the appreciation of another’s existence
Then goodbye
Is the anticipation of seeing you again

You and I, we’ll cruise the shores
Together we’ll settle with the wind 
The joy of a small hut, a lovers den

You’ll send
I’ll wonder why
You’ll send again
I will not reply 

"our songs for sale"


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Fantasizing a little one on one

There's a certain somebody out there
i'd rather not name......
showed a little interest , at playing a game ,
she's bold in her talent's ,
say's she'll put me to shame....
such big talk , from such a tiny frame....
smiling inside , being challenged by this dame
a fine lady , no doubt , but game is not lame
you're quite the find  " BABY " , I'll give you your fame........
until then , i must warn you , this game won't be tame !!!!!

                        { ciao bella }


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Murmuring Waters

She is the whispering of the bluest waters
Standing in the stillness she calls to me
Within the sounds of the coursing river
I feel the ease of her comfort washing over me
Consumed by her soft flowing siren song
Cascading down the mountains banks
Waltzing in the descending whitewater
Coming to rest in a cooled pool of her caress
Illumed depths tepid in the evening sun
Enhanced of her life and ardor 
Swimming free 
Drinking her intoxicating breath exhaling out
My love is the river of azure water
Ever carrying me onward she moves
Whispering…


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King Vlad

King Vlad is anything but Democracy’s man of the hour.
Rather, à coup sûr, he’s really Stalin’s nasty little boy
who ironically parades svoboda and glasnost like 
he really means them—actually he means them not.

King Vlad’s political traditions and pronouncements 
are well-known among those who are sadly aware
of his tapestry of treachery and deceit—oh so slovenly woven
for all to see, just like some of his fellow-gangster favorites:
Lenin, Stalin, Beria, Molotov, Brezhnev, and Andropov.

King Vlad is anything but a real world leader . . .
His kind are an open book for all to see and understand
what they are and what they mean for all who strive
for openness, decency, and real compassion in the
twenty-first century world order.

King Vlad—just like his Dracula name sake,
is a man without a soul, without a conscience,
who shall never shudder, wince or cry
at the piercing death rattle of a Kalashnikov.

King Vlad is truly no friend of Democracy, 
sounding even at times not unlike Hitler;
he’s a demon leader with innocent blood on his hands,
always quick with the old Soviet reply:
Lie . . . Deny . . . Accuse . . . Reject . . . Criticize . . . 
all tools of this redoubtable master of prevarication.

King Vlad should know that the Heavenly Souls 
of flight MH17 know the bitter truth, gorkaya pravda, 
surrounding his lies, treachery, and deceit—all pejorative 
attributes to a man with the mask of a real monster who 
had the very best Soviet teachers.

And so Generalissimo Stalin . . . 
How do you like your nasty little boy now???
He’s right up your alley, right???

“Putin” has five letters just like “Devil.”

Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved (August 9, 2014)
(Free Verse)


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Come Back To Me

The Ink Bottle sits, alone,
It’s only Companions,
The Feathered Pen,
The Paper Pad.

The Desk, once alive,
The Words,
No longer,
Written.

Love, abandon,
But wanting not,
The Freedom,
It has.

A Wooden Chair, dusty,
Reclines not,
For the Comfort,
Once given.

Time, a mystery gone,
With passing,
Never to be recovered,
Longing.

Days of gloom, waiting,
Shine not, The Light,
The Heart,
Once brightened.

Come back, to Me,
My words, of Joy,
Of Laughter,
Wisdom, once known.


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WEAKNESS

Weakness
 
It is said that he was weak because he would not
conform, could not subjugate his will, would not
let them imprison his mind, cage his spirit.  Weak
because he stood alone and not with the milling
mob.  Weak, because he would not speak the
words they desired to hear.  Weak, because he
smiled when others wept, laughed when others
wailed, stood tall when others bent beneath the
 toil of life.
 
They prayed for him to come to his senses and
become as they.  He, though he didn’t pray as
they, desired the same for them.  He knew that
there was no strength in the coalition of the crowd,
no truth in the mumbling of old truths, no love
in the demands of unconditional love.
 
He appreciated their prayers, they did not so
much appreciate his.  He would listen as the
sound of the choir filtered through the air and
caressed the trees and wonder why the
vibration stopped when the hymn ended,
why the sermon stopped when the preacher’s
voice stopped echoing in the apse.
 
He would sing the song in silence as he walked
the village roads, roll the preacher’s words over
in his mind, smile at soaring hawks and old
barn cats, straighten a fence, remove a stone,
bid good-day to those who thought him weak.
He was not rich nor was he poor, neither wise
nor foolish, he just was.  And so he shared his
weakness with all who thought themselves
strong, his loneliness with the friendless,
his thoughts with those who sought to teach him,
his spirit with those who allowed their spirit to be
caged.
 
It is said that he was weak by those who never
dared to share his weakness.
 
John G. Lawless//10/15/2014
Submitted to Verlena Walker contest
My shortcomings are overwhelming; however, my strengths are defeating them!


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L'amour

Evening smiles at lovers 
Whispering sentiments
Above the sparking
Waters of Venice.

	I long for you..

Cathedrals recall
Clandestine kisses,
Moments spent lingering
Underneath its entwined castles.

	If you wait...

Amber leaves swirl
Leaving vivid afternoons
Alive with romance and 
Warm laughter. 

	..Someday, I will come 

Passionate sunsets 
Illuminate a thousand 
Smiles 
Treasured 
As the rarest jewels. 

	To tell you that...

Slow dancing in the
Rain,
Brings
A promise 
Of
Forever.

	--I love you.

		Cherie


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Pasionata

My Beloved Take me to the memory A never lasting dream which lived in yester yesterday long before destiny took its toll and footprints marked separate paths Take me back to that December night when We ran holding hands to the cottage down the hill by fields of evergreen I am there,You are too Kissing snowflakes from my lips as moonglow shadows fall upon silk wisps of auburn hair How can I not remember your palm's gentle rub brushing raindrops which trickled ever so slow across the inner of my sigh I can still smell the scent of your warm breath upon my neck's nape (Honey and Lemon) I can still hear the hush hushed whisper 'neath the tender of my ear Still live the feeling of your fading kiss upon each flutter of my lash My beloved Carry me back to those sheets which know the colour of your eyes Let me travel to the cradle of those arms and perfumed wine Let me travel to that smile within the blossom of your heart (Scattered petals in a breeze where velvet embers never sleep) Let my slippery fingers slide to the soft hairs of your back as you unbutton my last piece of innocence as the corners of your mouth fulfill with juices from the crimson of ripe peaches As my soul opens to fire,and you enter into flames My Beloved Take me to that night where I tickled your wilderness Where you sank in my deepest Where our sin was sacred and lust carried no shame
Pasionata is a re-post of an oldie of mine,thought to post it again till I am mused to write something new :)


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i wove you a poem

I had a dream.
In the dream I wove you a poem.

I used the fiber of my character 
to create spools of silken thread.

Then I dyed them 
in the colors of my imagination.

I reinforced 
each and every single strand 
with the strength of my love.

Spun the spools  
from the intricacy 
of my spirit.

Enamored by your vision,
I pattern every part of me,
every memory,
into every filament of my fabric.

Finished
I initialed my woven piece.

M.Y.


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Longing to Fly

Restless, pacing
Caged in by
This useless form
That won't let me fly
I see the birds above
So wild, so free
Beauty and grace
Taunting me 
From this joy
Im forever bared
Doomed to remain here
Broken and scared 
Among the clouds
In skies so blue
Wind riding their backs
Is where I should be too
A sunlight place
That's where I belong
And with the birds
I'd sing along
A song of joy
Of peace and light
Spread my wings
From here take flight 
And not look back
But fly on instead 
And keep on flying 
Until the end
Escape the pain
And just get away
Leave and find
A safe place to stay
This new hope
A wish a dream
Desire so strong 
Destined to remain unseen


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On Blood's Own Sand

Courage held In heart of Lion 
Celtic memory of ancient reunion 
In arena of Death's bloody passion 
Lion's fight for life the prize 
Swords held high salute the Caesar 
Two giants hold their swords down low 
Back to back now Celtic Lions 
The Caesar drops his mighty hand 

As pipes they began churning tunes 
lamenting sadness sails across oceans 
eternal darkness envelopes grief 
in victory a crowd roars kill 
within lust rising a mob salute 

Thoughts fall back to ancient homeland 
Mighty Arrach sacred mound 
Sun In golden light descending 
Emerald green this sacred land 
Professions of Love given 
Warrior queen does take my hand 
Peace and Love once In a Celtic land 

From hibernia out of a mist 
one lonely teddy bear at sea 
dressed in her green attire 
sparkling shades her jewels 
caressing rocks at her feet 
shores washed by the great atlantic 
kissing white foam spray 

Mighty mountains stand together 
Weapons crashing thunders song 
As enemies strong advancing to destroy a Celtic song 
Yet heart sings eternal memory 
Ancient pride Celts viper sting 
Blood rising crowd passion 
Cheering death In passions' thrall 
Celts In storm of fight 
Ancient memories golden passion comes 
In Pride and honour 

we are a fighting race of warriors 
groomed in our mothers songs of freedom 
sail a world over wild geese 
defending with pride in great honor 
strong our calling haunting deep waves 
we are the children of a nation who cry 
mourning in the spirit drunken sings out 
in prayer kneeling down welcoming freedom 
red flowing a river soaks battles soil 
another fight one bites the dust


A Collaboration by Liam Mc Daid & Michael Clarke.


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No Wonder

I wonder why I feel so bubbly inside...in laughter, I cried, without you though...I feel the need to hide
But...why are you so sad today? Was it my fault possibly? Did I do you wrong? If I did, I'm awfully sorry...
Let the negativity subside...we are going along with life's bumpy ride...oh compassionate companion, stay by my side!
Are you by my side like the dolphin with the wild-and-free sea?
I feel sleepy, yet I'm still awake
I'm falling in love with a peaceful sleep
Don't be teary...you got to hit the brake
Be happy and be not afraid..oh please don't weep
I'm swimming in waters so deep
The benevolent imaginary friends are speaking lullabies to me...every story's beginnings has its ends
Keep your head up above the surface...
Wear a smile for a moment and drink in bliss 
Don't wear that grimace...
Rise above the surface...
My marvelous, angelic mermaid
Don't let your unique gladness fade
Don't be weighed down
By a friend's betrayal
Don't be lead astray ...don't let your gaily spirits drown
You must stand tall through it all
There's a wall between us
Yet...we're on the same rowdy bus
Don't fret, dear love of mine
You got to keep trying...you will do fine
On your own
But...you're never, ever alone
If you need me, I'm just a call away
I'll paint your midnight skies the light of day
So, don't be doused in dismay,
Darling...oh friend, we were both born on the month of May
It was meant to be that way
We are two peas in a pod all the way...I'll be there tomorrow's yesterday 
No wonder I feel so bubbly inside


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One Moment Of You And I

Azure mirroring 
Overpowering the senses
Pithy eyes moving
Upon twin horizons
Trembling breathed echoes
Holding silence closely
Sensations of a cacophony
Rhythmic intensity flashing
Transparent intentions firing
As eyes close 
Lips faintly caressing
Sweet passion
The goodnight kiss…


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Setting Eclipse

For some strange reason nervousness arise
watching you leave, even though you belong
to someone else. Those play kisses held
real emotions, tangible enough to taste mischief's
tongue, aggressively. Because he cheated, you
got even, never expecting the queen to develop 
emotion for a pawn.

Desires confesses through actions,
soaring feeling free, fixated on a brighter sunrise. 
They scour sentimental ailments bestowed by their 
significant others, sipping time as a fine wine. Happy
arrived speaking the same language that sounds
like future's whisper, clearly.

There is magic in a setting eclipse... They will rise
with an intensified shine leaving behind a dark world.
If tomorrow seems long with forthcoming, weave decided
to live in the moment and alter time, true to each
other... finally, day has come.

Dew sets on pastures of passion, made of honey. Doves
sit beneath olive trees with white roses in mouth for their
love to paint petals red... 


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A Sentimental Letter to My Only True Love

My dearest, darling lover, 
Through this electronic medium
I touch and caress you with my love

As you read these my words to you
Feel the tenderness of my lips upon your neck
The aching of my breast, molded to your chest

Stronger than the miles between us, is our love
Stronger than the issues that separate us, is our love
The vastness and continuity that envelopes our heart

I now wait with longing, my darling, and sweetheart
For the day, which seems to stretch each hour of the clock
When we will be one, as we should have been, so long ago

I need your touch, as the river needs the water to get along
I have been incomplete without you my sweetest love
I thirst for your loving, as the desert longs for the rain drops  


I wait, impatiently my love, with baited breath
Watching that clock, which I have confounded for ticking too slowly
For that day, that hour, that minute, that second, when you shall be mine
All mine.  I love you, so much, dearest, with everything that’s in me







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MALE DOMINATION

     MALE  DOMINATION
-----------------------------   

Candlelight rides hard against the skin
The warmth of the fire eating with excitement 
A slight touch of desire, running down my spine
Wax drips, leaving behind intense passion

I move my whip, circling your biceps 
I'll take you into a world you've never known 
My body and breath ......so...... hot
Come dance with me, under the sheets
I will please you, examine everything you got
Whisper them words in your ear, beg for more
Purr for me, my slave, 
I am your sex kitten, vixen, 
I'll take you by surprise
---

Caress every flow of my womanly direction
I tickle your spots, feeding your sexual ego
Fondling the intimacy of your frustration
Stroll my heart with your sauce appetite-
I am your sex Goddess Delight.

Spread my flesh, so perfectly, 
--look, admire, I give you permission to kiss
-- Kisses starting from the top part of my thigh.
Inject a solo French Kiss, releasing more impure wetness.
Slipping, in wet
--

An artist painting the way of my moans
Polish with light marks on my necks
With your brush of one touch
I have you at my feet- 
Tame by the dominatrix at night 

by; P.D.


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I fell in like with you

Inspired by one of my favorite bands, Rise Against, and the song is called,
“Ever-changing” (Acoustic). Please listen to this song if you don’t know of it. It’s raw &
powerful.

“Have you ever been a part of something? That you thought would never end. But then, of
course, it did.” –Rise Against

“I fell in ‘Like’ with you”

With her smile
I melted unto oblivion’s redemption
Candy coated perceptions, windows’ gap
Seeping brilliance refreshment

Uncertainty resolution, polished
Absorbed into closeness sun
Yet these eyes still…see
Butterflies taking notice, missing you…as you stood in front of me

Strong, yet soft legs
Foundation of my face to rest upon
Scars…fading
A cremated sin 

Yet, elongated moments of silence
Created abruption’s new face

The face of change
When she turned to me and said
“I’m not sure, anymore”

Emotional lullaby, rocking me to sleep
New battles with spectral flashback
Trying to get under my skin, a drunken tick facing demise

Phoenix’s sunrise, rejuvenating my recycled defenses
Yet, today, these rays just aren’t bright enough to burn sadness away

And with these sounds of storm clouds & Fall on horizon’s breath
These grounds are so familiar, yet bittersweet
This heart doesn’t want to be enlightened by karma today

It wants to be held for how it shines now

Denied…distance wins again today
Slavery whipped punishments in miles and blocks
This must end

Because I try to keep lines open to get a call from you
Yet all I hear are booty calls with busy signals

And yet something has kept me here too long
But can they leave me, if I’m already gone?

Something has kept me here too long
Karma’s laughter

But, through it all, I will shine

…

How I wish my mere presence can bring joy’s tear to her eye

Sadly though, now, the lines are drawn
Yet I wonder if this feeling is gone
Have the best parts of this…come and gone?

…

Maybe I’ll never know the truth

Perhaps she was misguided by jealousy’s deprivation
Deteriorating heart’s splendor

While I fell in “like” with her

Perhaps “Better Man 2.0” appeared from Cloud 9’s fallacy

While I fell in “like” with her

Perhaps
She held onto the past

As I, drawn to waterfall’s edge
Allowed myself

To let go…and F
A
L
L

© Drake J. Eszes
“We adore those who hurt us. Yet, we hurt those who adore us.” -Anonymous


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I Do Believe

"I Do Believe" 

The purpose of LIFE is to {Living In Faith Ever} 
to enrich God within us 
to an optimum level 
so that We as Humans 
can be guided by God 
to fuel out brothers and sisters 
with the same driving force 
to connect with the living God, 
to His existence and 
to See the Invisible, 
Believe the Incredible, and 
to Receive the Impossible 
to our everlasting journey 
to Heaven.

Rev. Samuel Mack
Copyright 2013

http:paladinnews1.blogspot.com


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BloodRed Silk

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Crimson lace and black tie bows, afore this reflectless glass...

Laboring breath while untying her negligee to reveal, these lovely breast ~

Reaching for my palms with trembling hands; placing them atop her heart 

As wanton she stares; gazing deep within my eyes amid this silent desire

Pulling her close her neck to bare her nipples in flames; quenching my thirst... 

************************************************************************************

...“BloodRed Silk” *


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Soft Creamy Chocolate Delight's

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Driving through Santa Monica as stopping at a light; standing upon the corner

The most beautiful of girls; waiting with a smile to cross unto the other side...

Hourglass her reflection in diamonds while catching my breath, as the world froze 

Icicles of desire piercing my spirit to grasp these hearts; she felt the vibes ~

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...“Soft Creamy Chocolate Delight's” *


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Interalphabetnet sex stew



Primose path leads to the slaughter of American
dream delete pause proficiency with internetty
webbegone after thoughts of yahoo googleyed 
interred intracacises that shed benign capsules of
 mom entary apple pie delquiences cooling 
the soul shopping for the next alias avenue of
pointless me procurement mauling an ongoing
onerous dildodate vis a vie meme.com/me in 
an engaging omnipresence of sextext no tact
spell ckeck chicshicshakplak no sense tic tac.
Talk? Walk? Balk? Chalk? Sue? Sulk? 
Dinosaur diligence posse with the senior
gestages gestulating, we r forevre 21 and ying yang 
dung. Yes, good f ing luck with that!! Look at your 
petridish parents and see what box u check to lid close
and abscond with the lost liberal leftovers. That
is you in reverse in a few carnal years after Hilter youth
children decide to screw us as the new 
generation which skewer post present parental postulates 
to the oldster outhouse outlets so u can be "youf" free. Little
do they notknow as they cumulatively co opulate 
that they set the stooge stage for no thanx ahole actions. 
The DOS does'nt fall from the Apple tree. Leave it, 
love it, learn it while ye may, the kid crisp cosmos of
offspring social dicktates are biting at your heartbeatbit 
empty elmo enterprises. Pause parenatal prenatal
preferences prepearing perinatal persons pretasking
postnatal practices, in which you have veno papa preparation.
Think before you For Unlawful Carnal Knowledge and Analyze
your ass-incarnate initiate. Borrow berofe u basterdize, 
condomize before u copu culminate, decide before
u dicktate, envision before u envy, fail before u foil, 
grasp before u germinate, halt before u hinder, 
illuminate before u illerate, jump before u jinx, 
kill before u keep, love before u lay, meaning before
moaning, neutralize before u now, obilerate before
u ooops! presence before predicament, quit before
quake, resilience before ridiculous, sanity before
sexusensuality, thinkth before u thumpth, utilize
before u unionize, victory before victimization, we 
before want, xx nor xy, zen before zeal. Pocket 
passion files fly in the face of ruined reason residules
to the point of pronounced perplextion plagued 
prominantly with no recall references to problematic 
protocals for near north normalicies in my buckeye
life measures of simpatico silly symbiosis sublime
of mini me monophile mucous made misdemeanor
milktoast memories. Pass go, collect $200.



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Sweet Shannon

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All I wish and all I dream; sweet milky cream...

In this taste of your beautiful wet lips; nectars

Aneath these flavours swirling; your soft silk breast

Betwixt the warmth of your cry; pleasure of your sighs

And all I wish and all I dream; cherry screams...

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...“Sweet Shannon” *


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S-e-c-r-e-t Kisses

                                                                     A
                                                           wistful
                                                    eye never
                                                      sleeps;
                                              Dreaming of
                                                         many
                                                       dreams
                                                           of thy 
                                                                Lips
                                                        hibernating 
                                                           within your
                                                                      Lips.
                                                             Kissing you,
                                                           P~assionately 
                                                                    O~rderly
                                                             E~xpressively
                                                               T~astefully
                                                             D~esirously
                                                            E~ffectually
                                                        S~oundlessly
                                                    T~ransparently
                                                    R~espectively
                                                O~stentatiously
                                                          Y~early
                                                     E~rotically
                                              R~omantically
                                          
                                                   ~In~
                                   ..............SECRET.............


Pace, G
INK-U-SCRIPT

                                      The Kissing Game Contest
  
                                              1ST Place Winner


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A Window On Our World

I see through this glass darkly,
but how love brought light alive in the early days.
Me, coaxing the sunlight into your smile,
and you, conjuring the moonlight in my eyes.
Trembling newly in our expectations and ecstasies,
lust pulling insatiable and magnetic between us.
Completely sold on you, hooked by one lingering look,
quietly following that euphemism coffee into the house.

Clothes and morals abandoned on the living room floor;
last garments of guilt thrown over a chair.
My nipples tingling for your touch,
the orange Axminster burning into my back,
your hips grinding me into flowers on the floor.
Summer meandering in over the windowsill;
curtain-shadowed, in the bedroom's billowing blue,
tangled together in sweat-wet sheets,

climbing to passion's pinnacle.
But reality reaches through the window of dream - 
fumbling my way down to the kitchen,
clumsy and heavy from sleep, branded forever by you:
cherrybite blood blisters on my lips,
thundercloud bruises on my thighs.
My body still begging you to hold me bone-crushing tight,
stars exploding around us in the tingling dark.


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The Café

I would sit there for many hours
Surrounded by my contemplative silence-
My senses as warm as my latte;
My mind as frosty as my cheesecake 

The mixed scents of Earl Grey, cinnamon tea,
Mocha, and caramel macchiato would encircle me
Almost like they slowly become part of 
My breath: breathe in, then stealthily breathe out

I would hear laughter coming from one
Corner and whispering from another
And each corner would seem to me more like
A different world, each as distant as an era

I would at times engage in a crossword puzzle
Or skim through all the contemptuous headlines
And at other times I would simply read, think,
Write, or just watch some cars indolently pass by 

The sounds of music playing, coffee brewing, fork-knife
Clattering and people chewing would all form
A unanimous sound: Serenity
I swallow it down with every sip of my coffee


In these amber hues for hours I would sit
Amidst these faces, leather chairs, and empty
Spaces- the same coffee would brew, the same
Music would play, and my same mind would
In its serenity, so utterly subdue





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With you in autumn evening

The sweet songs of birds, We hand in hand across the lawn, Pansies white yellow and violet Tossing their heads in the breeze. Somewhere the sound of falling leaves. The sound of squirrel cracking the walnut. Calm weather warm sun, White fluffy clouds forming different shapes, A passenger flight in the blue sky, Sun born in the horizon and about to fade in the horizon, Both our heartbeats echo inside of chest, Shutting and opening of our lips, Your unkempt hair flying backwards, Yellowish west sky. Heart shaped fig leaf's shadow. If I could stop this world from spinning, I would do so, Just to be with you In this autumn evening.


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Crimson Tide Time

Cornering me in the bedroom's corner, you say it doesn't matter
if the lunar clock is striking twenty eight;
we can set ourselves adrift, unpick the anchorage,

the tide turning for our pleasure.
The slide inside smoother, slicker, tonight;
oddly intimate, skin-to-skin, coral depths pulling you in.

The red wave gathers, breaks, slowly spills and seeps,
creeps down my leg; neither of us cares.
We're lost in lunar loving beneath a bloodstained moon.

Our bodies cling and cleave, braced against the heave
of the current, wave upon wave of carnal carmine;
plunging deeper into the red sea,

your urging surging through me,
pulsing forward with the flood of my blood,
wet, now, with the cochineal essence of me.

Scarlet secrets of the sea cave within;
each warm gush brings a fresh flush of lust,
as the red anemone of my womb

tenses to release rivulets of rubies
and my muscles contract redly around you,
swelling to hold you with a hotter grip.

We're maroon-mottled, musky with lust,
as the crimson current churns and swirls around us.
And we're surrendering to it, going with the flow,

our skin streaked with scarlet tidemarks,
slippery with passion's puce pattern,
as the sea sweeps a new sensuality ashore.

You're dizzy-drunk on my body's heady claret,
sweat-silvered and ruby-jewelled, as you slowly withdraw,
leaving a smattering of glistening garnets on the bedroom floor.


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'If I hug you once, could it be forever'

By Wilma N. Neels

My senses jumped into action
When I became aware of you,
Your presence overwhelming

My body,
My mind,
Only had one desire 

Like a song without a chorus
Incomplete...
Like a fire without a flame
No warmth displayed...
You draw me into you,
Like a moth to a flame

Slowly floating
My feet didn’t touch the ground,
Until I stood in front of you

Barely touching,
The chemistry palpable 
Undeniable too

It had to happen
If not today,
Someday soon
I wanted to reach out
Touch your face,
Play with the lines around 
Your eyes…

I wanted more,
So much more…

I wanted to know if I hug you once, could it be forever.


*For Sidney Hall, who gave me the title,
not sure if this is what he had in mind
but this is what I came up with :-)*

© All Rights Reserved

Contest: Razzle Dazzle
2nd Place


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smitten with raincoats

Low and behold the hypothetical child… 
smitten with raincoats and anorexic amber… 
silently imbued with a spiritual vocation;
the pension led phonographs of silver split denial… 
passively fathered by motherless harlots
… castrated by the wire… 
low and behold the hypothetical child…


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Since First I Saw You

Since first I saw you, it was your eyes,
mesmerizing, your gaze transporting
me to a realm, not of fantasy, real,
where young men go when cupid’s
arrow takes root.

Since first I saw you, it was your lips,
captivating, holding me frozen 
in anticipation of our lips brushing
for the first time.

Since first I saw you, it was your voice,
a crescendo, light, invigorating, 
each word you speak intensifies 
my hearing, enveloping each
note, time ceases as I hang motionless
savoring, memorizing.

Since first I saw you, it was your hair,
long, flowing, gently rising above
your shoulders as a slight breeze
passes through sending waves
of your essence my way. 
The sun magnifying each strand, 
highlighting the minute
variances of invigorating color, 
creating a halo effect, a portrait of
your beauty forever imprinted.

Since first I saw you, It was you,
my love forever more for you,
only you.


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She Shines

She shines
from the inside-out,
lighting up the atmosphere
with her radiant smile,
gleaming like an exquisite, rare gemstone
that I was lucky enough to have found.

And even luckier still,
how I was able to keep her
without possessing her like an heirloom.

No, I truly believe it has always been up to her,
whether to keep me or not.

-Soulmates-

Talking for hours through the night
as if we are still in highschool,
finishing each other's sentences,
never becoming bored.

During all of these years together,
there is only one blemished memory-
that rainy afternoon,
exactly 2 weeks after our honeymoon.
To this day, I cannot remember how it actually happened,
but I have such a strong recollection
of coming to,
feeling the shards of glass in my forehead-

and the hand.

That pale, wondrously sculpted hand,
severed,
flung onto the rich black soil....
....so out of place-

so wrong.

Cannot remember the moments before the hand,
nor the moments right afterwards.
But the memory of coming to and seeing the hand,
is etched into my brain with clarity.
How the blood ran down my face.
The smell of earthworms and wet leaves under my body
as I lay helpless and broken,
thrown from the car like a ragdoll.
Can recall exactly how the warm drizzle felt
falling gently onto the back of my neck.

Oh, all of these fulfilling years, 
before and since this one moment.
This one and only blemish.


She shines,
from the inside-out,
lighting up the atmosphere
with her radiant smile.

No regrets.
We still talk for hours on end,
all through the night
until dawn breaks,
finishing each other's sentences....

....even though she has been dead for 20 years.







Written by: Harry Baalsack (not really....it was actually written by me :D)
August 27th, 2011

All Rights Reserved


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Sanguine Sky

Sanguine blush, outreaching its origin,
Roses bloom across the painting.
The sky extends its insubstantial limb,
Spreading its fingers- in gesture towards you.
A great fan, coral but crimson,
Shifting,  yet still- tumbling across eternity.
The horizon appears, in a flash of pink rainbow,
Love, of the universe, of humanity,
Of life, appears… and evaporates; a gradual decline, 
of colour; but so sudden too,
And we are left once more,
In solitude.


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Exhale (at two AM)

held suspended in split second bliss
along the razors edge….
so many jagged stone paths traveled
                                   saddened…..
thinking life is only there to squander 
in so many moments spent alone

in a mirage of gentle clutches
                of gossamer wings….
the princess at heart awaits
while reality is colder and much harder
like molten steel on broken lines

would it be alright to exhale 
and let the soft breath linger
on a silver wind and diamonds

sparkling a mist of white petals 
skimming a brimming alabaster surface
and you….alone there waiting

mad collision of body sweat and heat 
(arrested by love and captured by lust)

caressing my body
stripped down to the skin
   bury your hands....
entangle them in my auburn hair
mouth to red and panting mouth
     (greedy crimson cherries)
I would taste you in a starving kiss

you would ravish me to insanity
as in this fairy tale land you tend to do
(did Cinderella exist and better yet…did her prince?)
sending shivers up my spine
just a shimmered exhale on your treasured face

I awaken in the abyss 
(dark tower walls built brick by brick)
I pray to slumber 
for that is where I always find you
and in your essence lies my journey


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Watching Him Watching Her

She stood in front of the mirror, not liking what she sees
He watched from behind the door, seeing what he likes
She turned from side to side; hoping different angles would help her shape
He watched with excited eyes; each new angle shaping his hope

She rubbed lotion all over her body, to keep her young and smooth
His jeans were getting tighter, just begging to be removed

She touched the parts about which he fantasized, slowly closing her eyes
He had to let his growing manhood out, now grown to twice its size

She knew he was there
He knew that she knew
He really didn’t care
She watched as he grew

She made sure that he could see her, though she did not let him in
From the reflection in the mirror she saw him watching her watching him

He wished her hands were his and that his hands were hers
She applied more of the lotion letting out a pleasurable purr

They climaxed apart together; never acknowledging the other one
He went to the guest room shower, having finished what she begun
She stood in front of the mirror, thinking; perhaps it’s not so bad
As long as it does that to him, I guess I can still be glad


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Jungle Love

Your sweet nectar
wraps around my senses
like jungle vines
steady drums beating
Your heart near mine

Your strong hands
hold me suspended
by my waist
Just enough pain and strength
against my supple skin
For my taste

The musk of your
sculpted body and the forest
has me going wild
But yet, the tender way you
protect me, reminds me of
Being a child

A safe familiarity
with a strain of animalistic
seduction
Your invisible hold over me
leaves me arrow poisoned
Unable to function

My long dark hair wraps you
with smells of coconut and ocean Sun
your locks full of mud and enemies
Blood
together, my warrior
We make One



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Raspberry Orange Rhapsody

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Moaning gently as her beauty opened wide the grove of our joy...

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Heavenly melodies of sweetened rhapsody in this, her ripened rising

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Melting these the flavours flowing through my heart her love; my love ~

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Caressing her breast as I lift her thighs she cries, softly my keepers name

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As arching into the sky this bow of her ecstasies rapturous, delicious delight...

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Quenching my thirst within her pulped pleasure; as lovingly guiding me unto her lips

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

To share with her beauty the juice of her nectar, in this, the fruitful orchard of our love ~

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...“Raspberry Orange Rhapsody” *


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For One Day

If I had only one day left with you,
I would ask that day be in God's own time,
one day, a lifetime, every moment
an expression of love,
every hour a new adventure.

twenty four hours to slowly pass
with you at my side,
a never-ending dream,
always giving thanks,
one day left with you, 

would be eternity.

 


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Danny Boy's ** Hot Wheels

 DANNY BOY # 2

Here you go Danny 
it is time to move and play along.
I am amused by your poetry song.
Sorry it had to come to this ..
Lets play with my Barbie's
Before you really get real pisssss!! : )

Danny boy, you got me so far way up your ass.
You remind me of a boy from my first grade class.
How he loved his hot wheels, and picking on me.
Chasing one another was such a blast.
Until that one day I kicked his ass.
That is what he gets for trying to kiss on me.
Now here comes a new Danny boy slamming my way.
Danny I am older now so careful with what you say.
By the power of grace skull.
Was your way of making me laugh.
Danny stop pulling my piggy tails.
Every time your shooting gas.

What is that move you played, when you stung like a bee.
Last time you call yourself a butterfly girly boy.
And by the way your he-man slam had nothing on me.
I am just waiting here for you to destroy.
I will give it to you again one more time easily.
In the next round I am not going to toy with you boy
I am going to hurt you and make you realize you just got trashed.
I am going to make you cry like a little boy.
Step on your hot wheels, until they are completely smashed
Your sugar and jam is a set up for my next decoy.
Danny your hot wheel by now are burning ass
I will keep burning your rubber, to see how long you last.
Here's another head on collision for you to bash.
Buddy all hot wheels come to and end when they crash.
The Poet Destroyer is sending you a warning  of a small whiplash


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Only to Us

In the span of stolen hours, thy lips fall silent apart from thy pupils
muttering softly, acquainting with an
astonishing creation wherefrom 
created. In many respects,
could not restrain
inhaling
its intense
gold of
pleasure.
And unwilling
to exhale for
fear of lost
sight of creators
treasure. Thy lips
drew near, prevailing upon thy pupils;
transcending and transitioning to that wherefrom
created within the inner sanctum, time and time again...surreptitiously.



Pace, G
INK-U-SCRIPT

08-21-2013


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Sexy Beast

Stuck in a dream, on a cloud of speed
Desperate to feel the beast between my thighs 
Throttle in hand, twisting to climax
Free of distraction, wings spread wide

Butterflies overhead, watching take flight
A metamorphosis of epic dreams 
Pure exhilaration replacing doubt and fear
Racing towards, where paradise falls

Adrenaline causing lips to moisten
Need giving way to satisfaction 
Ultimately moving heaven and earth
While never missing a beats desire


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French Kiss

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Sheer black lace ~

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Incense and candles aglow

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Perfumed sweeet Nectars

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Between Her silkened lips...

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Parting their pink wetness

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Upon my Loving tongue ~

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... * "French Kisss" * ...


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The Jew and a Nazi


Singing praise of past lives
with the dreams of swastikas and rose-tinted spectacles
floating through my head.
One moment, a Polish Jew,
the next, an Aryan German -
dual reflections held in the iron gaze
of a predatory raptor and the sharp-angled, six-pointed star
perpetually spinning, reopening wounds
which the weeping Roses of Sharon cannot heal.


I held you in my youthful arms, 
serpents rising from the secret codes of my loins, 
and I worshipped you as an old, universal lover 
as I penetrated your dark womb;
a sanctified temple of Angels and Daemons.
    
Initially we prayed to the inverted graves
sliding through oil-slicked skies,
so young of heart and mind we were. 
Our love was purified in the hellish Axis-kiln 
paralleling the flames flickering against our skin. 

The vessel of our love shone like glass, 
cooling off to less dangerous levels 
in the forgiving breeze of empathy
(aside from the fact that when I watched you move,
the world stood still for me).

And then we wiped away the green grins from the glass.
 
We became one pulse,  
the Jew and a Nazi
teaching each other how one should not pray to 'him' alone, 
for both phallic powers are needed 
to light the spark of creation:
    
"Our Father AND Mother who art in Heaven(after), 
hallowed be both thy names."

Male and female energies 
breathing life into each other,
fusing together 
like slightly distorted transvestite, Siamese twins. 
    
We wanted to stay in our fleshly pleasures, 
but our minds spread wings. 
Taking flight, 
ascending smoothly within turbulence, 
we transformed into golden light, 
moving invisible objects with our thoughts,
removing shackles, opening secret locks,
figuring out who was who --

who were the real Jews, and who were the true Nazis,
who were the Angels and who were the Daemons....

....who were Daemons and who were Angels. 









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The Ceiling Fan

Like fallen warriors, 
we collapse side by side, 
glistening in the sweaty afterglow.  

Limbs still entangled, 
too exhausted to sing the other’s praise,
we stare at the blades of the bedroom fan 
slowly circling above.

A lone, 
satisfying sigh 
escapes in between your deep, 
cleansing breathes.

Your smile 
reflects in the brass, ball base 
of the rotating fan.
I smile in return,
unable to rescue my gaze 
from the fan 
cooling off our steaming bodies.

Slowly, 
your right hand moves; 
fingers entangle with those on my left.  
I still taste you on my lips.

I silently laugh to myself 
upon the realization that I still have one sock on;
the other dangling on the end of a fan blade.  

The remainder of our clothes 
strewn around the room 
as if the hamper had exploded.  
Your brassiere 
ruined when I removed it 
with my teeth.

Beads of sweat roll down my thigh 
where our legs remain interlocked – 
I love the smooth contrast of your skin 
against my sun dried legs.  

The ever so slight breeze 
created by the fan 
is starting to dry our exposed skin 
as we slowly regain strength.

The circling blades hypnotize.  
The subtle, 
rhythmic hum 
from the fan motor 
mixes with the recent memory 
of the rhythmic dance 
just concluded.  

Your hand, 
now lightly brushing against me, 
is re-energizing my engine.  

Slight,
involuntary movements 
near your finger tips
indicate our dance may not yet be over.

I blink 
to interrupt my transfixed, 
mesmerized relationship 
with the ceiling fan, 
so I can once again 
concentrate on you.

Energy restored – 
as if pumped back into our souls 
by the bedroom fan –
the warriors re-engage 
in battle once again.  

A battle in which 
each warrior wins. 


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State of undress

Our naked feet feel the grass,
and our naked legs feel the
flowers
and the pretty weeds

Our naked hands feel the pears,
and the apples,
the grapes
and the rain

Our naked faces kiss,
and our naked bodies love 
each other,
until the naked moon meets
the flaming constellations


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The Kiss

You kissed me 
I surrendered
It was involuntary
The seed was planted
It grew. It blossomed
Passion abounds

~Rick Berry


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Kindergarten: Huntress

Part your lips, I will swallow your fears, swallow death entwined within your roots, and give birth to a flowing meadow. Part your lips a little more, take my breath, take it all, hold it in - give it back to me and I will feed you the sky, show you how to dine upon the night-hawk soaring in my eyes - soaring, breathing, death breathing life back into a horizon of broken language. I dissolve into you, always had boundary issues, never quite fit into kindergarten because of it. What's mine is mine is yours. My land is your land, my body is your body. Push your fingers into the gashes they made for me, into the gashes I made for myself. Taste the pain, taste the pleasure - I sharpen my fangs upon your incisors. Huntress, I am your willing supplicant, together we burn as stars, we burn as stars, the city lights below dance for us. __ They spun in the distance, spun closer into vapour, parting the biting cold of winter.... ....they came together, they come together, inside-outside of time.


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I Will Never Kiss Those Lips

Well there you are
I have slithered into the wrong home tonight it seems
I sniffed out the repugnant ward and I don’t like what I see
You were magnificent in the face of all beholding you
But your conceit is a trap that even I, the snake, have fallen into
You mask yourself with humility
You compliment me to gain
Begging for the summer rain
Begging for the words that would settle your brain
You got it
But instead it rained on me
Showering me with dangling promises
As typical as can be
Empty
These words so execrably wasted on you
As if for a moment I could even dare CRAVE a poem for you
I do not hate you
I cannot love you
At times I do not know what to feel
Why do you do this? 
Put on a show and hope someone will notice? 
Do you want a nice pat on the back?

I am armless; I am all but muscle and scales
I am a dead carcass and yet you continue to compliment
The beauty of my revulsion 
I hold it to my heart
This trap you set 
I helped you set it right from the start
And you have forced upon me the mere THOUGHT of you
Taking away from my bitter lines 
What empty necessity I have turned out to be
Some kind of trophy coiled around your feet
Walking all over me

I’ve hissed and I’ve hurled insult 
And the rain pitter-pattered my distain
You rested knowing I would remain
You needed reassurance
You always needed GAIN

Well I’ll tell you
This serpent is drained
And oh how I hiss
I will not change into that typical mistress
That settles your conscience with a kiss
You will not have me 
I will never kiss those lips

For you are as fake as can be
And not even a snake like me
Will help you in the deceiving
As everyone watches your show
The only one truly believing
Is YOU 

Don’t hesitate out the door
I’ll swallow you whole


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The shower curtain

The flower’s image before me
stares

So overwhelmed by the splendor,
my fingers become;
agitated
restless
frantic,
and what spills;
sears mine slip

Stunning sky blue decorate
the sylphs eyes,
clustered blond tresses ornament
her soft Caucasian flesh 
to her hips
leading this soul’s gaze  to those,
naked distended lips

The poet pining for this;
petite nubile miss















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Pretty orchids

Delicate butterfly orchids
stand paper thin and tall
Perfect pout pink lip-gloss kisses
with proud protruding power jewel centre
Ephemeral Angels 
sign of life and hope
renewed strength and passion
Powerfully poised petals
gently nod affectionate ‘I love you’s’
long since they were given as gift
bringing forth renewed romantic setting
an idealistic reminder every day


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An English Life

An English Life

It is midnight the Milk train pulls into darnall station
No ordinary passengers here
Steelworkers with their families
Loaded with fishing tackle, sandwiches and maggots
The Fossdyke in Lincolnshire, their destination
The fare Half a crown for happiness

The long walk in the dark,
A stairway to heaven in my memory
Dawn on the Foss and a cup of tea,
Fever in the blood, the first eel of the day
Our cane rods lovingly handed down from father to son.

I remember, Pheasants looking for mates
Shrieking their songs of love
Swans begging for scraps
Their majestic white necks, nodding,
 A greeting into their kingdom
 
The mist off the water revealing families,
being together, laughing, enjoying what was free.
For tomorrow the grime returns.
A conversation with a stranger then out of a bag,
The rabbits, sometimes hare, sometimes pheasant.
Onions and carrots, shortly follow
The smell, forever linked with summer
The scent of my childhood

Summers were hotter then;
At times I drank the Foss, for I was nature’s child
Being clean was never a priority,
Catching fish was, never killed always returned,
Our Covenant with Nature.
For it is the sport that we honour. 

And with age comes reflection,
Poor I may have been, my education neglected
But I have a Doctorate in nature, for I have seen the dawn
Away from the factories, where the pheasant runs free
And where the swan reins king, I was part of them.
It was here I learned what family was, 
To share, my last drink of pop with my neighbour,
 A simple life, maybe, but what a life

For I have seen what Constable painted
Lived every word that Wordsworth wrote
Understood the Fragrance of the Flowers
 And revelled in the poets dream.
I loved every colour, every sound, every scent,
 And every fish I ever caught.
 
Father and mother are gone now,
Never complained about their Station in life, 
For they found paradise on the Foss.

They left me the seeds to their heaven
And the key to my happiness
A key forged in a mans worth
To open up my soul to the beauty
That surrounds us all.

Dawn on the Foss, was my church
 My soul was cleansed here
And my heart was shaped here
My memories kept safe here
And the Foss fever still resides here
I will die on some bank side, one day
Rod in hand, and I will be content,
So Tight lines my fellow Anglers.




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Beautiful Ride

Stroking your masculinity and making it rise
Melt all over you while you’re playing inside

 Pull me a little closer grab me by the waist
Eat from my table and savor the taste

Can I nibble on your ears and kiss your chest
Caress me tenderly, while kissing my breast

 Bouncing on your joy and screaming your name
Give it to me rough you know I like the pain

 Baby don’t hold back give me all you got
Go as deep as you can go until you reach my spot

 Hit it from behind, with your long and strong stride
Or you can lay back and enjoy this beautiful ride.
 
From the bed, to the floor, and then to the shower
Multiple orgasms, we can do this for hours
 
Tell me to bow down to you and I will fall to my knees
Fulfilling your yearnings; surpassing all of your needs
 
Don’t want to come up for air; you are so incredible
Your flavor lingers on my tongue, you taste delectable


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Lies Of Perfection

in the night, he reaches, my body responds, aching to be near 
yet the mind screams, pulls back inside its deep recesses
familiar pain rears, sits nonchalantly, laughing, taunting me 
is it I who am loved or am I just involved in the act of love 
the end justifying the means, a single moment, a brief interlude 
conveniently remembered and enacted, how can one truly tell? 

I opened my heart and yet I know, I'm not what he was looking for
the knowledge leaves me cold and saddened, ice forming around my core 
rejection, inferiority, second best, all words that accurately describe 
yet leave no telltale signs of the great pain that they have inflicted 
reality and yet my hands roam freely his body as I welcome him inside 
to lie buried deep within my being, my heart beating furiously

the sheer joy of being loved blocking out the fear, feeding on hope 
even if his emotions are not real, every fibre of my being yearns 
to one day capture all his love, to see it expressed in his eyes 
to silently carve my essence indelibly upon his heart,
to feel it in his smiles warmth, as his eyes adore each curve  
the knowledge that says you are mine and I will love you always 

everyone wants perfection, those that know that they are not 
nor ever will be the one, suffer from the lies of perfection 
so here I lie, accepting the very little that is being offered 
praying to someday find more, existing in that in between world 
between shadow and light, where nothing is clear, everything is shaded
needing to be perfection to someone, as I breathe deeply with eyes drifting into 
my dreams, helplessly staring across the bed of my future
 


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Loves Perfect Nectars

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Honeydew dripping from the smiling petals in raspberry

Rose fragrance, upon the corners amid Her soft moist lips ~

Kissing their lovely tenderness; glistening buds of sweetness 

Perfumed pearls; sugary joy; heavenly, is their taste...

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...“Loves Perfect Nectars” *


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Like a Poet Would Do

Let me love you like a poet would do.
Let me bite on the lid of my pen, thinking of you.
Let me write you down on pieces of paper and scribble you 
down on the back of notebooks.

Let me make sonnets to you and of you and fill your neck with haikus.
Let me translate you into polyglot texts and use dictionaries to decipher you. 
Let me spill black coffee on my verses of you and delight
in every bittersweet thought of you.
 
Let me use metaphors to transform you 
into a mockingbird or a blanket or  a fresh morning dew.
Let me love you, so theatrically, so dramatically, let me
be the moron of all the oxymorons I use to describe you.
Let me engage in a long soliloquy trying to fathom you 
and then weep helplessly, existentially like Hamlet would do.

Let me love you like a poet would do.
Let me love you with so much further ado.
Let me lose my senses and declaim my poetry to you,
and then lose myself in a jazz-like catharsis, singing to you. 
Let me implode and explode into a million little words, 
and a million little worlds loving you,
until I no longer am the poet.


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Onion of Passion - A Blitz Poem for Poetry Soup

Onion of Passion (A Blitz Poem for Poetry Soup)

Start with an idea
Start with an onion

Onion on a cutting board
Onion from the crisper drawer

Drawer of firm vegetables
Drawer of future soup

Soup to feed the poet’s soul
Soup to cure the common cold

Cold days feeling uninspired
Cold nights feeling over tired

Tired of the same same same
Tired of this empty feeling

Feeling compulsive
Feeling hungry

Hungry for a poem to come
Hungry for some hearty soup

Soup flavored with Whitman’s marrow
Soup that starts with his sort of rawness

Rawness of starchy emotion
Rawness of aromatic images

Images of stiff green celery stalks
Images of bright chunked carrot snips

Snips sautéing in olive oil (dash of salt!)
Snips of memory softening

Softening and blending into metaphors
Softening with those onions now translucent

Translucent as distant dreams
Translucent as childhood kisses

Kisses snuck behind the bushes or
Kisses from great grandma

Grandma gave this life recipe
Grandma said to let things simmer

Simmer with love like chicken stock
Simmer then add the bag of herbs

Herbs are like adjectives
Herbs like just the right verbs

Verbs of action rather than being
Verbs like heat and sear and cook and flavor

Flavor the soup
Flavor for sharing

Sharing ourselves
Sharing is why

Why we cook these chunky poems
Why we cook anything

Anything at all
Anything  with passion

Passion and heart
Passion pulsing

Pulsing…
Heart…


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Panacea - My Three Lovely Ladies



Tucked
in the corner 
a nice spot
to gaze 
waiting in anticipation 
to see each poetic face 

As each poet arrived 
a group came toward me
three brilliant glowing spirits

Bliss, Love and felicity 

We gazed and marveled 
as gracious words we exchanged
a delightful slice of euphony
as tranquility rang

We sat for what seemed a lifetime
in stories of each poets dream
then before I knew each soul had flown away

 
O how I miss the bliss
of each loving memory
and each precious sunbeam
freely given by felicity

If just one word could describe that dulcet eve. 
the word "Serendipity" would surely have to be

For such a lovely eternal garden I had the pleasure to see
while simply looking for a nice story, an evanescent dream.....
__________________
Contest ~ "A Table Of Four"

Rick Parise
Carolyn Devonshire
Andrea Dietrich
Linda-Marie "Sweetheart" Barianna


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Broken Butterfly Wings

Broken Butterfly Wings
Empty playground swings
tear filled, wide-eyed
Infants sigh
a choking stolen 
silence fills my being
as my love walks away
from me
I see everything wrong
with the world
once more


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Romeo and Juliet (Our Story)Pt 2

Years and years have been lost to time, thousands of days,
 nights, and morrows seen and despised out of immense ache,
The Juliet of my early youth is no more, transformed into a
stranger, yet my love dies not! Though I plead and beg for
her to recall and rekindle the love affair of many moments ago,
She bears news of her plans of wedded bliss to another, news that
I curse my eyes for seeing, ears for hearing, and heart for knowing
is true! With desolate heart and soul, corrupted mind, and disregard
of future as that of a mad man, I fall to my knees and scream,
"God and heaven alike, I defy and deny you both! For no
father of mine would rip asunder my motivation for humanity!
Nor does any paradise remain alive without her presence!"

Be it his decree that I hurt for eternity both alive and deceased
then be it my decree that his life and love never was!
Thus I have become what I am, with no rue nor shame,
For I am not the tender Romeo that once lived and breathed,
No more do I dwell in her heart or mind, and no more do I wish
any essence of a Romeo dwell inside my soul, for my Juliet
is buried and lost in abundances of new days. No day, nor night,
nor morrow is good for me, Sans trust, Sans faith, Sans morality,
Sans love do I wish to have or hold, Dead but still breathing I am,

Condemned to memories and dreams of  elated yesteryears, 
denying my own will, but loyal to that promise which cannot
be broken by even the cold lifelessness of heartache, I shriek,
and yawp, and yell, and raise my voice beyond the sting of pain, as
I wake each night, bleeding the same sound from my lips,
"Juliet!, Juliet!!, Juliet!!!" Repeated until my eyes are dry and
my voice is drained to the most silent of whispers, I force out,
over tears, over ache, over agony, over all, in one last breath,
"Juliet"


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Your Kiss

Fluttering, my heart goes as you draw near
Stuttering, the words that come from my mouth
Warmth, that flows through my body
Sweaty, my palms start to become
Wet, my lips are as they wait
Heaving, my chest goes as my breathing grows deeper
Trembling, my hands can’t seem to stop
Quivering, my body from head to toe
Staring, my eyes at your soft lips
Holding, my face in your hands
Hot, your breath on my lips I drink in
Pausing, before our lips touch
Fading, everything around me
Softly, your lips meet mine
Closed, my eyes stay as I get lost in the moment
Melting, into your arms I start
Searching, words to describe what I feel
Parting, my lips with your tongue
Dancing, our tongues begin
Gasping, for breath between each kiss
Eagerly, we want more
Exploring, our hands all over each other
Intense, as we look into each other’s eyes
Passion, in every move we make
Wishing, you could feel this inside me


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Sun Kissed Lips

I watched the sunshine kissed her toes
Slowly moving to her thighs
How I envied the sun
Kissing that gorgeous brown skin
I sat in the shade yet my temperature rose
Imagination carrying me away
To that week we first met
When our love began to bloom
We kissed beneath the moon
Our surrogate for the sun
Reflecting in her eyes
Oh how I ached for her touch
My soul and body electrified
Now I watch her skin glistening in the sun
I can no longer wait 
I walk over
Lean down
Give those sun kissed lips a kiss
She opens her eyes
She smiles
My world is made complete

Poetess Darkly
A Kiss is just a Kiss Contest




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Train, Alone

I wail lonely
in your distances
as endless trestles travel I

Know

I was here I was
present
on your horizons,
present in your town

Come, ride with me
Come, keep me 
from obsolescence, keep me
alive

Without you
Within me
I am meaningless,
blind

For how can I see, and, yes,
Who can I show,

If  not you... if not you... if not you 


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Girls Girls Girls

Tracing the perfect paradise of her body, with my tongue; vanilla cream
Gliding joyful unto her velvet thighs; parting utopia, to taste their love...
Pink the petals moist a flower; drenched in dews delight; girls girls girls.


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The Beauty In Futility

Futility
my heart breathes its last breath
Embraces its own death
Ready to be reborn 
and made anew

Can’t live a lie
Refuse to “do”
and I’ll DIE....
Focus now on why I’ll live 
And never touch the sky. 

I have to forget you
I have to reject you 
But I will never love anyone 
like I loved you.....

I heard you whisper 
and you never knew it
I wiped the tears from your eyes 
But you couldn’t feel it

You’re lost and you’ll never find you
And neither will I 
And I’m so sorry--
but I’m NOT. 

I'll attempt to reset
Try to forget
But you know, I never will. 

Be my dirty little secret 
My very worst-kept secret 
Sweet, smooth, beautiful poison 
My infernal and endless attraction 
towards complete and utter self-destruction 

I fell in love with the devil
And it will take one heck of an angel
To save me from the likes of you....

My addiction 
my confusion
my nightmare
my dream never to come true

Oh, I’ll never forget the times
we never shared
I’ll never forget 
how you were never there

Always me, the stars, and tears
And I ask you,
what kind of life is THAT?

I have to face the facts 
I don’t know what happens now
but it happens without you. 

The stains will always be there
the scars will never fade
But the memory of you----
it HAS to. 

I could carry the torch forever
But it would only consume me
I can’t cry another tear for you
Or I’ll dry up completely

It doesn’t affect you
and you never deserved me

You’ll go on with your life, too
All, all alone
Because you’ll only ever be in love
with you. 


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The American Flag, It Is You



A symbol of respect, pride, and strength,
not to be ruffled, wadded, or soiled,
to be folded, unfurled, raised for all to see,
as in going into battle resounding victory.

Not to be tattered, torn, or burned in effigy,
rather a symbol of hope to those in bondage,
of hate for those who seek to enslave,
of patriotism to those who guard fiercely,
enshrined with those who died for liberty,
entrusted to each generation to decide its fate,
to be the most loved or most hated,
to be seen in every city, state, and on foreign soil,
wherever seen, America is found.

No other symbol rises above or would be allowed,
representing freedom, recognized the world round,
a powerful adversary to an enemy
a gentle giant to those who are represented.

A symbol of red and white, 
with fifty shining stars on a field of blue,
call it a flag,
in reality it is you.


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Empty Portrait

Once I dared render
A trapping of quintessence
To hold fast all that is you
Somewhere upon my canvas

To capture your beauty
In pastels of feigned adoration 
From charcoaled scratched eyes
Slowly her face takes form

Searching yesterdays colours
To recapture the essence of your voice 
Now merely a passionate facsimile
Obtusely rendered in penciled arrogance

My sketching comes from experience
Tracings of agony felled of your eyes
From the easels edge drips my anguish 
Now a morass union of passivity

How I long to feel the heat of your fiery spirit…


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love about me

people think i'm peculiar
to have think outside the box
to have act not like anyone else
to have a though heart

but they just don't know who i am
for i have a sensitive heart
i cried easily and fragile
but everybody has a flaw

sometimes I cried when I can decide things
sometimes I lost and don't know where to go
can find a life goal up until now
and again, everybody has a flaw

I like happiness
laughing with everybody
sharing stories and telling jokes
making this world a stage of comedy

i filled my life with dreams and hopes
looking for ways to brighten people's life
keeping faith though sometimes faded
but it is the only thing keeping me from crumbling

i like the philosophy about love
seeing peaceful energy that emerges
someday i wished i could be among them
who fight in the name of love

a visionary
a dreamer
an artist
a coward
a clown
a lover
a fighter
what i love about me.


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STEALING FROM A GODDESS

                                                          STEALING FROM A GODDESS

   At Dawn
   I wait
   Beside the sea
   Under the tree
   Behind the dunes
   For his arms.

                                                  Mesmerized 
                                                  by colors without confines of name
                                                  I stand
                                                  By the mirrored waves—

                                                  Bronzed by Dawn’s immortal dazzling eye--
                                                  My Beloved’s smile
                                                  Goddess bruise-kissed brilliant
                                                  Looks up
                                                  Still shy-- but painted guilty
                                                                  In unfamiliar splendor--
                                                  God-like himself
                                                  Ignited by a bronze lit blaze.

                                                  I do not turn to face him—
                                                  but look-- water down--devour
                                                  His beloved smile
                                                  Insistently appealed forgiveness--
                                                  Dimples-- flashing his secrets, seek me
                                                            from the rippling water--
                                              
                                                  Suddenly
                                                  Breaking through the brilliance
                                                  Encasing me in
                                                      warm muscled arms which escape
                                                       the mad reflection.

                                                  Faintly in my ear flickers
                                                  Delicate-- but Jealous-- moans--
                                                  The Morning Goddess,
                                                             Helpless, 
                                                  She, Pulled once again 
                                                            into timeless sandy dunes--
                                                            Aurora’s seaside prison hideaway

'Til Twilight
Beside the sea
Under the tree
Behind the dunes
We love.

                                            (In throes of wildest passion 
                                         there lingers the delicious thought—
                                                          Stealing from a goddess
                                               Is a rare-- but heady-- morsel.)



Aug 12 2013©


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Sleepless Nights

I lie beside you
Trying to keep still
Yet…this need is eating away at me
I sigh
Sure that my desire
Is working its way out of my body
Glowing out through my pores
I’m sure it will hover over you
And entice you with it’s aura
Pulling you awake…
And I wait….
The minutes drag on
My thoughts consumed
By images that sear into my flesh
What could be….

I can’t quench the fire
Sleep is impossible
Not now
“Wake up!” My mind shouts
Yet my lips are sealed
My breath comes in muted gasps
“Please…wake up”

“Selfish, selfish!”
My mind cries
“Let him sleep
It’s been a hard day
He needs his rest.”
I acquiesce

I toss and turn
In my mind I converse with you
“It’s been awhile
Surely…you want it too
I don’t know what to do!
How can I sleep 
When I desperately want you?”

A movement on your side
I hold my breath
Hoping it’s true
The craving that will not sleep
Forces me to speak...

“Touch me!”
My most sultry voice
Breaks the stillness of the night
Your heavy breathing is stilled
I feel an awakening
Emboldened
I guide your hand 
To my waiting breasts
Which I’ve bared for some time
In readiness
In anticipation
Waiting to bring me pleasure...

You pull me to you
And your lips close over them in turn
Making all my dreams come true

The open window carries out the sound
Of our frenzied sleeplessness
My every womanly sense 
Is taut….alive
Wanting
Needing
Demanding
Pleasing
Energy born out of insomnia’s rage
I blaze through these moments...

Satiated…I sigh
The tenseness wanes
My body goes lax
My eyelids heavy
As a plant a kiss on your lips
I slip
I slid
Into that land
Of sleepful bliss.

July 3, 2013
For the Sleepless Nights Contest 
Leonora Galinta


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Carbon Monoxide (CO) Week 2: Carbon Cabrona

Smokeless inhales hurt.
I cough tar on my shirt.
As my black lungs breathe,
Shrilling exhales wheeze.

Cabrona
Falls me
Down to
My knees.

The nicotine cracks
My will.
My composure
Spills.

I want 
This.
I must 
Have this.

I sink
Into
The brink
Of madness.


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No Pain.

Help me…

To stand ever resolute
Amongst perpetual ambiguity
That slowly expends me
When I am not vigilant
If I have firmly decided
To walk that razors edge
Where the vile assail me
Allow me the shield
Of His name
Where I will ever feel

No pain…


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Careless

I slept
full of hope and dreams
I awoke 
empty and forgotten
Careless as I was back then

Morning sounds
swirling in my ears
Pointless thoughts
filling my head

"She can."
but will she ever again
"She is."
though no longer for me

I stood
alone and stiff
I walked
slow and without purpose
Careless as I was back then

The smell of spring
mingled with sunshine
as the touch of day
warmed me no more

"I was."
but I threw it all away
"I did." 
though I do not know why

I hoped
for a day without me
I cried
where no one could see
Careless as I was back then

Was this longing
joyless and caretaking
awaiting its chance
to bring me home again

Or was I lost
forever here like a wounded angel
Despaired and angry
the evening came again

Without warning
Without love
Without consumption
Without her

"In her arms,"
I wondered as the sun slipped away
"would I feel whole again?"
my hurt had wasted another day

I laid down
empty and forgotten
I slept 
full of hope and dreams
Careless as I was back then


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SHADOWLANDS

                                “Once very near the end I said, 'If you can -- if it is allowed – 
                                 come to me when I too am on my death bed.”

                                 “Allowed!' she said. “Heaven would have a job to hold me;
                                  and as for Hell, I'd break it into bits.” 



                                  Oh God, God, why did you take such trouble to force 
                                  this creature out of its shell if it is now doomed to crawl back
                                  -- to be sucked back -- into it?

                                                                    ~ C.S. Lewis, A Grief Observed ~


                                  __________________________________



The division should be acute, the before her, the with her, the after her,
Yet there is this constant rattling of doors, though they remain locked,

in theory. I think of her as gone until I turn a page and read a passage 
of pompous dialogue and she returns, My Joie de Vivre, entertaining me 

with that puckish wit, unabashed. She smiles in the dusk with crusading 
colours that bend dark horizons, changing clouds unexpectedly. What was I 

before Joy*? Content, pleasant and productive. But was I alive, aware of
Life, its blissful rhythms? Irony defined: the heart which awakened stone 

no longer beats. Finally, I understand. Lessons are sharp things which
infect both fresh and aging amputations. What do I do with this knowledge? 

It is like learning a language that is no longer spoken, a long monologue 
unbearably forlorn, painful. Faith dismisses hauntings, yet she does so 

in daily degrees, oh, the sweet ghosts that peer from those notes, my name 
underscored in margins. Why is there only one glove in the sewing box?  

Agony hunts me in the garden. Perfume almost, but not quite a match.
Some rooms have snares. I dare not open a kitchen drawer. Pain waits there.

The specter of my former self, a staunch gent, so sure of Heaven's role, 
that cold bloke follows me in the shadows, land of man’s rage and despair.

There is no pretty death, no words can comfort the ravaged left behind,
There is no poetry in our departing; I only pray there is Godspeed in mine. 



*Written Nov 4, 2012






Joy Gresham Davidman, American poet, and C.S. Lewis, English writer and Oxford scholar, were good friends and married solely for the purpose to keep Joy in England (contested). But love came, as it has a habit of doing, when least expected, after Joy was diagnosed with terminal cancer. There love was true and deep, and her death shattered Lewis. His book, A Grief Observed explores his anguish and a Christian’s questions which arise during times of suffering. The film, Shawdowlands, is based on the biography, Through the Shadowlands: The Love Story of C. S. Lewis and Joy Davidman. Lewis died 3 years after Joy. The above poem is a conjecture on my part, as no one can truly know what lies in another's heart, alive or otherwise.  


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Groundswell Girl - Named by JB

Enter a storybook tale
Where I can be 
The heroine you hail
Lucid dreams of soft reflection
A touch heated with lust and desired protection
A breathe a gasp as we succeed 
Join the fairytale with me
Valiant night within dark eyes
the right movement and I make them shine
like moonlight on the steamy hot spring
care to follow for a little dip with me
Trailing like the water at my fingertips
Grasp me around my hips
As close as the breeze on my skin 
Whisper lies as I let you in 
Lips mumbling up my thighs
bare heart exposed to the sky 
fire burning in my veins
Am I a mistress of this lust or simply a slave
Trembling with desire
Take me till we've lost count of the hours
enter this storybook tale
Where I can be the heroine you hail


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Carbon Monoxide -CO- Week 3: Talkin' 'bout My 'noxide

The steady pull
of temptation--
a tease on
my resolution.

When I can sleep, 
I take what dreams 
afford me.
In these dreams,
my 'noxide comes
to ward me.

Her smoke is an invitation.
my conscience
falls for
the con science
of my imagination.
I give in
and reality spins.

Between the sleeps, 
I lie in sanity. 
I wonder:
Did I give into 
my humanity?
did I'd err?
Is that
smoke in the air?


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Drowning in your Desert of Lies

Tell me all about her
Is she beautiful?
Is she simple in her complex way?
Is she all you want and need?
Is she your everything?
Tell me is she beautiful?

Is she that pretty picture in your mind?
The one with whom you spend your time?
I bet she’s perfect
Is she the sun, the moon, the night, the day?
Is she the dream you wish would never go away?
Tell me is she beautiful?

Tell me is she special?
Is she perfect in her imperfections?
Is she fragile like a rose?
But yet so unbreakable
Tell me is she beautiful?

Is she the reason you can’t hide
The smile that’s stretched from eye to eye?
I bet you love her
Is the one who holds your heart?
The one who lies within your arms?
I bet she’s wonderful

Tell me am I beautiful?
Am I strong in my weak-hearted way?
Tell me that I’m worth it
If I fall on my knees and cry
Will you stay?


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"What is a Sad Day In America?"

         “WHAT IS A SAD DAY IN AMERICA?”

It is a “Sad Day” in America when you wake up every day worrying about being 
black, educated and female.

It is a “Sad Day” in America when you wake up every day and there is a new battle.

It is a “Sad Day” in America when you wake up living on the outside of the 
American Dream, but you live within America and you have nightmares about 
walking in the shoes of another race in your view.

It is a “Sad Day” in America when Civil Rights begin to regress over 40 years.

It is a “Sad Day” in America when you have to worry about what religion or 
denomination you belong too.

It is a “Sad Day” in American when the words “I can” in the word American does 
not represent “I can because I am free.”

Instead it becomes an obstacle because others continue to suppress me---
because of my race, religion, sex, ability or disability? 

It is a “Sad Day” in America when we accept mediocracy.

It is a “Sad Day” in America when we cannot accept our fellow man or fellow 
woman.

It is a “Sad Day” in America when others cannot hear or see.

It is a “Sad Day” when we can no longer show empathy.

It is a “Sad Day” when all we do is “nothing”.


The “Glorious Day” will come when we learn the history of others, walk with 
others by empathizing with others and consider ourselves  brothers and sisters 
in “One America”, one fight, one battle, one love-- until that time “it is” and “will 
be”  a “Sad Day” in America.



copyright@2006 by Carrie M. Love-Atkins 


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She waits.


I see her still in twilights shroud
At visions edge she’s standing still
She lives on for me, but makes no sound
Her presence felt , a loving glow.

She watches me with sightless eyes
The look that speaks but makes no sound
Where shadows spill she lingers now
But when I look I cannot see, just feel. 

She should be here if fate were kind
My partner in the quite times
I miss the things she needed that I gave.
That giving soul that has now passed.

She waits, I know she does.
The bond that held will always be
She was my friend, my love, my charge.
Now my pain, my loss, my memory’s dear.


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Nerves x 9



Through the screen door her eyes rose with mine feverishly I rehearsed each romantic word in my mind caught in a tongue tie still desperately I searched luckily for me the spring flowers had just birthed along the leading pathway to the doorway of dreams I turned for one moment falling to my knees plucked nine white roses setting them at her feet still without a word sweat streaming down in beads I caught my first breath and quickly ran away.....


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Love declares His Love

Love they say is a many splendid thing-

Love wove for me
Such a fine necklace
All gleaming with tiny droplet pearls
That hung from a sheer gossamer thread
Dazzling in clear beauty
Glistening in the morning gold of the frosty morn

Love sings for me the finest song
From the golden throat of a nightingale
Like the sounds of many violins
Stringing a tune of lonely times and long lonely nights
when he waited and listened to the wind for my whispers
Of loving response

Love shines and twinkles in the midnight hour when
Declaring on heavens evening robes where
Jewels dance across life’s moving screen
Love declares His undying passion
For me

Then dawn rose from a heart on fire
It lit the garden with morning sun
Radiant-wearing the finest perfume
And colors of the rainbow bowed
In memory of our first lost embrace
The King waits anxiously-
For my smile and my heart.

© Brenda V Northeast 28th July 2012


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Gift of a friend

I remember meeting you,
I was young girl lost,
You reached your hand and showed me the entrance to twilight,
Between heaven and earth,
We dances on the crystal water, 
While the fish swam beneath us in circles, 
You taught me the language of the fairies and how to dance with black wolves,
We howled to the autumn moon,
While running through the forbidden woods
You gave me the key to life,
We soared with the angelic angels into the infinite sky,
 Reaching the stars they showed us the path to bliss, 
Swirling into the galaxy we united into one, 
Swings on vines through the jungle
Eating dinner with the lion king,
And listened to the story of Rama and Sita
But one day you fell into darkness and I chased you into the depts of space,
Reaching my hand you grabbed it,
So let us enter twilight once more between heaven and earth.


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i am part 2

I am the wind 
beneath the 
sparrows wings 
as it heavenly sings.
I am the single rose 
sitting in a barren land.
I am the the lions voice,
and the partridge voice as they 
rejoice. 

I am the beam of light 
penetrating the vastness
of the worlds darkness.

The secret power is 
no secret,the secret 
power is me.

I am the secret power revealed
and concealed in greatness.
I am the suns majestic flames.
The clarity of rain drops,
the zest ,to the minds
bland thoughts of boredom.
I am entertainment.
I am the wood pecker,
soaring steadily in the
balmy winds picking at success.
I am the eagles soaring over
sweet allysum, capturing the sent. 

Stupendous I am,
Preening my mind with knowledge,
a pen rigged with wisdom,
wisdom speaks beyond paper 
as it leaks from the pore of my quill.
I am the potion full of devotion. 
My pen rigged with morphine,
killing I hope the pain of my readers 
with poems.

You are no longer lugubrious,
lugubrious you are not.
Healed and fixed upon the first dosage.

I am ,I am ,
I am the poetic doctor,wooing medicine 
from the green pastures,
 to robe my pen with healing secrets.
I am the nectarines of peach orchards
 basting the mouth of pages with sweet words.
Sweet splash sweet splash. I am the sweet taste. 
I am the revival of a sun baked raisin, the
 revival to a corps laying beneath circling 
vultures of the Arabian dessert. 
I am the fragments of light circling your heart,a campfire,
the supplier of its poetic aspire. 
I am the fridge for poetic dreams,
preventing from expire, raising 
heat of poetry soup higher and higher. 

Ill never retire until my face
 wrinkled and my hair grey wire.
My pen aiming for a writing desire. 
On icy roads I keep traction with 
hot ink and mental snow tires.
I am a poet wrobed with 
creative ink and sapphire.
I am safe gaurding the gates
 of a dying world of poetry.

looked upon as a fool why should I stop, 
because kids from high school saide iam not cool,
what is their some rule that makes it uncool.
It must be april fools ,safe guarding 
your desire is a golden rule.
I am the hope, iam poetrys stool fueling
 it with my hand tool full of ink iam the talisman of poetrys gates.
I know who I am and this inspires ME!!!

By: Elliott Bowe
Inspirational Contest
Sponsor:Gail Doyle


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Love Letter



I am amazed by the power of you words,
They seep through my skin
Like ink’s aphrodisiac,
And I feel powerless to stop them,
The mere thought of your hands
Touching me makes
Atoms explode inside my chest,
As if a universe is being born,
A light sweat glistens over my form
As my eyes devour every syllable,
My heart beats to the tune you write,
With quickened breath 
I feel it consuming me,
This sexual fantasy wax lyrical,
I fail, not miserably but excitedly
To control my minds dirty idiom,
Where do the thoughts of lust go?
I feel them cling to me
Begging to be made manifest,
Tonight your pen is my phallic pleasure,
Take me and make me your muse.


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The Universal Man

I shall live and die By my own accord Only my God may judge me To him I've proved my worth I am still here fighting It matters not what for On my ship of righteousness Headed for waters unexplored The clear night sky will darken And the clouds seem ominous I take heed to the sure signs From them I won't digress They are in the way of my dreams And hopes that fill my sails Like the wind from my heaven Keeps my skin tough as nails Evil comes to tempt me I am not immune Sometimes I play the hero Other times I'm just a fool Either way the choice is mine I make it with my free will For that's the gift he gave me And for what I fight for still The government is coming To bring a chaos they call order The line has been drawn Between two sides there is a border I feel myself being torn To choose a fate in stone Let this be a lesson Why I wander on my own Minds can be controlled I see it every day The weak wills fall like dominos That lie littering my way An obstacle before me I iron will it to the end And when the devil comes to dance with me I have already started to transcend into everything around I am the universal man my true form I shall disguise I am hiding it from this great Satan they say will come for my demise I know he will find me maybe he already has in a long gone nightmare that my soul he stole at last if I remember correctly I can't say I recall ever escaping his grip or did it ever touch me at all?


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A Message from West Texas - Recited

She sent me a message while I was walking Mr. Reilly,
She said “Look up, and tell me what you see.”
I thought I would impress her with my poetical ways so I answered,
Bus zooming by…
Brown leaves on the sidewalk ahead,
And a shadowy figure that Reilly and I will soon pass,
The smell of the Indian bakery warming my insides on an autumn evening.
“I love fresh bread,” she said, “What do you hear?”
Crisp slate grey sky,
And the wind gently shaking loose more tan and brown leaves,
And cars sliding by,
Each with its unique sound of tires on asphalt,
 Creating its own steady hush.
She then messaged, “You’re very good at this,
I’m going to read that again!”
but I went on…
A few drops of cool rain,
The rain here, even when it’s pouring,
Seems to be made of a lighter liquid.
It’s not the hard thick drops of a West Texas down pour,
And it’s almost disappointing when
I don’t have the residual layer of dirt on my windshield after the rain,
Almost.
They say there is thunder in the springtime,
But I suspect they don’t know what real thunder is,
Here in California.
In the West Texas springtime,
When entire sky is filled with all the mountains,
That are missing from the landscape,
You can feel the power and,
The threatening posture of the storm,
But you take up the challenge and face the lightning,
And it fills you with excitement,
And if you have a lover,
It is during these storms that your fantasies come true.
Silver flashes across your lover’s skin,
Passion filled faces caught in the strobe of lightning,
And the pounding rain beating on the windows.
The mix of cold wet air, 
And the sweaty heat of deep kisses and breath.
They don’t know what they’re missing here,
In California,
But I do,
And maybe someday I’ll have her.

Michael F. Lewis
11/29/2012

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ToCr_Xo1LPk


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My Heart


My heart is wound around your heart.
Mine is sustained by the beat of yours every day.
My dreams are wrapped around your dreams,
As I find peace in your arms and ways.

My vision is colored in life’s beauty
And you were the one to show it to me.
My happiness grew out of the knowledge
Of the life you built with me.

You taught me how to love this world 
Amid all the tragedies that befall a life.
And you taught me to find God’s way
When he brought you, my soul mate, into my life.


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his and hers

his smile mesmerized her
her scent intoxicated him
his eyes hypnotized her
her touch magnetized him..

precious moments linger...

passionately
divinely
sensually

his strong hands caressed her
her flowing hair tickled him
his sweet kisses captivated her
her playfulness enticed him

purely
safely
freely

precious moments linger...

his tenderness showered her
her dewy glow bathed him
his legs entwined with hers
her legs entwined with his..

precious moments linger...

for eternally they are...

his and hers.


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Vanilla Skies II

Lips kissing moist, wet, lips..
Sugary pink; silk, sliding softly
Gently, amid love's tender thighs
Orgasmic bliss; in moonbeam tides.


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Wisps of wonder under a California moon

a well crafted necklace
surrounds your neck

	(long 
                      smooth 
                              inviting)

delivers  subtle accusations
of adultery…
 …cannot be faithful, 
only you alone must endure
these constant 
passing’s by of tempting selections;

		forced still
		head down
		layered 

like a deck of cards hopes for a queen,
curses the joker.

slowly  i pull back your fastened ribboning
the very fabric that hides
your forbidden fluid, ceremonial aroma
floats orchids across the breeze
plucked perfectly from your long stem

to pour all of you
fulfills	
	all of me...
		selfish me!

scent trembles
excites my senses
eyes seduced to closure,
your taste never alien…
	
no longer forcing away your temptation
firmly grasping
caressing your thin waist
exiling premature hesitation
lifting, 
tilting, 
our mouths become one
pouring every ounce passionately
a want that cause angels to turn,
afflicting the harvest moon to blush.

swishing you around my tongue
leaving a masque of satisfaction
	(clouds losing breathe)

exhaling slowly
looking into your eyes
pleasant is this longing

                 (smoke barrels, oak crates, blackberries)

passing one simple statement:

“I am thankful for bottles of Merlot”


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Declaration

Today I fixed my gaze upon the sun itself,
no longer blinded or taunted by its presence;
 intoxicated and bewitched by your splendor.
A minion of the moon; always beautiful.

So easily you lift me past the midnight of my soul,
lighting this heart by the mere bidding of your word;
and I gladly dwell in love’s labyrinth,
feasting upon sweet anticipation,
loving you; I hunger for it.

Through your whispering bones, 
I am absorbed, permeated by waves
of infinite seeds of pleasure,
as I walk through your storm dissolving;
fainting in the arms of ecstasy.
My tongue has pronounced it;
just short of dying.



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I Do

A blue bird chants a song.
A beautiful, passionate song.

Silent as a dove she waits.
Counting down the dates
until her love will find
a beauty so divine.
Her heart of gold 
And herself so bold.
She can but only pray to see
that single true man-to-be.
Their love will forever last
gone with each's past.

As summer beats along
she prepares her vow.
To love as you allow.
Their compassion so strong,
with not a thing wrong.
Nothing can compare,
the deep love they will always share.

As she walks down the aisle
thinking it's all for you,
just to love and say, "I do."


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Even my smile

Drifting
slowly
in the warmth
of her desire;
I rise 

My every member,
is on fire

Yes,
even
my smile


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If you name a poem something cheesy like--- Venus --- it Will only get twenty reads

"What's your story?"
she questions,
"you seem interesting."
wildflower
in eyes
I reply, "NOW."

often people become confused
by such a unique response
not this one

she's a beauty
shiny minded stone
lives warm under veins
lacks definition of alone

alone she stands
tallest green blade
unscathed
each time the oily blade passes above

erect 
she stays the same
tingling pulses exhale her pores
she'd rather sink
than have to think the way of worldly whores

still...
malice skips her
no ripples in the lake
dripping from her face
sunshine slips across tangerine cheeks

gold flows throughout waves 
streaming locks
sky clear eyes surprise those
choosing to be consumed 
by her entice

hands free of envy
no webs to spin
hips unmolested
thighs slick
turpentine

be warned
she will divide you
no voodoo 
or silly twisted games
though safe may escape you

blemish-less
untangled...
the girl
she
Goddess
baby of zero maybes
KNOWS
how?
she knows

as clarity lent us its giant umbrella 
her lipstick smacked my tongue 
from there
we never looked back



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Shut up and READ

Just shut up and read
You know what you say
Can never compare
With what you write…
Shut up and Read

Your written words
Are the power socket
That with wet hands I touch
Electrified to the core
Shut up and Read

The foreplay begins
As your words bring to life
The passion you’ve penned
The melting begins
My heart in a flurry
The tingling starting
Shut up and read

Oh dear, oh dear,
Now shut up...stop reading
Reach out to me
Quick
Gather me in
You’ve earned what you seek
My hot breath on your cheek
My lips quiet the words...
Take me in
Shut up, SHUT UP!!!!
Let lovemaking begin

Eileen Manassian Ghali


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Moody Black's People

surrounded by incredibly 
talented 
oracular 
spectacular individuals
bonded by word 
spoken
yet  heard to the third....
Power!
awake 
within the stillness
this hour 
harmonically invested
spiritual benevolence 
fuels their army of relevance
  
the rarest  people you'll meet
standing up for freedom
feet to the street 
sharing their fearless soul
with body and mind aligned
complete
in control

*(dedicated to Moody Black's Upstate S.C. Poetry team, and Dr. Richard Moss)


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Adrift

You are adrift
In my ocean thoughts
Your mouth is a current
I am swept under


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Inherent Temperament

Don't be so tortured, passion.

Don't be so metal rimmed in servitude
to all that's over the top and brimming with enigma's breath
Don't be the pump of blood adrenaline
on all the days one might have called
the moon out on her day of death.

Don't be so riddled, passion.

Don't be so all elusively inclined
to all that want a taste of you with grasping hands
Don't be the hide to seek tonight
in all this dark when even stars
grow quaint in the ignite of their demands.

Don't be so waning, passion.

Don't whisk the room in tenderness
past all the sense of first encounter's countenance
Don't rinse the obligated sigh
in love's delight and broken breath
when all we want is permanence.

Don't be so quiet, passion.

Don't leave us here with metal lips
to kiss desire in last good bye's and marriage vows
Don't rinse your hands of us tonight
as we live on adrenaline 
and bated tongues immerse you even now...


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Ink

Ink.
Black as both the crow and the cat that Edgar Allen Poe wrote of.

Ink.
More meaningful than you might think.
Words penetrate our hearts and minds, but
ink does both and sinks deep within and between the pages, binding, and lines.

Ink.
Dark and mysterious.
Yet clear and concise.

Ink.
Hurtful, yet helpful.
A never failing flicker of light.

Ink.
A tool, a hobby, the hearts design
A love, a passion, a joy and a show of affection, rejoicing, celebration and of all that is mentioned and more combined.

Ink.
Man's gift, man's privilege,  man's pot of knowledge and gold.

Ink.
Both for the young, the aging, and the old.

Ink.
A device to say both hello and goodbye.
A way to rejoice, sound sorrow, or joy.
A way to say I love you, to someone for whom which you care.
A way for them to say the same, six words of miscomprehended compare.

Ink.
A way to convey feeling, to record history and time.
A way to teach us, knowledge that we may not else find.

Ink.
Forever it stays.
Black as night and yet light as day.

Ink.
Our greatest invention, always it must stay.


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Inferno

                                                        It consumes
                                                      A flash burning
                                                        Scarlet white
                                                         Ardent Heat
                                         Radiant within starless obscurity
                                                        Incinerating
                                             Entirely all within its grasp
                                          Flowing away on heat waves
                                                        Carrying off
                                                      Embers aglow
                                                    Pluming skyward
                                                        Ever higher
                                    Where the convergence is complete
                                                      And then upon
                                           The approach of daybreak
                                      Where flames burn low and blue
                                                           Cooling
                                               The ashes left behind
                                                               Are
                                   Two embering and cindered lovers


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Growing Prose -My Passion-

Sweet prose
          Flow,
As sweet vines
          Grow.






For "MY PASSION" contest.---There it is, short and sweet:)


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Dance Concert

Ankle wrapped, lipstick gleams
Music is heard in the backbeats of faint rhythms
This is just me, and myself

There are people           there             Lollypop prima donnas
Modern dance bare feet rebelrinas, SpicySalsa Latina Coke Bottles
Loud and HERE hip-hop mamas

Shadows, backstage
Just me, and myself, here

Girls surround the mirror, preening like ugly hens for a rooster
That only sees himself
Lycra glittering tightly stretched, no imperfections allowed In these bodies, 
messing up is no longer an option, it never was a option

Just look at the pretty picture they are painting
Dancing, speaking without voices of their own
poetry in motion, they call it
"I just want them to look at me", she says.
Right.. go ahead and dance to the beat of everyone else

Feet fretfully practicing [Fake]French with an American accent
                           Jeté, pas, Chaîné
S'il vous plaît danser votre coeur hors
In Attitude

                                                                                                   Get It Shawty

This is the very last time

Just me, and myself
Lost in whispers of melodies, movement strains and scents of
Righting lefts, lefting wrongs, up and downs to my
very own song
Stage right, upper wing,
                                      Open up the Curtains
                                                                      Cue and a one, two, three
Spotlight     flashes in the eyes to hide all cynical opinions, judgments are blinded

this is my stage, don’t lie to me, this is my stage
There are no lies here

Four, five, six, seven, eight, and a

And All I Wanna Do
Is just slip away
Into my own
Beat


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Sakura

the one whose beauty I treasure the most
Brittle and dark her love no one knows
As if under a spell that does not go
She makes an appearance every year 
Sometimes early or later 
This is the time I hold dear
All who see her are halted in awe
She is beautiful but not yet mine
I don’t want her to ever leave
I will love her until the end of time


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Bite.

Stone apples 
painted green granite
lip gloss lips to kiss them
frozen smiles bitten

Red breath
from a lover's listen
Stone apples
wondering what is missing...


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the flying monkey

there once was a flying monkey who didn't know what to eat.  so he ate the old scraggly poop hanging from his butthole.  His friends thought he was weird but i didnt. i do that all the time.  it tastes good.


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Room C13

I raced through my chores, braided my hair in cornrows
Meticulously washed my body, daub the back of my ears
The insides of my elbow, and my wrist, with my then cheap perfume
There my pulse beat, no longer fluttering like a butterfly
But racing away at 5 horsepower speed

I put on my favorite dress, navy blue with tiny white polka dots
Red buttons going down from the neck to the hem
Flowing skirt falling from a cinched waist to mid calf 
Finally I slide my feet into cream patient clogs 
Adorned with red petals on the sides

“Mom I’ll be back soon”.  I said
“OK dear, walk safe and don’t stay out late”.  She said 
Through the door I dashed and across Pancho’s open lot
Anticipation taking control of my pounding heart
Each step I took carried me one step closer
But in fact, felt like I wasn’t going fast enough

I hurried along the Spanish Town to Kingston main road
Going west to Jamaica School of Agriculture 
Where in its core lies building C room #13
Within room C13, awaits, like the earth void of rain
My man, my lover, my friend

I entered the portals of JSA, the guards smiled with me
Knowingly!  They knew me enough by this
Not to enquire of my reason for entering
I climbed the hills, though smooth the road
Entered campus grounds, hardly a breath could catch

With racing heart and panting breath, I entered building C
Up the stairs I swept like a queen entering her throne room
Tap, tap, tap, on the door of #13, the door swings open
There standing before me, a magnificent specimen of humanity
My lover

Tall as the pine tree, dark as mahogany, and oh, so handsome!
He took my hand, and I entered his web
Kisses me as if I was his oasis, his fountain of cool clear water,
To quench his dry and thirsty being

I felt sweet drowning, like a moth to the flame being pulled
Sweet whispers, heart-stopping kisses, frantic hands
And, and, and……
Never forgotten memories of you, sweet, dearest David


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Melting Pot

"Melting Pot" in passionate promenade' a steamy melting pot invites two sultry silhouettes into labyrinth lovelight beneath the searing sunrise emoting a sonata as sizzle emanates. heat ascends from crimson sheets of satin invigorating pulses of intimate paramours excited by forbidden fruit evoking a tempting scene deep in clandestine as glaze of bodies glide in simultaneous groan pleasured fascination energizes Summer heat. mellow afterglow radiates upon lovers as they contemplate a repeat performance ...once is not enough... inhaling the perfumed essence of bedroom fantasy under an umbrella of sunset infused by blazing rays aura basking in humidity of emotion. weaving a delicate design of memories to linger softly in subconscious palette simmering heat of romance entwines as the dance continues in mysterious scalding desire. *For Debbie Guzzi's HEAT Contest ...


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touching me

every touch
is like the wind
airbrushing the lake
soft ripples flowing
towards the center
vanishing 
until the next brush
of your hands
gently gliding
down

each kiss
paints me autumn's colors
making my breath rise
then fall like the shadows
on walls as the sun seduces
the clouds

each day
i grow more vibrant
in color
and shine
from within this heart
that's filled with love
because of you...


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Body Of Curiosity

Loneliness surrounds us
Sounds of water droplets
This mint burst of breath
Lingering within my clothes
We talk of tongue
Discovering hands
Lying with bare skin
Leg on leg
Pulling of sheets
Tugging of hair
Hands locked backwards
This feeling of pleasure
As you slide in deeper
Body of curiosity
Our hearts meet
Over and over again
Pleasurable motion
Charming touches
Feelings of want
You slide in deeper
Whispers heard
From around the room
Desperate moans tune
Louder we sing
Deeper it seems
Hearts beating faster
Body of curiosity
Temperature increase
Pulling of sheets
Tugging of hair
I feel your mind wander 
Within me
Sweet calls of names
Between us lies your mind
In and out it seems 
Between us
Connected just right
Groaning of the night
Feelings of want
Our bodies quiver
Legs spread at each corner
Crawling fingers discover
Your mind wanders inside me
Touching my heart deeply
Connected together
Body of curiosity


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Night Poem

It waits...
A prickle about to lodge
In the heart of a Mighty Light

Above the low-dipped setting sun
The Knightly Night prepares to come

To lift me like a rising fog
Up to greet the countless stars -
That twinkle at a Sun's descent.

The horizon painted with lullaby
Of colours and their somber tune
Day's bed is laid behind blue mountains
And quietly it goes to sleep.

Inside the womb of a Sleeping Day
Begins a fierce protest 
of dreaming thoughts
Now stirred awake.

Then out of the thick and cluster
And whatever dangers of flight await
Newborn wings of thought emerge
And rise and rise and rise
Captured by the winds of Night -
Arisen

To wander heights
To kiss the skies
To dance to the gentle humming
Of spirit drums -
Wings beating
A duet with the breeze.


So when day comes breaking through
Dawn is greeted by what was writ
At the festival of it's eve.

With merriment's ink: 
A Kiss; 
A dance; 
A song etched deep: 
Art carved out of sky.

Title: Night Poem


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My Beloved

Silver this chalice...
Placing it atop the mantel
Stoking passions fire which burns
Red the wine while night spreads its 
Cloak and frost becomes the glass 
That another autumn's repose; bare
These branches dripping to grasp
Visions which etch her beauty's name
About the rose clad windows pane
Adorned with day two heart's...
She claims; waltzing up this path
Sage the vase where petals fall 
Joyous shadows upon the twineful wall 
Pirouetting amid silent streams; light 
Her knock her voice a souls delight...
Gold the chalice of, my beautiful beloved.


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Healing a bleeding rose

A soul weeps in flesh for the pain I left behind.
 I am sorry for the pain,the tears, I left for you to bear. 
These healing words I send with a bumble bee to heal a bleeding rose. 
These napkin like words I pray can wipe your tears and snotty nose.
 I was young and naive,I cherished my pride instead of your heart . 
There the coldest winter did start. 
If it makes you happy I disposed of the mistress. 
Who faded in long lost memory of shadowed kisses.
 No,no,no I am sorry for writing that,
its a poets bold habit of honesty,
but in writing this I thought i should be honest and honest I shall be.I apologize for leaving your emotions suppressed,unknown and ostracized. 
Yes, I know the ocean swollen with your tears,the angels descended on a bloody battle field to  hear your cry.I hope you can summons them again and reconsider the report to the almighty farther. 
If I could write this apology in the eye of the sky I would,for my remorse to be seen , a once foolish human being .Your heart I didn't mean to decay. I apologize for the lies, cries,for making you eat sadly all those ice creams and soggy apple pies,from absorbing tears fallen from yours eyes. Left to wonder in the vastness of the universe alone. I am sorry also sorry for the smudged ink and some of the lines. I cried along with them, imaging your painful times.


Yours truly Elliott Bowe 
To:Simone Descartes


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Rented duvet

We did not wait
for the full undress

No,
not a stitch on us, while,
deep love made
giggles and…

the rough
fabric
burns



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My inner palace

welcome
to my  inner palace 
built in
sturdy passion
beautiful love

colorful garden
with fragrant flowers 
to greet you 
with my sweetest smile 

strong pillars
of verses and
rhythms 
created a temple of love

peaceful atmosphere 
in comfortable love

Though noiseless 
however
your whisphers 
reached  the ears of my souls

in a softest candle light dinner
patiently waiting
for your present

to enjoy your laughters
and stories

to drink
all sweet lovely tears patter 

i give you 
my special key called love
to welcome you
in my inner palace


~ (c) Sukmawati komala ~ 
07March 2013


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If Only

If only it didn't just take a second to get to heaven
The devil's smiling, bet he didn't tell you it's the fast track to hell
My smile's only temporary, but so is this life sentence I've been given
I never was asked if I wanted to start living.

So I'm..
Hanging by a thread
My sanity is laughing at me
In the mirror, staring at the person 
Who seems to be wandering
Empty and lost, like a penny on tails
Unlucky and left behind, story of a person
Such as mine.

My confusion is confused
Piece of mind tattered and loose
The love song from my heart, sings to the wind
Carrying on, I think it's never to end
Because it winds like the river
Occasionally winks and sparkles
Off a sunset reflection, searching for a tomorrow
But sometimes deep blue
Sad, like the pulsing veins
Of a heartbroken poet
Insane in the brain.
 
If only you could see me, then maybe.
If only you could save me, yeah then maybe.

Then maybe
Tears wouldn't run down the face and
Hurry away from the pain in the eyes
Of a person with nightmares
And teardrop filled skies.

A person who dreams of a better tomorrow
But memories are the chains
Bearing back her heart 
And holding the jagged pieces together
From falling apart.

I'm lonely
Do you see my face?
I'm trying
To get a grip nowadays
Yeah you could help me
Get me out of this place
If only, yeah if only.

Hoping one day another
Will hear her song through the breeze
And linger back to the place 
Where she kneels hopelessly
Desired to be glued together
Band aid, or tacked
She just wants to become whole again
And never look back.
Wants to trampled by love
Stampeded to the beat
Of love and loyalty
Someone she can keep.

Her broken smile will reign
And she'll rip stanzas from her soul
Trickling toxic tragedies
Painting pictures in your eyes
Watch her sorrows like a movie
On replay in your mind.
 
Her theatre is her torture chamber
Lashing you down to your raw memories
Don't look around, don't hide
Don't let your mistakes trouble your mind
Your blood is flowing
And you've still got time
To change the future
Is to change your mind

Maybe, then maybe.
You could save me
After you save yourself
Then you could help me
I've got nobody else, if only.

Yeah
If only.


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Spirit Of The Ink Well

Rising from within my quill
Waves of ink crest and crash
Upon the papered shoreline
Riding in and out on the tides
Of yesterday found…

Sullying the once untainted
With both the rash and tender
Of the restive poetic spirit
An autonomous symbiosis
Of today’s moments…

Endlessly seeking identification
Ink scrawled candle flames illume
Scratched out paths into tomorrow
The journey of the minds eye
Of tomorrows chance…

Each penning a new step forward
Into our own intangible dreams
Our elusive target moves ever further
Where no direction can lead us on
Of our poetic hopes…


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just breathe

five days of ecstasy
followed by seven days of anguish
trying to catch his breath
his ghosts, get there first
and he crashes

as reality sets in,
sadness overwhelms 

memories scattered throughout his room
serve as bittersweet comfort
forcing a smile, while on the verge tears
he begins to pick up the pieces left behind

he cues the music
songs not so familiar,
but ring true to his ears
classics for them in the making
he can't help but listen
and wonder if she can hear

as his head hits the pillow
he realizes, 
he can no longer smell her,
on his sheets,
or her comforting touch,
underneath

but he remembers her voice,
telling him to breathe

one day at a time
a motto his father lives by
now his life support
a reason to push thru
and wait for that one perfect day

he can finally grasp forever
in a not so distant future
he just has to remember to breathe


©DamienMichaels2009


©©


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On These Shores

Make love on the shores of expectation
Ease away the tensions of tomorrow
Release emotions aching with desire
Channel energy otherwise misplaced

Meet me on the edge of imagination
Where only love exists; one heart
Mounting peaks of cascadiing heights
A never ending division of paces

Make love on the shores of anticipation 
Touched in ways thought improbable 
Stripped and exposed for the naked truth
Velvet touch to this blooming rose buds end


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Tone Down the Intensity

Tone down the intensity
Is like telling the sun
Not to reach its zenith
Of blazing, scorching heat
Or telling the waterfall
Just as it is ready to gush
Down in a tumult of
Freshness to hold back
At the edge
Or telling the volcano
Seconds away from erupting
Hot molten lava
To reingest the heat
And lie dormant
Or telling the tsunami
That is rushing headlong
To the shoreline
To recede back into
Nothingness and let go
Of its momentum of power
Or the shooting star
To not leave a sparkling trail
As the friction with air
Causes it to burn in brilliance
But to remain motionless
A pale light
On a dotted black sky

Tone down the intensity
For a person who embodies it
Is like telling nature to stand still
With bated breath
When all it wants to do
Is burst into a song of celebration.

Tone down the intensity?
Not a chance…
Tone UP the capacity
To live life!

Eileen Manassian Ghali


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THE THINKERS OF SOLITUDE

Locked in the mind of a poet, is the thinker
Of solitude, within this chamber of the mind,
Imagination's inspirational soul is set free,
From the tethering of reality.
Our poetic wings ascend outwardly,
To grapple the currents of passion,
Romance, and seduction, we are
The enchanted beings, here in our
Dreaming domain, of ever lasting beauty.
Flights creatures of imagery, soaring
Through the expressive dictionary of
Words and meanings, swirling, gliding
Into the emotional whirl winds of thought.
Living hurricanes, rocking the cyber nets,
With our storms of the inspired.
Bards of the lost art of poetry,
Breathing life into this art of the written word
Once more, 
In brilliance eloquence, do the poetic at heart. 
So shine we whom are the thinkers of solitude.

08-04-2014


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Spring

I think about you and my soul sings
Of all the endless springs 
That await us, rich and promising
in their fertility,
I want to lie with you in the grass,
I want to lose myself in you there,
Hidden away from the glare,
I want to take you; outside in the sun and
Beneath the swaying trees,
Marvel as the rays gild you in gold,
Open and ready,
Surrounded by scents- sweet and musky,
Covered by your weight; 
Warm and heavy,
I want to lie with you,
And watch the flowers bloom.

© Kavisha Saga and Ek Choti Kavita, 2014


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Miracle

Through many endless miles of line, I found you, somehow.
From all the many faces that I have seen on my computer
screen, I am drawn to you like a bee to honey.
Curiously, I stare fondly at your picture wondering what
is the magic concealed behind your eyes.
Such a magnificent little gem that you are, I do not
feet worthy of you.  
Although, your beauty intimidates me, I feel that I must
gather up the courage to discover the treasures 
secretively hidden within the beauty that is so
enchanting to me.  


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Animalistic Love

Animalistic Love

How can I describe making love to you?
So many words I would like to use
Love to use
I know they are offensive to some
Maybe some have never experienced such passion
Others may have but not known the words to describe it
In that dark room with the curtains drawn
We found worlds beyond our own in every touch
There was a choir singing above
Yet they could not drown our primitive screams
There are so many words out there
Used in normal conversation around the world
They should be used since the passion was there
Animalistic instincts from pre-ancient times
Before man was man
Before moralistic views came into play
The instincts are still there
Raging as a fire deep within out groins
Yet, modern sensitivity limits the words describing those emotions
The raging passion will never be restricted by others
That one moment of total sharing
What words can tell of those pure feelings?
How can I describe making love to you?
I can’t!


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April showers

Of first embrace and broken glass
I cherish that first spark
New light upon our forest' dark.

Do you recall that northern wind? 
It came at first so swift
Perhaps our growing light enraged
Poor Hopelessness', her whims denied
Inspired shadows from retreat
Those having once left us in our light.

"There's hope for you!” her battle cries
“Forwards; towards the glowing night
Attack! The lion will not bite
I promise he will turn blind eyes
Go back! I will cover your eyes!”

“Follow storms winds descent
True path through forests dense
Enter hence. 
Rip, tear, rent!
From low to high
Head to toes
Even to above
Where dark forest glows

Churn even these shades
Whites and grays 
Yellows arrayed,
Where once were dulled

"My children do not stop there!"
She would say,
"You must inscribe them full
Lest unseen hopes, occupy as slivers
As pretending tones, they have been known to hide
Shimmers upon the edge of shades
We must leave them emptied, lost whims, denied
Their ways left as waste to ruins 
Despairs do not relent with dooms
Leaving chance to sparks in time
Per chancing kindles from hearts that loom.”

“Descend, my raging opaque!
The dense itself engrave
Teach young love old lessons
That she may now know at such young age
The heart of this forest lessened.”

“Now go' my shadowed tails delight
Slice sharp paths without care
Cause those within their ears too bear
The roaring of fresh leaves…
Torn from their rightful place
Before the given time”

“Dying screams let them endure
Let them feel your shadows
….Purge!” 

The cold so swift
We were so sure This was spring

........residues
Your body’s naked form, lovely
Dropping, encircling our flame
Dying breath
Woman’s instinct
Nurturing
Disregarding winds intent 

Then came the rains' extinguishing
Saving coals
Your hands were warm
My feet were cold
I shiver at this memory.
…Rains cold intensity
The downpour overcoming 
Me
I'm sorry I could not see
My circle enclosed circles now
Circling

I knew the dark complete

As our smoke heavenward arose
To late this pittance; ash offerings
Ashes on the ground 

Then came the rivers rage
Cutting its path through the heart
Forever too leave
Forever leaving its mark
Upon our forest dark 
Meandering on; its choosing path 
And I with it beside; belonged
For a chosen time

My love again I say
For a chosen time
Do you understand?
I chose the time of days

My shame


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Ode to the Lineman

Pulled himself to the very top 
Looked over the world on high 
Felt the warm and stirring breeze 
falling from the sky 
Knowing this was how it felt 
to soar above the land 
To feel so safe away from things 
so free to be alive 
Yet down the pole we all must come 
to touch the very ground 
This is where we laugh and play
gives us what we need 
The loving smile of a young girl's face 
a women's tender care 
For up above the pole to fly 
is nothing but the air 
But on the soil we grow and live 
to reach out, to touch, to give 
So keep your feet upon the ground 
take a good long look around 
and see if flying above the pole 
isn't like living in a hole 
from where you never see  
the reaching hands pulling you down 
pulling you down to be


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Ocean Beyond The Stars

Through them one can see an ocean.

Her ocean.

It's there beyond.

Beyond the stars.

The stars in her eyes.

Upon her sea there are no boats.

If you wade too far, there is no hope
of rescue.

Still where her beaches are,
there's warm soft sand.
For her to walk.
Peaceful and calm.
Save the gentle breeze tickling her arm.
Save the calls of the sea gulls.

She holds some wet stones
cupped
in her left hand.
Shiny and sparkling.
But, not
always
beautiful.
Not always smooth
and soothing
to touch.

She contemplates each in turn.
Her collection.

Then
she gazes out upon the ocean and above it to the stars.
The stars beyond.

And so,
they are reflected there.
Forever reflected there
in her eyes.


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Thy Divine Mercy

Thou art merciful
in so that you doust
the flames of loathsome torment
that grows in thy heart
Being this said be mine
be mine and we will dispel
winters veiling gaze of discontentment
we are masters of stars 
envied by lordships and peasants alike
fatal star destined lovers 
brought forth to the world
from the loins of two foes
but destined to love till death
consumes us like a veil
while we sleep away the rest of our eternal
lives we wait to be reborn to love again


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Black Velvet

Midnight lace crimson bows
Afore this reflectless glass
Laboring breath
As untying her negligee
Revealing, her beautiful breast
Reaching for my palms
With trembling hands
Placing them gently atop
Love's, warm beating heart
While wanton she stares
Gazing deeply within
These enchanted eyes
Pulling her close her
Neck to bare; red rose
Her clitoris, in flames..
She, quenching my thirst.


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My Soul to Hold

My Lover,

Take my soul—once more,
 
Forget me not, as daisies trodden on
 
Which on the hill is found.
 
I am a weary way-worn traveler,
 
Onward bound to my native shore,
 
Desperate seas I roam alone,
 
Waves of clouds I chase away,
 
Island mist upon my face,
 
Let us meet—once more.
 
Grasp love’s newest breath,
 
Say you love me true,
 
Warm and freely I give to you,
 
My soul to hold—once more.


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Reckless

Reckless flirtation:
The lingering sweetness of wine hindering rationale
as lips engage greedily;
heated breath intoxicating drunken senses even further.

Desire for exploration heightens arousal for the taboo ~
revealing an innate urge to satisfy the hunger within.

Casting aside caution in an attempt of sustaining entrancement
enables pursuing flesh to connect in frenzied abandonment;
propelled by an ache for release necessitated by instinct.

And in the aftermath, 
chilled by impetuosity still moist from the volume of thirst ~
two souls waiver in the realization of their actions,
as silent tears of ignominy wash blame from their wringing hands....


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Together Drowning...

        Our rising water's
                flooding emotion
                      gasping ecstasy


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Stay Away from the Fire

Stay away from the fire, or you'll get burned:
Something to avoid at all costs and yet….
and YET…
Pain is a primal cry signaling that the fight for life has begun…
It reveals the presence of feelings
Of hopes and dreams
Of stagnant love bursting into streams
A sign of LIFE….LIFE and all it means

“Stay away from the fire, or you’ll get burned,”
Mama wisely said.
Oh, Mama…
I need to feel the pain to know that my stone cold heart is…. 
ALIVE!

Eileen Manassian Ghali


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Reaching for Peaks

The ponderous fog lifted early,
now the widening bounteous blue
makes its presence known,
my feet stay on the ground,
but my eyes climb an upward
journey passing slowly in review
and as big as passion itself.

I'm gently carried to another height,
a caressing contentment and quiet period
where the depths of inspiration
seem limitless among the sculptural
mountains that slope near, then
irregularly lift and fall, and beyond 
every heightening, a new heightening waits.

Resting on the mountaintops, one huge
cloud with scalloped edges of mighty
morning shine, and lingering high above
are the smoldering sunbeams, therefore,
ranks of gold in scattered grandeur
are put on view wherever it falls.

A wandering river coursing unhindered,
alongside, verdant fern that's spread out
like green lace, but also sated
pines in their stateliness of movement.
Reaching for mountain peaks so that
serenity stretches out its sensors
to relieve any inner restlessness or 
turbulence while steadying my hurried pace.


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A Flame Without a Match

The first flame will always be its own.
None can ever mirror it.
A second flame born of the same candle
may be coaxed to life;
but 'twill ne'er be the first.

Go ahead, grab the matches, grab the candles,
everything you need to start that fire.
Light that first flame.
Revel in its fervor, enjoy it while it lasts;
don't be too sad when it burns itself out.

Try to light that same candle, a second time;
if indeed it can be lit at all,
it won't thrill you the same.
Yes, it's still fire; it still mesmerizes,
still creates that heat, and still burns.

But 'twill ne'er be the first.

Now, take a second candle, and put
flint and tinder to that one instead.
Watch it, live with it, savor it -
and when that one too eventually dies down,
riddle me this one question.

That first flame is oft times the fan favorite,
but which, in the end, is truly more precious -
an attempt and mayhap success, at a second,
imitation flame,
or a fresh first, with a different candle?

Make no mistake, on rare occasion that second flame
of a first candle may even be better than the first.
Yet, even were it more ardent than the last,
every single fire is unique -
and some small part of you will always remember that first flame.

Any others may be
more wonderful and fierce,
may be slovenly mimicry,
or may be raw magic in their own right -
but 'twill ne'er be the first.


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Darkness

Complete darkness
No sound at all
This is where you live
No one to talk to
The blackness, engulfing
Smothering the air out of you
In this vast void with lack of light
You are forced to believe
That you see a speck
A tiny green light
Way off in the distance
This blot of light brings so much hope
So many desires
You can hardly breath
Suddenly the light grows larger
You feel elated
Then FLASH
Complete darkness
No sound at all
Things are back
To the way they will always be


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new sensations harbor ill will toward the mind

New ambient light taking hold of that which was once darkened by time.
New thoughts eluding desires and all answers to the questions at hand.
Laminated emotions taking the places of the empty spaces inside the mind.
Feel the love from behind the reinforced glass? Didn’t think it was possible.
Now the age of reasoning comes into play, now is the time for deep thought.
The devil calls for pain, in waves that crash on this body like water on rock.
No visible damage but over time it wears it down to nothing, little by little.
Plunging into the deep end surrounding the mind and clouding the vision.
Breathing is impossible, gasping for air only brings water into the lungs.
This feels like dying. This feels like numbing. This feels better than living.


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Say My Name

Curiousity is definately an understatement,
an obsession, or crazy desire. More like it.
The smell, the sound, feel or taste.
All senses working as one to create it, 
a higly addictive state of mind, full of haste.
Anyone can or can't, make it happen or work it.
Expressions, and high emotions 
or is it just the motions?
Is it your surroundings that create, this 
vindictive passion?
Or is it words that get this fantasy going?
It's a different motivation for everyone, 
result is the same.. I want you to say my name.


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Love To My Husband

I am drawn to you like
The stars to the midnight skies
The Earth to the burning sun
Water to thirsting flowers

I am comfortable with you like
An old pair of boots
A faded pair of jeans
My favorite sweater and scarf

I am at peace with you like
Sitting in a boat in the middle of a lake
Taking a walk in silence in the country
Listening to rain drops fall in the dark of night

I am alive with you
Like the laughter that is uncontrollable
The heart that goes thump, thump, thump
Running through wildflowers in the wilderness

Every ounce of my being
Mind, body and soul are riveted by you
I am alive with you, free with you,
comfortable with you I love you

Heather Mirassou


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Awaiting a New Dawn

I can see clearly 
what has always been.
Love's Horizon
nothing more and nothing less.

My soul careens in this
new emotion timeless
and pure.
Drawn to you by your
dauntless love.

Once I was broken,
now healed by your words spoken.
Your love illuminating the
vast distance from cross to heart..

Transforming a path to
your devotion and side.
Laminating your love for me,
like gentle breeze caresses
the crest of the sea.

I can see clearly now
past the mist of time.
Into a dream sublime.
Awaiting the dawn of
a new heaven timeless 
and pure with you.


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Stricken

My eyes wander across the lush and subtle valleys that embrace the creases in her smiling eyes. 

Illuminated with a connecting glance, 
fires of eternal genetics can not easily be subdued by reason...nor put a far by persecution.

The nervous tension could not possibly be a figment of my own anxiety.

Based off of thoughts about failure from inherit design,
I have broken too many promises already.

The folding pedals of silk embraces have withered in my attention,
My care and desire to place delicate offerings of faith,
replaced by a greed and desire for self gratification.

I have been stricken 
Stricken down by the idea of who I am,
And the promises I can keep.


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Bitten Lips Don't Stand Alone

Common among us may not be everything
With some love, some hate, some passion, some disdain.
But when our hearts ignite inside
To a happy memory, a simple smile, 
Or when we gently tap our feet to the beats of a rhythm-
We feel that one united fire.

So I’ll never back down,
There’s always a dollar, a smile, a love that I can share
With the broken hearted, 
Whose smiles are frowns for in fear they’ve been matted.
And bitten lips stand, alone 
Grappling with the railings of hope,
In the midst of a crowd, in the midst of the storm
They’re the legend, what we define beyond the norm.

We all are, within ourselves, without our strengths
Flaws and all, we fall, stumble to the ground.
Hold your breath for a second, breathe,
We won’t fail this time around
Even if that spark won’t ignite,
Keep on bashing hope and love together, 
Passion will erupt at the center.

To be with, to know, not to live our dreams
But to make someone else’s happen, 
We are what we chose to be.
Hope, we can hope in what our creator’s started
Still we stand, one, not many, a few
Grasping to a dream we all share, knowing one day it’ll come true.


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My daughter, my Queen

My daughter, my Queen
as Solomon said, you are above
the crown on my head
from rubble and stone
gates for a throne
Queen, daughter, Queen
mysterious home 
of pride and lust
forgive me intrust
not what man will give
but take what you must
Power you wield
no doubt in my vein
the blood that is cold 
in warmth you will claim
what is your position
with faith as a seed
man whose fruition
is boasting to bleed
my Queen my throne
thorn in my head
blessed of water
ancient we shed
blackened cough
scares in the skin
Queen have you paid 
too much for a sin
remember the garden
fruit of the sun
you offered me there
a kingdom undone
naked your breast
no temple of shame
I took of your fruit
gave you my name
Queen prophetic
knowing us so
Why you embrace
our invisible soul
sure, God willed
or something the same
man of the dust
woman the rain
Queen of a temple
so Godless, until 
Queen, oh my daughter
your blossom would heal


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Into Turquoise

Walking the seashore of slumber
Passivity’s humid breath
A moment of sweet need
In serenity of my minds eye
Where I am truly safe
It is only those azure eyes
The scent of Auburn hair
That crashes my momentary…

One breath entails my need
It all slowly falls away
Entering that undiscovered country
Resembling dream
A solemn place where words
Spoken without consequence
Float into turquoise skies
Without meaning…


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My Voice

My voice...
one which must be heard.
There are times,
when today's world seems to fall apart.
From shouting,
to hitting;
and hitting,
to shootings and bombings.
Times like these,
are when I must step forward.

My voice...
a whisper within my mind.
Some days,
when all seems lonely;
I tell myself,
stay busy; all will be well.
When the sky grows dim,
and I'm in bed;
I whisper a prayer,
to keep me safe in slumber.

My voice...
gentle words of kindness,
for someone who's been suffering.
At times of sorrow, hurt, and grief;
I tell them to remember only good times;
and soon fear's erased away.
I ask of them,
to close their eyes;
imagine themselves in paradise.

My voice...
an echo throughout our land.
For those who are blind;
for those who are deaf.
I am their eyes and ears.
For those who can't walk;
for those who can't speak.
I am their feet and mouth.
With my voice...
I speak out for all those in need.


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You're The Weak One

YOU’RE THE WEAK ONE


You’re the weak one, you’re a bully.  The weak one is definitely
not me.

The bully is always the weak one, but your weakness you can’t
seem to see.

So, I’m going to try to shed a little light on your weak and inappropriate ways.

Your weakness began on your first bullying day.

Your false sense of power is not strength at all; it is a cry for help desperately trying to break through.

I actually feel a little sorry for you.

Weak kids like you always seek to find other kids they can dominate.

Bullies do this with vicious words, inappropriate actions, and misguided hate. 

Is being a weak bully the banner you want to carry for the rest of your life?

Get rid of the bully banner forever; take up a banner that shows respect, 
understanding, and tolerance for others, and always hold that one very high.

	Al Johnson
 


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Must It Be So?

We were sleeping
When the dirty water
Came rushing down,
Drowning our arrogance
And releasing our fears
Into the atmosphere.

We were stunned.
Ravaged by consequence
Melting around our feet.
Disorienting panic
Was devoted to the air,
Igniting exhausting anarchy.

Pandemonium ruled
This day
While we were rendered speechless,
Ruined by our own
Inability to escape
Such confounding spoils.

The dirty water rose,
Bringing indignant death
And uniting a new breed,
The best and worst
Humanity has to offer
To this brave, old world.

Voices lifted into the molten sky,
Crying for help
Beyond comprehension,
Catapulting an echo
Even as it occurred 
Around the globe.

Why must it be so
That man’s integrity
Is tested by disaster?
Why must it take
Such extreme devastation
To wake us?


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Something from the heart

something from the heart..
where do i start?
relationships have never been my thing...
so i just look foward to that day i give her a ring...
thats a while away...
in another universe...another day....
all i do is hope and pray...
im too afraid of rejection...
so i miss out on connections...
god gives us all a gift....
so what gift did he give to me?
im searching but i still dont see...
no gift in sight...
but i search all night....
my feelings dont change...
for years they have been the same...
throughtout this life i have felt pain...
its true girls will come and go...
but i want that one that will never go away....
maybe im just dreaming....
i close my eyes and its darkness...
i open my eyes and im heartless...
im no stranger to heartbroken...
why did it have to be that friend....
i guess thats what i get for my heart being open...

Still there is more to say...
more on my heart that i want to say...
at this point in life its stressful...
so how can i be successful?
so many things on my brain...
i want to lock them all away in a box with a chain...
its just so hard to explain...
when it comes to girls there is pain...
i feel like an outsider...
like everyone else is a butterfly or lady bug...
and i am a spider...
sure i really like her and she makes my day...
but im not really sure if she feels the same way...
she says things but it sounds like she dosent care....
my feelings for her make me feel like i can fight a bear...
or do some other kind of stupid dare...
her and poetry are like an escape...
but they are like a dream and you have to awake...
after a while  she fades away...
and its just another day...
notebook open with a pen...
what do i say?
its always the same...
"i like you but lets stay friends"...
to me thats like the end....
so now i start again...
and my focus is not a girl...
but the one who created this world...
i will look to him for guidance...
i'll try to do my best...
and leave the devil in scilence...
too young to understand love...
so i give up...
left here thinking "what the ****?"...
holes in my heart as if lightning just struck...
longing to leave this planet and find a new home...
but sadly im stuck...
so i will make the best of what i have in this life..
and never think twice...


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POET IN A POOL OF LOVE

Poet in a Pool of Love
...... For You Ajinle

A
jin
le

When my yearning becomes a letter
Of love inside the dust of time
This lyric will deliver my affection to you
Ajinle the precious daughter of Adegboye
For love is always love
For two dreaming hearts
When their hearts never departs each other
When the cloud of love erupt their minds.

Ajinle
Love is not for coward hearts
Love is not for fragile minds
When I thought how I love you in silence
My heart beat faster
My spirit linger through your undiscovers planet
I found myself in a pool of love

Ajinle
When my song becomes a melody of joy
It is because of you!
My poems are not for ragged - minds
But I will read dirge if you departs my life
Or, is their anything to compare with the absence of love?

A
jin
le,
Our love and present-shadow is a destiny of tomorrow
Though we are way-farers

By,
Ajeyemi Wasiu .A.
Note: Ajinle 'Yoruba linage for female'
          Adegboye: 'Royal name belong to monarch family'


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My Grandmother's Grand

worn glossy finish corners and edges scathed and torn layers of dust collected from the years keys played down and worn faint scent of old cigars accented with a hint of alcohol a beautiful melody slightly off tune vocal chords of an angel melodies unmatched even through the ages


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Soft Comfort of Thee

Call me darling again!
And in your fold I will rest.
Wherein indulged by your sweet,
soft kisses so; that which wears
me.. fades in slumber.

So as you declare your love, the 
words rain over  me! tracing my skin
like your fingers.  Washing those 
troubles away into the darkness.

I am paralyzed by every whisper of 
love.  I will partake of the solace you are.
Keeping these secrets just between us.

I breathe in your scent! for I hold you 
already.. forever in my heart.
But lay your head to my chest...
to feel my heart beat with this love.

You give me peace!  Just knowing 
there is two hearts, and two minds that
beat as one.  And live for the moment 
we are one.

Savoring the warmth of this moment.
Knowing the fleeting nature in the breath 
of the wind.  Even still... it remains eternal!
As does our Kiss, A Danel.


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Dedicated To Mr.Right...Who Ever That May Be..

we talk...
it'salways good
so much already understood
we spend time...
i like being with you
..i want something more...
more than a dream..
more than a vision..
i'm looking for more..
more than just words
more than a promise
more than a feeling..
i guess i just want...
you...


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Dawn of Empowerment

The fresh morning air,
crisp, wet, fragrant, alive
delivers a shock to the sleeping mind
waking the senses
coming out of a drowsy yawn
the new day dawns with vibrant colors
echoing the motivation for change in my soul
bright reds and golds warm the chilled,
dew covered earth
with the promise of tenderness and love
the rising sun itself strengthens the
resolve made in the darkness of night
to grasp onto life
to live it!
To Love it!
Not to let anymore of it pass by
with pessimistic lethargy
a brand new day has begun
breathe in the vigor,
feel the promise,
live the power!


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Forbidden Fate

Every night I lay awake
I think about you all the same
Your eyes like stars
Your mind like mine
Your smile so gentle
I don't know why
I should have to suffer this
Pain of rejection that you give
Because you said one time
There was never a chance
Oh how I wish to hold your hand
And dance away the night alone
With you, my love
My hearts yours to own
Just say the word
I'll be there
I'll do my best to answer your prayers
I'll do my best to make you smile
Even if just for a while
I long to hold you so very close
And I shed a tear for this verse I wrote
Cause I know that we will never be
Together forever as I know we should be


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In Your World

So I wonder why you liked me in the first place, Its not like you act like you ever did now. I fell for you from the first time we touched, And I really thought you cared. Apparently not, though. I don’t really blame you; I’m not that great, But you acted like you cared. Cared about me. Did you really? Do you? Whatever, I can’t get you out of my mind But apparently I don’t even exist in yours.


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home

softly lingering 
in the angelic silence
of a magical new night..

i remember whispered words
the softness of your breath
tingling the nape of my neck..

your eyes were deep
touch light as a feather
my head on your chest..

the scented sea air
delicately cocooned us
as our lips barely touched..

waves lulled our own melody 
of sacred tunes
as hearts became one..

i remember the moment
that time stood still..

how do i describe
something bigger than words..

for in the air
that i breathe..

it is you
who has blessed me...

heaven sent you 
amidst the stars above..

the sound of your heartbeat
was when i knew..

i

was

home.


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illusion of love.

Let our passion travel
                   As the speed of light;

Allow the snow to lick
                Our bodies and freeze

Ecstasy.

Devour this mystery
              Which time is unable to
Debase, where dreams are
                       As jeweled clocks.

Your truth
                 Lies within
                            The freedom of


           My castle walls.


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Chemistry

The simultaneous effect 
of two glances 
across the last remaining 
distance between them 

Then 
    when first they met 

Now 
    when they are apart 

Each carrying within 
   the beat 
     of the other's heart


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drums of peace

 
i think they expected blood when they first cut him with their razor sharp piano wires wrong ink not blood cells flowed poems and stories plays, essays and jokes his ideas her thoughts spilled unto the streets covered the concrete the pavement too each and every dash of white that mark the roads a verse became first one and then another lined up in a chaotic disciplined structured straight double line the yellow lines bucked fought like wild stallions but eventually she won and he corralled them into simple thoughts they came looking for death they found us we don’t bleed i warned them they are morally blind deaf dumb they dare to raise a foil the pen is and always will be mightier than the sword the moral i fear you can not delete satisfy pay off over feed a taste for meat humans came upon the earth violent the species behave like vampire left to their own devices one day we would be down to one and the winner is we all know how that story ends we will not let it happen pens in hand we will write swirl curl punctuate underline we will strike the keyboard like drums of peace or even speak through a microphone thing we will win by any peaceful means a ruthless peace be afraid be very afraid we are armed olive branches words of love poignant full circle ideas we are armed with the word one en guard


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Bursting Forth

The house wears tight
and small like an old shoe
on a growing child’s foot.
Wanderlust invades in sandals.
Palm tree dreams scent the air 
with coconut oil and jasmine.
The confinement ends with sleep.
The laces of reality snap.
Toes push forth into oceanic bliss
water rushing, embryonic fluid
balms the birth of dreams.
Barefoot rhapsody abides.



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A Date With The Night

Don't mind my disguise,
just look in my eyes,
let the air fill your lungs,
one plus one equals one,
your blood runs cold,
while the heat will scold,
like a volcano,
your fever spikes,
your temperature just right,
for a date with a night.

A little moon,
a little sin,
a little life,
ends and begins.


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Affair 1

She would meet him along the ocean's edge
Each evening as the sun faded into night
In her heart it seemed no wrong, so right
she was fighting her own personal war.

In his arms time did stop
Reality hidden inside  fanciful dreams
It was his image that haunted her dreams
But for the life of her she could not stop.

She tried to tell herself that it was wrong
Wrong to love this man that captured her heart
It was a struggle between conscience and love
But within  she knew there was no future for them.

She knew she had no right to want this so bad
She was another man's wife instead
Regret and longing lay heavily on her breast
Yet, she waited for each evening to arrive.

As the crystaline tears ran down her face
She knew  this love affair had to stop
But how ,when I had been yours from the moment we meet
 Now each dream has to be  like an endless summer's night.



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Bewitchment of Poseidon

How sweet the sound of raging sea!
Long has peace reigned so devoted,
But has it thought of wicked treachery? 
Nay, it had never plotted retribution!

Be that as it may,
I, the goddess of the deep,
Utter these very words of incantation
To suppress the fury that curses my veins!

May the vicious wind kiss the sky,
As rain pours down with shattered glass.
Let waves of thunder lacerate merciless boulders.
If confusion withers the depths of tranquility,

So let it be!


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A Night of Pure Love

Drooling for my luscious garden,
Your tongue licks
My sweet smelling mist.
Fingering my pink petals, 
I moan.
Whispering and screaming.
Drunk and delirious.
Raw from lust,
We lie together.
Lazy, languid, dreaming
Of days to come.


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A DISTANT ECHO

It is the impossible…is it you 
I had felt your presence seconds before
the softness of your voice
swept once again across my life’s landscape
harvesting all of the passion that
I have only known, tasted and shared with you
so very long ago...a  lifetime ago
your voice…that sweet warm voice
that once dissolved all of time herself for me
a voice whose soft murmur alone
could strip away any resistance in a heartbeat
to desire...to need...to take and to give
the scent of hunger, passion and timeless moments
loves perfect trilogy…amoré came so easily to us

I used to inhale your perfumed fragrance
as if my very life depended on it 
I held you in my arms through the night
as a stranded man holds belief to his chest
thoughts of your kisses haunt me still
a kiss so staggeringly soft that
its memory alone brings tears to my eyes
and now, a distant echo from a forbidden past
we had said our goodbyes in Italy long ago
and yet the taste of you has lingered
on my lips as if your touch could never end
unimaginable…you can never truly say goodbye
to the one that enfolds your dreams
takes you to your knees…over and over

I turned instinctively to face the imposter
how dare she mimic to perfection
the one true voice of passion in my life
there have been others since
I could never lie to you
but l have loved only you and my love I do 
It is the impossible…it is you

                                            IRISH


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First Countdown

.



     Then, I saw the peach
      mine weakness... I 
       ate it completely
        even its seed... fleshly velvet juicy fruit
         sick of consciousness
          fine with nature
           for it was forbidden...
            tree of neighbor
             to sin in afternoon summer
              a fall at fourteen
               O! What a flavor!




(40 seconds)...It's obvious! : )
Inspired by Matt's "Write Now" Contest.
To be revised once the contest were closed.
                                                                                     PS: I "wrote" it in 40 seconds... : )


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Devoured

I don't know how to abandon 
This maniacal world 
Where electric words stalk my nights, 
Devouring my mind. 

Volcanic images appear 
As uninvited guests, 
Wrestling atrophied concepts 
Into structured rhythm. 

Metaphors tease unrelenting 
As sounds tickle my heart, 
Disowning my need for respite 
From red saturation. 

Yet I feast upon each moment 
Of inspired reverie, 
Count each hour of sanity 
An insulated gift. 

I fall into meek thanksgiving 
For voice of expression 
Even as I hear the approach 
Of mystified ideas. 

For what would I be without art 
Conveyed in written form 
But an aching, unfulfilled soul; 
Derelict and deprived?


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Barbara Jean

My LOVE must be infinite ; in so many uncountable WAYS
Until Forever  Until the sun is dark :moonlight a mere silhouette
In YOUR LOVE my mind, my Soul, My HEART, MY EXISTENCE
My breath can breathe the very essences of Your everlasting LOVE
LOVE inhaled : sending me the Heartbeats of a Forever LOVE of YOU
How does my Heart LOVE Thee so much , when my eyes have never seen YOU
The Face of an Angel : the alluring Voice of a Siren : Skin; the smoothness of Silk
Earth  Brown Eyes with a glint of Forest: Hypnotizing  Mind. Soul, Body and Spirit
I feel the Loving Warmth of YOUR embrace Beguiling Sunset Pink-Red Lips Which:
Beckon the carnal soul, the deep rooted  LOVE blooming, growing, Entwining YOU
             Entwining me to an Everlasting -ALWAYS FOREVER ETERNAL LOVE
             B  A  R  B  A  R  A           J  E  A  N        M Y        H E A R T B E A T
               In LOVE : Dedicated to my Heartbeat : Barbara Jean    "XOXOX"
                               


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When Love Stays

I feel the safety of your strong arms wrapped around the small of my back; your 
kiss, so tender, consummates our love in a room pervading of soft, rock music, 
pink champagne and...


countless white candles.


We dance slowly, and I hear your belt buckle fiercely slap against the mirror as 
faded blue jeans fall to the floor; I taste your sweat and know that you belong to 
me...


because you want to.


My fingers caress your thick black hair as you sleep ~so peacefully, and I smile 
when recalling how I fought your love in the beginning, refusing to feel that much 
alive...again...


but changed my mind.

                                                         I trusted...



                                                                                                            just one more time.


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i look so small from up here

fame,
you bitch
it was you who taunted us
we walked
on razor sharp blades
of grass
gras
p
ed
at straws
covered in white dust 
inside
on the surface

on the surface
we used the word art
and crapped on it
like so much hay

hey
we did it every day
in every way

without a kiss
we fornicated 
on the carpet
where we rehearsed
our play
that was when

well

that was when

we jumped 
from the edge
from the cliff
when our bodies 
crashed into the rocks
and even a rock garden
punctures 
through
the 
layers and layers
of skin
of flesh
of tributaries
of bone
layers and layers 
of blood
of platelets
of cells
of liquid…life

landed from a hundred yards up.

it was you on my mind
and you know we didn’t die

when we jumped
from our school
from the edge
when our bodies
transcended
matter
like 
spirits
and 
spirits
was our addiction

the smoke
the pills
the blotters
the powder

you caught my eye

and we 
let our schooling
get in the way 
of our love
what we loosely 
called our art

but i did 
fall
i fell hard

the day i spiralled 
quickly
d
o
w
n
from the rock
where i stood
and you know
you were
you are
the edge

and you know
it’s you

the day
i fell

you
i fell for

and me who took the fall
from
my 
my 

my
oh
my



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I Do

Baby, I love the way our inner minds intertwine
Like the vines that drip lust-laden wine down the sides of Love’s temple
Where our thoughts become engaged
With a princess-cut diamond metaphor
Binding our minds together.
Your tongue is a ball-point pen and I am a blank page
And I want you to write all over me.
Scribble above me, below me, love me, draw in the margins -
Do you take this diary to be your spiritually wedded emotional supporter
Throughout this circle of eternity?
I do.

I do love, always have loved, and I always will love the way I can hear the 
unspoken thoughts that haven’t left your lips yet.

When I look into your eyes I don’t even see your eyes; I see my eye’s reflection 
Because we’re both doing the same thing -
Connecting.
Whenever we step in a separate direction we always end up at the same place - 
each other.
The temperature of our love rises in radial degrees until it reaches heat’s 
circumference
Culminating in an explosion of mental ecstasy.
I do.

I do wear those rose-colored, diamond-studded glasses meaning
That I view you without flaws.
The laws of physics cannot deny our physical dictions
Eight-lettered mandates comprising of more emotion
Than grains of salt that reside in the ocean
Only to surround your body and soul, lifting you
Up.
The three syllables that fall from the sky
Brighter than meteorites that fly by Venus
A meaningful message sent by Aphrodite directly into your spine.
Allowing Kundalini’s warmth to open your mind
Relaxing the spirit, delivering an ethereal massage.

Baby, allow me to astral project into your third eye
Only to blind you with the raw, unadulterated, shining emotion I have that
Glistens, listen
Not with your ears, but listen with the belief that you can fall backwards
On a mattress made of the fibers of my heart
And roll over on a pillow woven with the notes of singing doves
And have your insecurites evaporate as you pull a blanket of unrequited love
Up and over your body.

A body that is nothing but a mere vessel through which an angel
Lives and dies to synchronize the rhythmic beating of our hearts
Beating of our hearts

Beating of our hearts.

The only sound I’ve ever heard
The only metronome that matters.

The beating of our hearts.


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Elevators: 5 Horsemen

Part 1

Onion

the delicacy of friendship

I found you in the flowers
Standing tall we become one
Looking down from gangly towers
Squash, you burn, you pillage, son.

Follow me you say in tongues
Thy shallow mind reveal me tell
Whisper lies clean load the guns
I feel the burn I rot in hell

Friend folly menacing the liar
I loathe this coffin how it leaks
Dear foe you raped me set on fire
The onion peal itself and weeps

Part 2

Traitor

dear monkey boy

Older eyes eat themselves,
glance and kill the other
Unified in the dance,
they steer the musty rudder.

Pained and sweeter deeper wells,
poised buckets drunk with water.
Singled out the one that dried,
handed weights to pull him under.

Wiser times capture the mind,
death justifies dishonor.
Knife slice neat through the devil's back,
who stares blank and milks the udder.

Part 3

Tempest

patron saint

Inside this box
Goodbye tempestuous fall
My puppet of steel coiled thread
Smashed buttons and twisted dread,
Alarm these doors, and
Escape this delusive bunker bed

Stamp the spiders
Thief, vulture of the deflection
The mocking patron of the sinners
Erase this affliction
Relating inward at the reflection

Rise you fool

Part 4

Phoenix

i love you

close the grip
cinched hematic grip
drenched, clawing
seeking the sheave
becoming the counterweight

i absorb, now
extracting the heat
rise like a phoenix
away to be gone to be free
fix me! i have fixed me

i am alive and i love you

Part 5

Aye, Damager

Abolish her state of disrepair
Scattered, spattered drippy thoughts
All around this box of soused leaves
Soak, ferment in the faith of our love

I can't fix this, you know
I loathe this misunderstanding
Of what I am speaking, projecting
To me, Aye Damager, to you

This devil in me
turned and twisted
A wrecked elevator in rejection
Years locked painfully aware

...


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Desire

Sanity still surfacing slowly saturating my slumber.
Worshiped by my followers,
 following the one worshiped.
Hated by the evil, lurking all around my aura,
 inhaling my visions, consuming my thoughts.
Raping my body, seducing my soul.
Tempting him, come forth, deep into my hole.
Seducing me, feeling me, as my naked body lyes,
 flowing in exstacy, looking deep with in his eyes.
With each thrust, where deeply bound together. 
Enchained are our souls.
Where ever he goes, I'm destined to follow.


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My Angel Love

Love is giving of oneself, without any goal in return.
Love is a feeling; you get of fulfilling their needs.
Love is inside, never requiring an answer from other.
True love is feeling abandoned, after a tough quarrel.
Missing, but still longing, for a touch or a tender kiss.
Knowing the question, that our love will continue,
Each day, though we are different entities of earth.
Our togetherness grows, evolving into forever.
Our minds separate, but hearts bonded in richness.
Our souls surrender to the passion, we no longer miss.
Not relying on sexual, but sensual knowing our way,
Physical union, a magical dimension we have shared.
However, each day our hands clasp, satisfies my senses
Your scent of sensual purity, my temple of true bliss,
Even the minuet, we share at times delivers elation.
Each hour that passes, I deem you are my love Angel.
That has entered my life, to create peace in my soul.


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Reflective Surface

Slowly, the hours drag along
As I sit in quiet contemplation
On the horizon sits the dawn
Waiting with measured patience

My thoughts revolve around you
Almost as if I were a satellite
And just like sun, you don't seem to have a clue
That your warm rays bring me to life

And just like the moon
Whose domain is the ocean
Under the command of you
Is the tide of my emotion

It's my entire being that aches
For you to just want me
You don't know how much restraint it takes
To hold it all in and conduct myself calmly
I'm almost too affected by you
But I'll never speak the words as proof
So please do not ask


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Beneath Cool Green Shade

Beneath cool green shade
we roil in inner undulations--
a fever of hands, a pox
of sunlight glinting
high canopies of summer trees.

Creeks crackle, clear
water molding speckled
pebbles as laughter
churns cooling shade
slipping past memories,
holding moments briefly --
white seeds of cottonwood
spinning in sun, settling
listlessly on a skin
of stream.


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The prettiest rose unfurls

Just as each tender petal
Of the prettiest rose unfurls
Its fragrant silken form
I hold in my mind
A memory or thought
Of each tender moment
I have graciously shared with you

Just as each tender petal
Of the prettiest rose unfurls
Releasing its natural beauty
To an awe-inspired world
I hold in my heart
A love that grows evermore deeply
Despite thinking I’ve given my all

Just as each tender petal
Of the prettiest rose unfurls
Till it blooms in radiant glory
I give you everything I am
Protect you and cherish you
Knowing I am the luckiest
Most blessed person in the world

Just as each tender petal
Of the prettiest rose unfurls
After which blooms wither and fall away
I remember how much you 
Need to know daily you’re cherished
By someone who loves you more
Than words can ever express

You are as each tender petal
Of the prettiest rose unfurls
My love my life my future


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Ecstasy

My first night with you felt like heaven to me
It was everything and more that I dreamt it would be
You took your time and made me feel 
Like I’d never felt before
While holding you deep inside 
I silently cried out for more
Our bodies were so hot
that we nearly burst into flames
Throbbing in sacred places
Overwhelmed by pleasurable pain 
I took all that you gave me
Down to the last drop
My body trembled with passion 
As I begged you not to stop
You caused me to do things that I’d never known
As you kissed me in places that could never be told
We were connected in mind, body and soul
Hearts pounding so vividly that we both lost control
I tasted you
While you tasted me
Memorized by your touch
And a passion so sweet
Intertwined by emotions
Pure  sensuality
Until we both erupted
In a surge of ecstasy


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Dream Me In Black And White

Color me pretty
The way that you see me but not
The way I see myself

Wash me pure
The way you look at me
With eyes of unconditional love
You overlook my indiscretions
Judgment you never pass
Acceptance is all you offer
You make me a better me

Dream me in black and white
Like old time photographs
Faded
Torn edges
Jagged with time
To preserve the image that you hold of me

Paint me in red
The sweet blood that I left behind
Etching my name in the grain of eternity
So as to never be forgotten

Burn me into ashes
Let me dance on the winds of tomorrow
To feel the freedom
The release from my personal hell
As I soar across the sky of time


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Soft Comfort

Rest, darling
I will tend to those weary eyes
With sweet, soft kisses
Until with slumber your lashes fall heavy

Worry not, my love
Let my words fill your mind
Caress every troubling thought
Until they fade away into darkness

Lie still, my dear
All you need is the comfort of my voice
Drink in the solace of each whisper
As secrets find rest softly beneath your skin

Breath in
As I lay myself to rest
Forever inside your heart
Relish the love pulsing through your veins

Have peace, my love
Tonight we need only to be
Two hearts, two minds
Beating as one

Savor this warmth
It is for but a moment
And flees in a breath of wind


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Love From The Heart

A smiling face I hope to see                                                
As I awaken to feel you holding me
The look in your eyes is a look I’ve not seen
I look deep to find out what your feelings mean
Mystery surrounds the thoughts you hide
But I am thankful you are by my side
You say some things are better left unsaid
We can share our feelings with touches instead
I feel the warmth of your body pressed against mine
The tingling sensations as you run your fingers down my spine
The sweet taste of you on my lips after I kiss you gently
The thrusts of your body as you make love to me intensely
So many wonderful qualities you possess
You say so much with your tenderness
Happiness is staring you right in the face
It’s up to you to put that happiness in the right place
I tell you that I love you and I hold you close
There’s no need for doubt, your heart already knows
You’re careful about sharing those feelings that show you care
But when it comes down to it, I know those feelings are there
You’re always careful trying not to let down your guard
Slowly you are unlocking the door to your heart
I try to show you in many ways
How much I love you from day to day
Most of all, I do what feels natural to do
I just want to make you happy and continue to love you
I’ve longed for the day that I’d be lucky enough to hear
Those three little words that would take away some of my fear
I feel love in the warmth of your gentle touch
But hearing those words really means so much
For now I will treasure each day we’re together
I feel as though our love will last forever
Friends and lovers and what we share is real
Please don’t hold back, show me how you feel
I never thought I’d meet someone like you
Everything about you makes me feel so good
In my heart the love is overflowing
What the future holds, we have no way of knowing
As long as I have you in my life
How can any day be less than bright?
You are my day and you are my night
I’ll love you today and every tomorrow
I look forward to every day that we borrow
Each day that we spend together
Are days that I will remember forever?
The times that we have to spend apart
Bring a little sadness to my heart
Everything about you makes it easy to see
YOU are the one that completes me
I knew it from the start
This is love from the heart


Copyright © 1998   Shari E Davis


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And Still...

And still,
Time freezes 
As you capture me
Within your furtive eyes

And still,
Standing captive
In the core of humanity
The world continues unaware

And still,
Between you and I
There is adoring fervor
An undeniable intertwining 

And still,
You ignore my flaws
My reluctance in revealing
An open austere vulnerability

And still,
You persevered
Finding a way inside
Granting me the purest of love


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I Do Cry

I do cry for you at night, baby, and I am frightened of this love, for the love you 
make is to my mind;

i want to satisfy every fantasy; make it  reality.

So much I see in you...

Brilliance.

Kindness.

Sensuality.

Creativity.

I run for fear of being burned again, and I cannot allow that...ever.

I'm enchanted, trapped in a spell of delusions because I am unable to touch 
you...

taste you...

feel your warmth upon my neck...

feel your mouth on my dark, erect nipples.

Do you know how much you turn me on...?  How much I want our tongues to 
explore....?  Everywhere.

So deep, go deeper into me, and

promise me forever.


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Why i'm a poetess

I'm just a kid, and life is a nightmare
I'm forced to be mature beyond my age
Using my writing as my therapy
Scrawling my thoughts across the page

Every couple days or so
a poem or two I write
I can't sleep while my thoughts process
So i scribble throughout the night

I give you all my thoughts and fears
this is the reason that i write
so that i can clear my head
giving me the strength i need to fight

In this book i write the things
that i cannot say to their face
but letting it all out on paper
helps me to keep my place

writing poems calms me down
and puts me back in control
I have been writing poems for a while no
since i was twelve years old

Writing puts things in perspective
shows me another point of view
it helps me work out what was done wrong
and shows me what i need to do

If you look closley at what I write
I think that you will find
That exposed on these many pages
is the darker side of my mind

Everything i feel, i write
my thoughts are a tangled mess
I write to clear my head and keep myself sane
thats why i'm a poetess


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Relaxing on the Beach

Oh, the taste of sweet mangoes 
While relaxing on a Caribbean beach.
Such a refreshing way to watch the sun 
Setting on the blue and calm horizon.

This sweet mango is such an appetizer 
Preparing the pallet for the main course.
Stimulating one’s stomach for a feast 
With visions of the coming dish, 
The main flavor of the day.

Oh, I like tasty mangoes 
The setting sun, and 
Caribbean beaches.


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fake smiles and lies

I have tried,
For months I have tried,
to let  go of your haunting memory.
I can’t.
Behind every fake smile I give,
I blindly hope I give an aura,
of being happy.
I am not.
I fall asleep at night,
only to find you haunting my dreams.
The life I wanted to have,
the love I needed,
it’s all slipping so far away.
I heard about you and her.
I was engulfed with sadness.
I was supposed to be me,
not her.
There is no one to blame,
no one to accept this burden.
I bury  it deep inside,
hidden  behind,
fake smiles,
and  lies.


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Rosa and Klaus

They rode the bus with me today
From our town to the big city
she, so dainty, hands crossed, old hands.
Ankles crossed ever so slightly,
so very ladylike.

He had his arm aorund her,
Protecting her from the cold window
when the train went to and fro too.
She would look at him 
with such love and trust.

He loves her too, ever so much.
How many years they have been together
he seemed to say.
With the good years and the bad
we have each other still.

Yes she said to him,
Rosa and Klause rode the bus with me today.


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Brotherly Love

Brothers shall be loved 
I am my brothers keeper 
the love of brothers is real. 
God loves the brothers,
as well as all people.
Life of love 
brings brothers together. 
Togetherness is 
authority of love 
as life is toword the
love of brotherly bliss


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Passion

Passion….
Such pleasures are born to those who dare
Together forever, the Heavens we will share
Take my hand and feel the pulse in my wrist
Your body is my wonderland and there’s passion in the mist

Passion….
My kisses and caresses will ignite so brightly a giant spark
Inspired by your lust if you can trust me in the dark!
I’m not scared to take you there, but understand the rules of flight
There are no secrets to this ride, confide and hold on tight!

Passion….
The spirit I possess can serenade your lonely heart
Feel my caress and don’t be afraid of our passions’ art
An intense hunger like I’ve never known before
My tongue will have you sprung once I begin to explore!

Passion….
Feel my fire and my desire will only increase
Your passion has me on a wire and I crave its release
A sudden rush as I grip your waistline
Your cheeks blush, and you taste so warm like sunshine!

Passion….
The passion is just too much between you and me
You tremble at my touch and we share our sweet ecstasy
Still under your spell, and the smell of sex in the air
Stuck like glue, I lay behind you against your soft derriere!

Passion, such passion………


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Featured Poet****Chocolate WoW

**A Sweet Waltz**

As I kissed her lips
tasting her candy glaze
she bended ever so slowly
for a little of this mayonnaise.
And I said arise baby, 
don't stay in that stance.
stand up, we'll embrace
and start this love dance.

A freestyle by a dear friend of mine who gave me permission to post this.
I hope you all enjoy. Please, he wants to hear your opinion.... He will be reading..... 


Samuel Brooks
1/19/2010
"Chocolate WoW."


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Crawling Out From Under You

Description:  This piece deals with lies and deception...really....I am actually
                        quite serious here.


You are twenty years older than me, yet so captivating, but yesterday is too close 
and tomorrow...

full
of
regret,

as I am caught between your deception and the warmth between your thighs.

You know that I am a creature of the wind...

Wild.
Tame.
Free.

But honest.

Your playground is a battlefield where you conquer...defeat...destroy self-respect
with shattered glass and discontent.

I say goodbye with a straight face, although I feel as a ghost; no one will know 
about the gashes that will long remain on my spine, or the muddy secrets 
concealed within the lines of my hand.

My black eyes silently scream from your indifference, especially when I lie in bed 
at night...

alone.

After all, if you don't want me; then, please...

stop climbing on top of me.





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A rose is not just a rose...

In morning's glory forms a dew
upon petals sweet,opened bloom
previous nights fevered mist
now greet the sun's golden kiss

Symbol of love rose's flower
from deep within' feelings shower
every hour of every day
we make it happen in every way...


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I Hate Her

I hate her.
She isn't that ugly
And she has enough friends,
But i still hate her.

I hate her.
Her mind,
Twisting thoughts into illusions.
Illusions folding into reality,
All to escape herself.

I hate her.
All of her problems
She projects onto others
In the vain hope
That someone will wave their wand
And save her
From her fairytale nightmare.

I hate her.
All of her weird habits
And sudden depression
The way she cries about
The smallest thing
Cutting with her words.

I hate her,
This girl i see in the mirror.


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Night Creature

Here it comes again -

That scratch-eyed, skin-split creature of the night.

Here it comes again 

To invest my soul 

And scrape at old markings that once held promise.

Here it is again 

In that brittle, dirty little hour

Where there is no hiding.

Here it is again, 

Love’s decay, the puss-sore that never healed,

The sweet pain of yesterdays.

In that hour when no one hears a whisper

Or a soul turn over,

That little, muddy hour 

When substance lies at the bottom 

And light never reaches it.

In that hour when love is revisited

And burst-blood runs its mindless course.

In that hour I dread so much,

It’s in that hour I’m loving you again.


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the key

Shapely and sturdy
with ridges 
to explore..

The texture is 
smooth
and lovingly 
adored..

A priceless gift 
which can 
only be bestowed..

By a thought 
a moment
of pure 
heavenly bliss..

So with this key
that unlocks
for only a rare few..

May you find
upon entering
this..

sacred..

glorious..

place..

Your key
fits 
perfectly..

In your
own
precious gate.


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My Lover

Picasso thighs and black eyes
Wrap me in swirling pigments of hair and flesh
As I spin deliriously in watery love
Drenched in euphoria that won’t dry
I stay warm in oceans of kiss
Skidding on a sound that has no edge
I roll on silken hills that squeeze
And gently tender the vacant patch that was me
Taking all that I am through fitful stands of time
I am a pebble clutching at the Moon
Dust blown about like falling thoughts 
Looking for a place to rest
I crawl toward memory so that I can see
But it disappears in her breath
I’ve slid past time 
And surrended all
In a place called My Lover


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The Darkness it Flies

The darkness, it flies
As it swallows your eyes
My ships, they capsize
Break that delicate pool surface 
As I fall and baptize
Your waters, they shake
They tremble and wait
Like clockwork, they give a life 
Right as they take
I’m glowing, alone
Surrounded by snow
And nobody knows
About the fire flies that burn inside
My mind and my toes
A fire of blues, of scarlet wind hues
Like feathers they drag
Across galaxies of skin
They embody the burn
That we ache for, a sin


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Time Is The Invention Of Men Incapable Of Love


"le temps est une invention des gens incapable d'aimer"

mine is a suspended time 
away from here and sublime. 
there are open doors and windows to my world. 
they are hung and hinged in many flavors swirled.

a phantom paints 
the thoughts of saints 
he draws as he scrawls 
on my bedroom walls. 

welcome to my machine 
it is here we convene 
all of my thoughts all of my ideas and moods. 
here where from every pore my life exudes.

this is the one place i come home to. 
far away from where i live and grew.
 i search areas where no man has trod. 
on my boat just me and my fishing rod.

"toujours les grand coeurs aimeront" 









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Consume Me

A smile so achingly perfection 
Only hiding evil buried deep inside 
Emptiness and destruction is all you leave behind 
Your love consumes me, burns me from within 
Leaving only darkness, where there once was light. 

Now I’m just a shell, no not even that 
More a memory of the me that disappeared 
As you caressed me with your deadly touch 
Your love it consumed me, burned me from within 
Hidden scars eternal, a reminder of your deceptive evil 

How is it you still consume me when there’s nothing left to take 
Only a hollow void where there once was life 
Yet you’re an obsession I just can’t let go 
Even as I turn to leave, we know it’s not the end 
Only a matter of time, until I’m back again. 


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CINDERELLA MISSING HER SHOE

Adorably cute
in my hand-tailored suit...
searching for my Cinderella missing her shoe;
among the prettiest faces, someone will stand out
with eyes that are somewhat blue...
and running into a handsomer guy,
it won't discourage her from finding her delight...
hiding behind others without the perfect alibi! 


Come out of the loud crowd,
beautiful one...show every apparent charm:
the delicacy of your womanly gesture;
and I'll reach out in kindness,
to subdue the fears of your first encounter!
Come out of the dim shadows,
incredible one, and accept my dance...
a request from my eager lips;
think of where we'd be tomorrow indeed,
when everyone has left and we ecstatically breath!


All the glamorous girls on the dance floor,
drinking heavily and laughing hysterically,
can't be compared to you; and what I'm looking for
is not just another amazing beauty,
but that certain winkle of shyness and more ingenuity!
Be that Cinderella missing her shoe, looking straight at me;
letting me gently slip it on,
so that this tender moment can become reality...
before our memorable, romantic night is gone,
and we'll remember nothing more than fantasy!



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27 Names 4 Tears

You are like a thousand drugs
The absence of you makes me want to
Kill what I feel
Not because of your warmth but because
My heart is so cold
Maybe someday we'll learn to make relationships last
Maybe someday we'll learn to forget our past
And we'll learn to control without poisons

What exactly did I write you
Bringing this out into the open of all times
Naked
Made me throw it all way
Broken
And everything happened this way
Worst mistake that it happened this way
Everything seemed so perfect
Just for the record
Drugs or something
Made it seem like one makeout session
And of course it hadn't even started yet
So hard not to laugh out loud
Picking this up with you
Are you hiding in cult practices
New job printing dragonflies on your back
Almost serious suicide
Stepping inside me and changing everything that I am
We'll have all of the mind-blowing sex
You'll change struck by lightening
I've been here before
So leave quietly before we become something more

Maybe someday we'll learn to renew our past
And someday we could put some relationships last
So we'll learn obedience without the choke collar
After all you've done for me


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Vengeance

Dark skis over head 
The fiery pit underneath 

When she walks into the room
All light is pushed from me

Striding up to me she opens her mouth
And from it flies the insults and curses
That turns me cold in my soul

Why do I deserve this? 
What crime did I commit?
I have given my soul 
And she retuned it in shreds

This is the last day 
For should she return 
I’ll give her a little black box
And when she opens it 
All my wounded and torn soul
That has mingled 
With hate despair and frustration 
Shall be set free
In all is godly fury

It shall all be contained in a note
That will tear out 
The very fabric of her spirit
And justice shall be done


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Static Not

So to you,
  My love:

In a moment 
i
ponder,
with resolve, I call.
Without distraction I 
move affectionately
to your life.
Resolutely,
to capture a morsel 
the images that you portray. 
I have a wander lust;
unquenchable I seem.
I am a reed; a stick 
lying near the drink 
of an oasis.
I long to move my roots 
into sumptuous bounties
and soaking delights 
of your wondrous waters.
I am so in need to let the dry branches of my soul be lavished in 
the life force of 
your being.
I dream
I chase.
Be the answer
the repose to my quest.
I have blown in from the desert.
The wind that carries me is hot.
Now, where I stay is in solitude
and threatens to mortalize my existence..
Though I meander in the mysticism of Gods and Angels
I feel a beckon to unloosen my wings
to fly.
So I stretch and flutter.
Poised on a ledge, I listen for the call.
"Please take me and I will be Yours."
I will unleash 
the drive within me.
I will reciprocate your soothing lotion
with a fire that only you 
deserve.
Do not neglect my burning
and I will not negate your
passions.
To you I call!


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Into My Dreams

On this blanket, underneath the stars,
sweet kisses of moon drops fall from
afar.

Words of comfort, whispered in my ear,
so secret, only I can hear.

Each gentle caress, my passion on fire,
brings new feeling inside,
uncontrollable desire.

Into my dreams, you creep each night,
cuddled in romance, that feels so right.

When morning comes, you slip away,
out from the covers, into the day.

When the stars come out, again tonight,
you will find me waiting;
just follow the moonlight.


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First Time

If you should see a teardrop 
fall upon my face as we lie
here inside of each others embrace.
Know it is only there for I desire you
so deeply and love you so completely.

Love me and hold me so close
love me as if it will be our last time.
For it will be the last time we shall
pass over the threshold for the first time
once into eternity.

We are one within our spirits
and our souls are the witnesses.
To tender years of love so divine.
Our love is like a red wine for it
is a delicious one of quality refined.

Brush past me with warm tender kisses
lining and caressing my cheeks so moist.
Dance me in your endless love so sweet.
Let me know that here is where 
love will grow each of us in our
endless love.


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I BURIED THE POET

disappeared with the moment,
Regrets, Echoes, Confusion, Lust,
all sandwiched on white leaves with blue veins
coated with brownish crust.
i have my name on it,
lost, i cannot stand,
dizzy, hoping it escapes a cognoscenti hand.
The rythms, The rhymes, The stanzas, The lines
I cannot save money to buy,
'cos they came like from the sky.
sighs and tears soaked by the time.
I'm a forfeit mind...
but I wrote those lines...
blue, black, green and red,
on white pages spread. Awakening, I buried the 'i'
now awaiting the fumes of the sediment to bring I back to life. 


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Forever

sleeps not coming on a night like this
when every thing's quiet
and the thoughts rush in
like tears at that moment
of truth and revelation
when you realize that all that you love
and searched for above
has been here all along
and it's all you can do to laugh and choke back tears
when you figure out
that forever has got brown hair
and a knife for a smile
and she's been here all the while

my forever has been here all the while


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I Hide

Everything I try to hide
deep down on the inside.
It seems to show
because you already know.
But you seem not to care 
about the things that leave  
broken, stripped to the bone,
bare.

The things you say,
the soft whispers in my ear
of the comforting words I 
longed to hear.

And the day has finally come
when I'm not so scared to fall 
in love. 
So I give you all of my heart,
the once broken, scarred thing.
That so many before have tore apart.

So what Im really trying to say
is that Im in love with you
and Im not afraid.


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His Name was innocence

I had dreams, sometimes
About him
always about glass streams
I used to love his company
Or the promise of it,
In my dreams.
Then my eyelids spread apart
And they stroked blissful clouds
As he made me mumble and
Sigh through my words
And blow bubbles of nonsense into the dense air
While lying in his arms
On his chest
In his mother’s bed
Cradling my heart
Caressing my 
body
With his hand between my thighs
Rubbing, exploring, sinfully
Touching me
And the throat filling silence
And the sound of his mouth
And the expulsion of breath
And the symphony in his chest
And my love echoing through my body
With his hand between my thighs
And the electricity in my fingernails
And my limp, clenched, guilty, pleasure bond body
Anticipating
The exploration of his hand
Between my thighs
Before then
Before we were there, or I was there, or he was there
Holding me
Closer, 
His hand rhythmically
Slithering up my thigh
Allowing me to taste the darkened fruit of paradise
On his mother’s bed
(and my wonder if I was dreaming)
no
before then
I can only remember Innocence.


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A Chance

As I sit here and talk to you
I wonder what you are thinking
For I cannot see your face
It is hidden by miles and technology
I have seen it, but only for a little while
I want to feel the taste 
Of your lips kissing mine
I want to feel the warmth
Of your body next to mine
I want to hear the sweetness 
Of your voice telling me you love me

To want something so bad
I can taste it
To know that I could never have it
Breaks my heart
Why can you not be here?
Why could we not have met another way
I guess our hearts are being tested
To see if we can withstand 
The time, the distance, the chance
Because that is what this is
A chance
A chance that you are you
A chance that what you say is true
A chance that these feelings are real
A chance that there's a chance
Maybe someday you will read this poem
And know that I took a chance


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Shed the light on bubbles....

Candlelight flickering waves on skin
shadows on tile in dance begin
artistic motion of lathered emotion
flame soft caressing the fuse of explosion

Lotioned bubbles being spread with care
glistening reflections we each to share
mirrored beauty of love to drip
humming sensations brought forth from lips

Meltdown will happen to candle before
these two lovers unremitting ignore
from tub to floor,to carpet to bed
candlelight flickers continue to shed.....


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Out-Of-Bounds

I like you but I know we are impossible
The thoughts of you are unreasonable
You'd never look at me that way
No matter what I think or say
You are what I call rare
Is it because you show that you care?
Is it cuz you show good friend qualities
Now let me think of the possibilities
Me and you might never be
Because a friend is all you see
Wishing that things werre different
If only you knew what I meant


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The Silence Between Words

Northern fire curves across heaven,
still and soft 
time floats calm beyond the stars
as the moon awakes
It was here that I found your name
and spoke it aloud
the wind carried it to my ear
Here I found you
lying forlorn, in your neglected grave, 
lost with a tongue that has long been forgotten
but I've found you now
will you find me too
when I lie, overgrown with weeds and thorns
while I sleep, in deep silence, embraced by the dark earth
alone, forgotten
will you remember me,
remember that once I called out your name?
clawed away the thorns and briars from your tomb
until my torn hands bled crimson upon the white marble 
my offering to you, my love?
my heart's blood,
dried so long ago
will you bleed for me, as once I bled for you
under pale moonlight
I am lost
kiss the coldness from my lips
brush the damp earth from my cheek
restore the honeyed flush that was once my youth
I've waited so long, my love, so long
and time is all I have


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Mystical Love Poem

You carry to my lips
The taste of honey and lemon,
My mystical love.

I feel you within me like a cresting wave,
Like the sun spilling gold on a lake,
Like a field full of birds
Rising as one into the sky.
You inhabit every part of me.

With a soft fire I burn,
You carefully attendant on the flame,
Eyes soothing like a late spring breeze,
Skin white and soft as a lotus flower,
The fire burning brightly just below the tender petals.

The soft sigh of your breath
Stirs all the joy I can carry up from the depths of me,
And in those cliffhanging moments
When all movement resolves to rapture,
We trembling at the peak, then starting to descend -
The sound of your sighing
Makes the stars burn all the brighter for me.

Through you I see this life
Dressed in all the beauty it can bear.
Small wonder then, this adoration of mine,
For you, my mystic love.


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Otiose

.
               Caress my face, 
               with gentle hands
             softly, 
                  In throes of 

                    PASSION

                  Blazing forth,
          my heart is guarded here.
       Do you touch the whole of me
        or what you choose to see?

                  Emptiness 
                  (is agony)

               Where I stand,
             You see my face,
            You are so in love
          with what rests there.
    What of dreams, what of hopes?
      Do you know my lonely heart?
   Where am I when you look at me?

                 Emptiness 
                 (is agony)

        Standing in a dark room
           Crying from this hurt,
          Tired of being judged
            on what rests here,
        on a face that tells no story.
          My heart is where I live.
                 The real me.
           The one you don't see.

                Emptiness 
                (is agony)

          You make me breathless,
        And I feel my heart speed up
           In mindless pleasure,
              that you give me.
      No one makes me feel this way!
                  Aftermath,
           I feel so empty, lost.
          Like your eyes rest on
                 perfection,
         and I must live in a world
                 surrounded by

                  JUDGEMENT

     Take me away from chains, and
                      Anger. 
           Hide me from this curse.

                   Emptiness
                   (is agony)


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In a Risky Rhythm

She kissed the kiln and fired her tongue
in sparks which lit the rhythm stream
and reeked of rancid gasoline
and the blue of honest fire
She danced in shoes of kerosene
her heels in flint, her soles in sheen
as barefoot she would always be
to tattoo the earth with toe prints
She missed the mark and shot the sun
(which swallowed the fire come undone)
and swept up ashes noon 'till night
with anklets of turquoise and jade
She riddled wars and froze the moon
In silence, she slept on pitch and ink
and gained momentum for her dance
on edges burnt risky with rhythm.


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Upon Waking

How do your eyes catch me 
those sleepy wee hours 
I stir you 
as a watercolor caricature 
picking through our dismembered socks, 
and shirts that still linger 
with the taste of your 
cologne 
where my cup wobbles 
slopping joe, 
revealing 
my true name 
       (gentle lady) 
in the thinly veined blue white graphics. 

As you feign sleep 
wrapped in a half hazard bundle 
mount cotton - 
your hand caught across 
my pillow, a furry leg there, 
and washed by the impending 
dawn headlights 
of this approaching Monday morning 
there is 
a moment, 
where the loss of my words 
paint themselves 
across the golden rod walls 
in three question marks. 
(I  Love  You)


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From Sultry Eyes.

Seeping heavy under my skin
Shivering inception
Calming from its wisping caress
Tenderly soothing 

Reaching with tendril like fingers
Lithe and satin
Permeating through my veins
Enveloping essence

Taming the maelstrom within me
Purity embracing
Divulging the rains of promise
Cleansing shame

Defusing against the flow of time
Forever young
Standing open in naked candor
Unselfish passion


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In her Eyes

Blame was burning in her eyes,
Flames were screaming out of head,
Tongue was a piece of flash,
But heart was pumping fast.

Body was lying on a bed,
Night was cuddling with her,
Dreams were scattering fast,
But she was helpless to touch them.

How can she stop someone’s mouth?
What had she done so wrong?
Her welcoming steps were weeping,
And crying for her coming home.

Father was ill and mother was old,
Husband was drunkard and idle,
When comes late at night,
Demand’s money from her family.

She thought to kill herself,
But her little child climbed to her feet,
Her jumping fire fell into a pool of tears,
And her feelings were damped.

Suddenly her husband came home, 
And started to kicking her badly,
Her mouth starts to bleed,
And she fell down and crying with pain.

Child was only eight and watching quietly,
His father was lying on a bed,
He stabbed a knife in his chest,
Sun was arising and he was playing in dust.


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SHE HELD A HANDFUL OF STARS

These eyes bright 
Hair the colour of night 
Queen of starlight 

She held a handful of stars 
She tossed them far 
Scattering through, 
the midnight sky 

The star that landed on me.......... 
Was my destiny 
For this star, 
choose to be.............. 
the star for me 

Scattering through, 
billions of stars 
There is one waiting for you 

Glittering glow, 
from my chosen star so 
Scattered throught the blackest night 
This one, I won't let go 

This star 
So bright 
It came so far you see............. 
It chose me 

These eyes bright 
Hair the colour of night 

She held a handful of stars 
She held one for me 
The star she held................ 
Was my destiny 

One for me........ 
One for you........ 
Travelling too........ 
Such stars are meant to be.......... 

These eyes bright 
Hair the colour of night 
Scattering starlight 


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Inner thoughts

Each time I see your face,
millions of thoughts come to mind.
Can this be real? 

My heart starts racing, 
emotions ready to explode,
What is this that I feel?

Just spending time with you,
means everything in the world.
I love who you are.

When we're together,
nothing else matters, 
its you and me, we forget the world.




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I Need You to Know

I'm not usually the type
to stray from structure
and just write down 
all my thoughts and feelings
word for word
with no fancy frills or clever metaphors
but every time i put my pen to paper
i realize that no strained rhyme
no set number of syllables
can begin to hold all that I'm feeling right now
so I've decided to write it like I'd say it

I need you to know, 
I love you

and i wish that we lived in a perfect world
so that just saying it would be enough
and we'd ride off into the sunset
to live happily ever after
but I know life doesn't work like that anymore
love's become less of a fairytale
and more of an adventure novel
the slipper never fits
none of the princesses ever come down from their towers
without battles and grueling journeys
and even after you get the girl, 
you have to fight for everyday of your 'happily ever after'
 I know that
but I'm still here
with my sword drawn to start the battle
and I'll never stop fighting

I just needed you to know that

I know that in the stories
the prince is always strong
and he's courageous and valiant
but sometimes I'm afraid I can't be that strong warrior
because right now, 
I miss you
so much it makes me tired and weak
and each day it gets harder and harder to fight
I've not your voice to reassure me
that you're right here fighting beside me
so sometimes I just feel so alone
fighting this battle by myself

I wake up in the morning and they tell me
that I was talking to you in my sleep
and I check my phone 100 times a day
even though I know that you can't call
 
But I'll never stop fighting

I love you 
and I miss you
and I'll never drop my sword
even when all I can do is lay here in the dark
and try to picture your face in the cracks of light dancing on the walls
just to keep from going crazy
I'll never stop fighting 

I guess I just needed you to know that


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Jade Hearts

Tracing Outlines on my cup of tea
I stare at him out of the corner of my cavernous coffee eyes
Sitting there reading Che, Zapata, Chavez, Castro 
Blinking, breathing, seething
                                                        Intense
                                       He’s got me hooked already
Looking at me like I’m something new, I can see
                                      We can speak without words
Mocha latte skin froths me up
Style Stirs a little bit of interest, it’s the  smile, dimples and all
That gets the engine to stop roaring and to purr
I want, to get, close, release,  Intellect steaming, smoldering against my gaze
			 What’s your Addiction?
Is it money? Is it cars? Politics?
Words spilling, sun streaming, whip pulsing
Connecting from two different worlds
I promise to reveal                real                                   
                                             Addiction  
                                             affliction of exotic tendencies  
Building castles in the air, my charming urban King, 
Fantasize with me, delicious remedies that would soothe
Jade Hearts, green and young, frozen and strong, we are the same
Baby Boy I deserve
			To be served this kind of ecstasy 
Asian dreams of china dishes crashing on the floor
Scrambling to get some more, more, more
Images fly past too sweaty to grasp
Slicked up thigh and long black hair down to middle of the back
Lips curved around hips and legs tangled with minds unfastened and, and, and 
oh Damn
I got this, I know who I am, something you will never see again
In years, lifetimes, eons, all the dimes and pennies in the world will never amount
To Priceless
If I get up and glide past 
Letting my scent, spicy, seductive, forbidden
Unbidden, he shall follow me  
Into the fire,                                    desire, baby
To get some more, more, more


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After All

Tumble me through this nebulous
connection
so
I can
gently touch your fingertip
as you
reach
for November’s sky

Kindly
wrap me in winter wishes
    once upon an icy star
and
warm me with promised
nights of velvet
naked
 
Then
    blessedly
release me into the
night of snow
and lost


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Reflections of her Puzzle

Perched on a smooth river rock
    studying her reflection in the flow
A timeline of changing faces
   slowly drifts by...
Carefree happy child
   running, playing among trees.
Rebellious miserable teen
   banging her head against authority.
Disillusioned, deeply depressed
   escaping with her spirit broken.
New mother ecstatic in California
   memorizing his growing up slide show.
Lonely, desolate woman with wrong partners
   until near death does she part.
Empty-nesters' angst ridden face
   hidden, lost in darkness.
Unstoppable learner/teacher
   finding her pieces in lifes' school.
Evolving computer addict, isolator
   searching on-line for love.
Mostly content, peaceful now
   her heart found God and "true blue."
Freedom lover flying, watching from above
   Her lifes' puzzle face more balanced
   yet incomplete.


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Misty Stare

Ah 
to look into thine eyes
and cast a shadowy glare
to break that misty stare
to open the portals 
to an endless journey
into your heart
that is my thrust
and never dying lust
to embrace your rosy lips
upon a golden moment
and hold it 
in a crystal space 
ever so gently
never to break
the way you move and glide
like a shimmering tide
a settling curve
upon my nerve
and to make this boast
is my toast
to life
and you.


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The GREEN TIGRESS

             Sitting in the meadow green grass shimmering in the Sunlight
                     Jade green eyes Sparkle in a mist of long lost  TEARS
              A cat picks it owner SHE sees  LOVE: SHE LOVES HIS HEART

             Contrasting  stripes of  POLISHED JADE  Shining in the Sunlight 
                      Dew drops on Meadow grass Sliding down  like Tears
             Rolling Through  the Clover Purring LOVE from HER Pure HEART 
                               FOREVER  ALWAYS  Entwined in ETERNITY

                 “NOOoo, NOOoo, Unfair YOU said THREE Lines no Longer
              My next stanza is four lines long THEN “WE” go back to THREE”
             “ OK, OK I’m sorry  but I do LOVE YOU  FOREVER AND ALWAYS “
                         “ I   K N O W  and I LOVE YOU FOR ALL ETERNITY “

            The Green TIGRESS seductively  LURES HER MATE to Fondle
          To Caress and Probe  MY inner SOUL Discover the Estacy of  LOVE
          A Contented PURRrr, a Contented groan of arousal from HER LOVE
        “ Nubbies “ for HER LOVE,” Nubbies “ from HER EVERLASTING LOVE

         “ My DEAREST and Only MOST BELOVED LENORE, No [ “Nubbies” ] 
              Our POEMS are of a HEAVENLY LOVE : not the lust of Mankind
                    Our EVERLASTING DAY is still three long months Away”
                   “ I said EVERLASTING LOVE not EVERLASTING D A Y "
             Now finish the POEM  in YOUR LOVING and HEARTFELT WAY
                                             IN JUST THREE {3} LINES”

        If YOUR in the jungle YOU hear the ROAR of the Mighty  White Siberian
   Fear for YOUR Life , when YOU listen to the Sirenic PURR of a Green Tigress
  Hug and Embrace HER for all of YOUR Tomorrows She ; YOUR EVERLASTING
                                                      W IFE                                                                           

                 Dedicated  in LOVING Memory to the Co-Author Of this POEM
       My DEAREST and Only MOST BELOVED LENORE ELLEN ADAMS [ L E A ]
                

                                      





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untouched love

I admire her from a distance.
As you would a piece of art.
Afraid to say things that I feel.
To touch .Or show my heart.
My body is a vessel. With a heart of stone within.
I fear for all to see it. Or to use it once again.
I wore it on my shoulder . For all the world to see.
It seems I gave it freely . And it got the best of me.
If my life could be started over.
I would pick a different time.
One where I would'nt know her.
Or ever have her own my mind.
If now I was struck with blindness.
If I could never see again.
Her face would never leave me.
Her love always within.


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Isabel

Sautéed scallops on the skirts of Italy
Debutantes of a chardonnay shimmy 
Mediterranean terraces of broached stars
Gucci wallets moonlighting baroque hearts
Manolo Blahnik legs lavishly luring
High heel sculptures of effusive Etruscan art
Olive ties stirring perfumed Sicilian thighs
Inhaling fragrant glasses of jasmine jet eyes
Rosy secrets saturating burning blotted lips
Fiery fertile plumes of Pompeii's fresco kiss
Vesuvian silence preening suave sable hair
Folded napkins of toasted Venetian affairs 


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Intoxicated

I can almost hear the sound of your voice
The actual softness and allure calling out
I can see your smile as the sun hits your face
Witnessing the innocence and beauty of you
I can smell you, oh yes, the scent of you
The mixture of perfume with your skin
I can thereby taste you, the pleasurable flavor
Of passion, as want drips from our pores


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Silent Love

Am I able to express my feelings
Or shall I seal my lips
In horror with the shredding memories and failures of this heart
Never letting it speak out 
Bottled up with emotions that are stored in the depth of my soul

Is it possible to stop this watch from ticking 
Making my time pause in an infinite world and future
Is this being able to withstand the confusion
As rapid minutes turn into hours and days
Leaving this agony to speak to burst away

Am I able to show how my hurtful soul can be reborn again
Able to love and share the beauty and joy and this magical feeling
Yet I'm reserved to this
scared of the outcome and negativity

Love has  been shown in such  mystical ways
believed to make you float during your lasting days
Or can it tear you apart and bury you in sadness

For I have faith in this love
Even though it has been teared away from me
Allowed to break with the shattering pieces in sadness

Its been hard to see you everyday
Gazing at your eyes
Wishing you knew about mine
I can't react
So I must wait as an echo
Until you open your heart freeing your thoughts
And then I can allow myself to open mine

I could forever wait for this response
Unable to admit my thoughts
So I stay in silence 
For I can't make a sound 
Sealed forever more in the darkness of my heart


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You

your love is slick
and your love is ...pooling,
i cannot help but slip
and
fall.
your heart is a fire
and your heart is... a rock.
i cannot help but hold
and
be burned.
your stare is ice
and your stare is... transparent
i cannot help but read
and
weep.
your love is slick              
and your love is pooling... 



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Love Untainted

You are my morning dawn 
…My evening dusk
Features of essence ever changing

Your eyes the flame of desire
…A calm cool wind
The light of the sun and blushing moon

You’re my crossing into fantasy
…The voice of reality
That breath of life I deeply inhale

Your softly mordant smile
 …A presence realized
Flashing sparks igniting my spirit

You possess of abilities magic
…A powerful flow
Feeding the passion of my soul

You only need lay your embering touch
…Ethereal fingers caress
Melting my fear I lay at your feet

You’re silent shadowed departure
…Icing the walls to a shimmer
From the light I bear inside for you

Interminable love…


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Yearning For You

If I know what you want 
I would give it to you
How about the moon
A bandit I will become
Disguised as the wind
I will quickly steal it from the sky
And hand it to you
I don’t know what you want
I haven’t a single clue.

My heart you already have
Maybe I gave it too soon
Because all you did was take it
And break it in two
I tried to sew it together
But the cut was made too deep
Every time I think of you
Throbbing pain burst open
The wound I try to conceal

If you pour your love upon it
It will begin to heal
But all I can do for now
Is keep yearning for you

I close my eyes, I see you
You star in all my dreams
I will wave my magic wand
Puff!
Darn, you are still there
A handsome tattoo etched on my mind
What can I do next? 
To make you disappear
To erase you from my life
I see you everywhere

The tears my eyes are shedding
Is nothing compared to the river
My waning heart is raining
My weeping heart is stained
With excruciating pain
If I was physically harmed
The doctor could patch me up 
The yearn I feel for you
Few will understand 


How did you reach in
So incredible deep
Each heart should come with a sign
“Fragile, easy to break
Handle with care!”
That could have saved me 
Nights of sleepless tears
But for now I must suffer
Yearning for you


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Dreamy Haze

Grasping my soul into its mystery,
Leaving me motionless, breathless,
Wanting to breathe more of its
Aroma, its sensation, its 
Mystified, encrypted feelings…

It’s my devotion, 
It’s my colorful ocean,
It’s the web of my emotions…
Smiling, as I meditate
My uncontrolled enthusiasm…
My beautiful fervor, my passion…

A-h-h! As its hymns play,
Harmoniously, its words begin to say
All the things in which I want to hear,
Words that draw my manifestation…

Between the hazy mists I sit,
Watching tiny droplets of water
Condense with tenderness on my skin...
Slithering, as new worlds of words
Begin to form within…
----------------------------------------------------------

Dreamy haze in which I feel alive,
Take me into thee,
Where no one can revive
Me from this ecstasy, from
 My life’s fantasy…

POETRY…

Everything in me,  and
Everything destined to be…

 


















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Lust in Love

Last night you entered
'neath a dimmly lit light

Enchanting,perchancing
sensual explicit sight

Red silken scarff dazzling
enhancing my imagining

Flow of allure curve's
exciting my every nerve

Your dance had me reeling
pent up inner feeling's

Your touch baby smooth
immediately unglued

Continually pursued,my pursuer
my erotic doer......

You may have entered my light
but I'm entering you now tonight.....


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LONELY

Death is upon us it follows near.
Chasing looking for a brake
Falling we are alone. We go
Consumes our soul just as we speak.

Pain is no longer. 
Life has begun. 
Our soul floating away.
Finding peace if we let it!

Agony is too deep.
Waiting to try our new life.
Alone we still pass others.
Deep in a grave we lie.

Only to devour our soul. 
Climbing to a higher level.
Held down and only given sorrow.
Breaking our hopes we run to hit a wall.

Escaping our world we all know.
Taken to a place not like ours.
Suffering to eternity. 
Only to think we have achieved.
 
Always lonely will I be.
Waiting and hoping. 
Someday to be filled with life 
Having one to share 

A floating being is all I’m able
Roaming the earth 
Looking for a lost love
One to hold and care 

Hardened hearts are near
Opening them I warm inside
Cold lying still no response
Pushed away I take my self

My soul bleeding deep
Heart has withered only to reap
Pain and anguish is all allowed 
No light in sight I’m too proud

Release my pain floating away 
To relinquish my soul set it free! 
My sorrow has lifted my own is near
Wanting to be free and painless 

Take my heart and toss it away
Only able to cry 
Hardened to the touch it waits to be loved
Waiting for someone to care 

Always end up here 
Depressed and lonely
Drawn and without care
Pain runs to deep 

Burning and scaring long and hard!
Some to stay forever 
Never letting me awake 
Keeping me down dragging my head

Someday may it lift!
I have friends who care!
I’m the one at fault for it is I!
If I can’t care for me, where will I be?

Lonely at last day in and out
Why do I try same old thing
Maybe? One day it will happen!
For now I remain! 


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Love's Might...

With tilted head and smiling eye's
you softly whisper,what's on your mind
seductive form's begin to take shape
as i'm slowly led to your lover's lake
engulfed,but not drowning
fully aware of my surrounding's
we somehow remain in complete control
as rupturing sense's are hard to hold
only to take flight,through a maze of light's
experiencing the joy of our shared love's might...

You rest now with your head on my shoulder
as I ask myself...
what would I do without her??


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Dreams of Eternal Burn.....

Your silver fire thoughts of you
as burning liquid flaming blue
mercurial rush as cupids touch
white the heat stored in your hutch

As green reminds of life abundant
gold portrays love held redundant
neverending feelings aspire.....
freeflow from your silver fire

Never red in angers madness
pastel the oils that boil the sadness
renewed steam in whistled songs
connecting hearts where they belong

Souls combined together whole
a story in itself be told
rising into breathless heights
........silver fire.....day and night





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Lighter Than Air

bits of me
lost pieces of you
swept up in an accidental
     gust
that lifts and rises
     drafts and dives
taken on the whim
of the wind
to lighter dreams
     of drifting
     random
earthly bonds released
until the breeze gives way
to calm and
     bits and pieces flutter
down
to meet together
on the ground
to fit together without space
    one soul is born
    by heaven’s grace


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Two Thousand Miles

She bathes my soul within her
Sanguine waters ardently
Inundating my senses whole
I become upon her embrace
We become one spirit aloof
Within both light and darkness
Depraving sharp hunting eyes
Perceiving the mirrors self image
Of high tribulation chiseled 
Stone falling across studio floors
Swept scrupulous and surgically
Transfusing this beauty of essence
Upon the humid air of breath
Sweetly scented floral calling
Across unmeasured distances
Trekked of unfettered resolve
Heightening as you draw close
Tending my wounds unshaken
Confidence in trusting touch
Eases tautness now diminishing
Away flying into night taking
Pieces of you in my pocket
Clutching for hope and strength
Of this blossom rooting deeply
Within one another we discover
All that we behold and feared
I give to you willingly…untainted
Wholly my poetic heartsong
Inscribed within and without
My trusted two thousand miles


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Desert Dreams And A Songbird

Melodies traversing upon 
     Winds of the desert painting
Misplaced beauty of Saguaro’s 
     Dancing with dust devil’s
Sagebrush songs echoing off
    Mountainous mirage of valley
Floors endlessly stretching past
     Horizon bleeding red clay
Strewing the endless highway
    Going nowhere coming back
Against the curtain of heat
    Cooling with the light touch 
Of rain disappearing in the sands
      Ever moving never changing
Clouding storms covering tracks
      I followed to find your voice
Hidden in the desolate gardens
      Saturated with fervent life 
Unseen flitting about my eyes
     Singing in cactus blooms 
Flowering for the moment
     Passing with a breath
Expelling a hundred degree
     Harmony from the hidden
Little desert songbird calling
     Past the boundaries set
Bringing me back to where
     I have always been 


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Finals

A stalking moon comes
riding
on mount of silver
     and
     blue
     metallic
shimmering
     beckoning
shadows colliding
with
      imagined imaginings
and
      impassioned words
spoken to
      look
          like you
rhyming
with
the glow of
     lightening dark
         pale
            dawns
shivering in
twilight unmasked
as
a
     hollow
     exchange
that
bounces from
     here to there
         and
     wonders
         how the connection
grew so
weak
and
      unenduring
when
      plastic care
became
      so unassuring
and
     deaf and dumb
came    
     crawling
              droning
so
      enough became
           too much
to hear
and
flat tone
       came alive
to
       animate my screen
in hurried
dutiful
   replies
      evenly spaced to
          reflect
               time better spent
                    elsewhere.


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When It Rains

when it rains 
the thunder makes me think of
your heart beating in my ear
the lightning makes me think of 
the sparkle of your eyes when you saw me
but the rain makes me think of
how much I cried when you said it was over. . .


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Come in Your Darkness

Drag me away with
hooded lids
      to the dark of you.

Give axe to gates
protecting cheerless
     spirit under siege.

Swallow me in haste
lest I discover
     we cannot.



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Mermaids Heart

Mermaid Heart 

Mermaid on the moon: 
come see me soon. 
I am fading in the night, 
losing my light, 
I am torn in two pieces; 
one of them is ewe. 
Heart,a mermaids heart, 
is the only 
word---that i have been 
able, 
softly spoken, 
to find---to utilize, 
in the water, 
where my mermaid swims. 
Which one word (heart) 
my heart 
spoken in love 
comes even close 
close to the love 
written in the 
Heart of ewe, 
Woman in the foamy waves 
swimming near to me, 
my love it comes. 
It is a heart, 
a mermaids heart. 



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Share My Wine

Share my wine
One last time
Lay next to me
Let me feel your sweet breath
On my neck once more,
I have never forgotten you,
And everything you swore
Locked in crystal eternity
Inside my love
You lay next to me
each night I live
In memories you yet give


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Before The Moment Passes

Two spirits of passions
From ever separating worlds 

Watching and hoping with intensity

Drifting on winds of nowhere
Tracings of comfort and familiarity

Fearing the change that arrives with risk

Ignoring pangs in exchanges of nothings
Yet there exists a sweet fervor between them

That unyielding thirst of eternal desiccation

Two souls of this fiery desire
From existence so indistinct

On parallel journeys reaching for the one another

Admittance revering nature’s truth
Building intensities more than either cares to confess

Each wanting to stake all for a chance…silence prevailing

Passing the eons of eternities boundaries
No end in sight of this voiceless duel of pride

Begging inside to grapple the moment before it passes

Two spirits of passion
From ever separating worlds

If to chance a moment’s gaze to see that they truly are one


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Musical Ownership

Plucking at the metal strings
Thumping vibration pulsing the air
Tuba all classy and dancing with bass
Suddenly silence, the palette bone bare

The voice of the infinite instrument
settles the band and elates
You're singing and smiling and lifting the sky
while the keys all turn toward you and burn, concentrate

The piano is weighted by words
and is stretched to it's lengths by your thoughts
Trills and crescendos rise up to the rafters
and are swept up by currents and caught

Softly the background emerges
All of the instruments humming in time
Flooding the stage and the audience skin
and right at this moment I know you are mine

Mine to dream dreams to and smile
Mine to tuck into my heart
A flood of vibration to linger and last
This music which touched me and tore me apart...


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Midsummer Moment

Romantic shadows of
Luminous love
Lend intense warmth
To a midsummer night as
Sensuous fragrance,
Shimmering moonlight,
Combine in nature's backdrop
While a quartet of flutes
At the water's edge
Enhances spectral mists and
Hushes soft laughter
For a moment of nocturnal tranquility.


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It Was

It was the strange cologne
the misty moon
it was the river rolling on and on
hallucinations and a dream
someone's shadow on the wall
silvery leaves brushing your face
running
running
through the wildwood
over the bridge forever
to the cottage bright
in the meadow
dark stones wet with autumn
showers
hours spent before the dying
fire
your hand in his
it was
the inevitable joy,
the boundless leap of faith
taking your breath 
along with the last bit of summer
it was
as strong as life is long and true,
and all for you,
it was.


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Hold Your Breath

hold your breath

... Hold your breath...
untill i'm there
I don't even want you
to breath without me...
i dont want you to do anything,
that i may miss.

Hold your breath
and i swear...
I will never be far away.

...Reach out your hand,
Or call my name,
I will come running

Hold your breath...

untill i hold your hand
kiss your lips.
see your smile
feel our bodies touch...

Hold your breath,
...Close your eyes,
And i will wipe your fears away,
...Chase your problems
Into the darkest corners

Hold your breath.
Just hold your breath
Because 
i love you
And i will always save you...  


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Glass

 She was glass,
apothecary blue,
potions cool within,
a cure of sorts.
  Some who sipped
survived
and some did not.
Some whose 
burning lips
relinquished,
  quenched
their thirst
forever,
never to desire 
her fire
again.
and then,
there was 
i
was there
parched beyond
regret.
afraid and yet
obsession
drove me
on to 
shatter all 
for that last 
drop,
the drop that 
fell,
that fell so fast...
and she was
glass.




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Emotion

 Looking through the eyes of love
I see a vision so beautiful.

 Looking through the eyes of love,
I see more emotion, than my heart may handle.

 Looking through the eyes of love,
I see how, I am capable of love.

 Looking through the eyes of love,
I see you.

                / Fini /


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That Untouchable

Never confessing what just seeing you does to me
Wishing I could touch your heart

I lose myself to fear and fantasy when you come near
You are the love of another

Dreaming of you often in excusable thoughts of innocence
Wishing I could touch your face

You are above me in everything at high distances beyond
And I am the coward hiding away next to you

For you are the eye of God a beauty of completeness pure
Wishing I could touch your spirit

In these torturous waves I breath deeply of your essence
Paralyzed in the perfect desire

Through the passing of days I shall ever love and desire you
Wishing I had touched your heart


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Sometimes

Sometimes I do,
Sometimes I don't
Sometimes I will,
Sometimes I won't

Sometimes I'm weak,
Sometimes I'm strong,
Sometimes I'm right,
Sometimes I'm wrong...

Sometimes I love,
Sometimes I hate,
Sometimes I'm early,
Sometimes I'm late...

But at no time,
Ever, and at all,
Did I ever,
So hardly fall

So deep into love,
Oh, so deeply in love,
Dear Lord up above,
This way to die
Is surely the way that I,
Prayed all my life,
To die outside the
Boundaries of rife.


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Alone with you

After all this time we can finally be together.
This night I will remember forever.
You are as beautiful as when I first saw your face.
No one can make me feel like when I am in your embrace.
Your eyes still hypnotize me and bring out my strongest desire.
My heart still burns for you with an unquenchable fire.
I still shiver when you touch my skin.
You bring out the passion and love from within.
We are in our own world away from anyone.
You saved yourself just for me.
There is no place in the world I would rather be.
Than all alone just you and me
For you I feel a mixture of everything.
Love lust passion sensuality and all the confusion it brings.
My love is stronger only for you.
I am safe and secure Alone with you.


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For Me

She whispers to me, 
Says things this man never
Heard ever before.
She tells me and shows me
The contents of her heart.

She smiles, 
Just to think of me.
She truly is,
But treats me
Like, beautiful art.

She sings songs to me
About love and life 
And of wonderful dreams.

She is a gift,
Truly due to innate beauty
Which flows like 
The most beautiful of streams.

She shares with me,
All that she wishes
Me to see,
But she cannot hide
The real person, inside.

In effect,
She shares completely
And feels, with me,
There’s no reason to hide.


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Love in Full Bloom

For you my love, always my love, I'll stay by you
For a long time
For you wifey, I love you wifey, too much for my own good
So don't let go of me, take my hand

Though you may be annoying, on rare occasions
I can't help but smile still because it doesn't bother me very much
Though you make me mad, I can't stay mad
My love for you won't allow it to go for too long, unless you push it
But listen, I don't believe…that you would do just that
If that's the truth, then I'd prefer to continue…
Dreaming…

My love for you is now in full bloom
And from this day, forever on, it won't go away
60 years, 100 years, my heart is still yours
So my love, please take care of it

On our wedding day, I'll put a lot of money down
And the same goes for our honeymoon, because you deserve the very best
I dedicate my life, to you starting today
And know one thing about my love, unlike most, this one is very much real
Like a flower, my love starts out, sprouting beautifully
But my love has…one benefit, unlike a flower
It'll always bloom…

My love for you is at its peak and still overflowing
Through life, through death, it'll never die
A century, a millennium, my heart's forever yours
So my love, would you please, treasure it…?

If we were ever separated or lost
You best know, that my love will be my guide
And I trust it more than anyone will know
So we would be reunited again…
Take my hand, my love is in full bloom
And from this day, forever on, it will never die
60 years, 100 years, my heart is still yours
And I hope that yours is mine…
A millennium to infinity, my heart is still yours
So my love, please treasure it
Trust in me, don't let go of me, stay with me love
Let our love…lead us through eternity…


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Snowflake

Cuddle me this
Dipped in a painted bliss
drip
drip
drop
She wets my lips
sip
sip
sop
I fail to wake up
The snokeflake melts



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My Hope

As I say goodnight
there are tears in my eyes
I miss you already
but you’re still within my sight
I love you so much
sometimes it scares me
I hope you’re always with me,
that you’ll always love me
I do my best for you
I carry on to see your face
I live for loving you
When the pains of the week
are weighing me down
and keeping me low
Your love and care
raise my spirits
as I have you
and it gives me hope again


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An Old Love Gone and A New Love Come

I'd love you more than any
I had ever loved before
But never seeing you
Scared me even more
Your voice was never heard
Over the thoughts that I had read
Time just wouldn't wait around
For us to move ahead
And with time came another
Someone I never would have pondered
But with this one I've come to love
My heart wanders and looks above
Wondering if this is a mistake
The arrival of this new fate
For my heart yet turns
Mainly because you're who it yearns
Even though this may be true
My love for you would have never grew
But this one who has stolen my heart
Has given my love a new start


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Everything

Finally here, 
speak to me.
I want to feel you, 
I need to hear you.
You are the light, 
That's leading me,
To the place where I find peace again.
You are the strength that keeps me walking.
The very hope that keeps me trusting.
The light in my soul.
You are my only purpose.
You're everything.
And yet... 
How can i stand here with you, 
And not be with you.
You calm the storms.
And you give me rest. 
You hold me in your hands, 
So I know you won't let me fall.
When you take my breath away,
You take my heart too.
Take me in now
Take me deeper in our love.
You're all i want. 
You're all i need. 
You're everything 
Everything I love.
Everything that keeps me standing.
You are my strenght,
Yet I am your weakness.
You're everything I want to need and love.


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LOVE

Raindrops falling.
Sun shining bright.
Rainbow as far as I can see. 
Endless it seems miles I roam.

Near the end, I’m getting close.
Hoping for a POT-O-GOLD!
Rich and wealthy will I be.
No worries and cares for me.

In a field of green I come to a stop!
Little man perched on stump.
Tells me, I’m the one who gets his treasure.
Choose my friend and only one.

Black pot running over with gold
Fair Maiden sitting all alone
No hesitation in sight, I take the pot hand it to the withered old man.
He looks and smiles your choice is made.

Walking away he say’s. Why you go?
Money is fine while Love is grand!
Taking thy Maiden in my arms. 
Keeping her close to my heart. 

Carrying her off to a world of new.
Not a gold piece in my pocket.
I’m the richest man in the world.
For thy love for her holds true.


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Since I've Been Lovin' You

Was never alive
till your eyes I met
My heart a'flutter,
Hasn't stopped yet

Time and distance 
Are no issue
We shall always be together
Time itself has no power
On a love it can't erode....
You're in my heart forever,
I will always bear your load

So lean on me
When times are hard,
And share my faith in you,
For one thing I am sure of,
My love will always
Be fresh and new


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Castle in the Sky

MOUNTAIN SKIES
 
I want to feel the mountain top. 
Kicking my last shadow to a complete stop. 
Swallowing the clouds in the sky
 
No one to get me down from this mountain high
A shallow grave I dug, when I feel the need to hide
A danger zone, where all UFO's collide 
 
Now, I found a sweet place, when no one is around 
High on this mountain, hidden in this castle, I cannot be found. 
Watching all that slithers from top to ground. 
 
The smile you once put on my face, 
Is now lost somewhere in the mountain trace
Finding myself paranoid without truly amazing grace. 
 
This out of balanced place, is drying up my cries
A boundary, beyond the castles and mountain of lies
One cherished memory of your hazel eyes
 
Somewhere near heaven's broken walls
No one but God, can hear my calls
My pain flows above mountain waterfalls. 
 
After trips,  I have fallen down 
Inside I feel as if only I own this ghost Castle town
No need to save me, from the moat when I drown
 
Just one last AIR BALLOON RIDE
Beyond the castle on every mountainside 
A kiss of death sealed up high
Far away from what I use to call, Cloud Nine
~Finding A New Castle In The Sky~

By;-)


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Her True Love (Palindrome)

Her
love
so true
it brings a smile
makes the heart sings
softly
kisses 
her charming
kisses
softly
makes the heart sings
it brings a smile
so true
love
Her

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Author's Comment: Palindrome, also known as the Mirrored Poem, reads forwards and 
backwards.   It stems from the Greek word palindromos: palin, meaning again, and dromos, 
meaning a running. Combining the two together, the Greek meaning gives us, running back 
again. The concept of the “mirrored images” reflects an “image mirrored,” which includes a 
word in the center of the poem as a reversal point for the sentence or even the poem.  
There is no set number of stanzas or any rules for construction.

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a proposal to you

In my eyes I see you.
A beautiful rose.
Your the girl of my dreams.
Sometimes I wonder if I found the right person.
Your my shinning star at night.
I will never let you down.
I will never make you cry.
I will never tell a lie.
I will always be truthful to you.
I sing a lullaby at night.
I will always hold you tight no matter what.
I will always be there for you.
I will take care of you if you was in need.
I will help you when you fall.
will treasure you for all times.
Your my heart.
Your my soul.
But my feelings for you will never let go.
I want you to smile,smile for me.
I want to see you smile.
I propose to you.
I will always love you


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Contact

Contact.
I live for it.
Whether it is of the eyes or a pleasant scent to the noes.
This contact could be as simple as landing in your presence
like an alien landing on earth I want to explore your herbs.  

Contact.
It puts my senses on overload.
Contact like my lips hungrily reaching yours.
I crave for it.
I've dreamt of it.
 
Body to body contact.
Mind to mind contact. 
Contact through a text or a phone call.

The moment my eyes see that blush of color
on your face sends a message of contact to my brain
saying that you want the same type of contact I've been hoping for.  

So what is next after that type of confirmation?
The contact of the door hitting the lock and 
than the contact of skin on top of skin.
And the heat of our body temperatures rising. 
I have made contact.


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Generic Minds

generic minds listen to generic music
have generic thoughts that are unknowingly abusive
watch generic things talk about generic things
gee this generic *****is spreading like a disease
better get your flu shot 
thats what they said to me
a suicidal vaccine 
a subliminal killing spree
its contagious and the outrageous
thing about it is that the people are blind in an eye
that they didn't even know they had
it's sickening to watch these clueless civilians 
inside the looking glass
with nightmares of being free
without a key to their mind
for it is trapped in the frequency
in the illusion of time
bathed in our universe
killing all that refuse to see
those that admit to hypocracy
or see the message in hip hop
how cant you see
the message in the lyrics that
bring adolescents to their knees
from bullet wounds conflicting their flesh
contradicting that they're the best
but the songs keep telling them that they dont need no rest
that they dont wanna go home
that they should ride alone
with the gat as their only companion
and so the only path they choose is the one that they're told
until they grow old and hope turns to a window pane
inside a window pane, until all they feel is pain
they realize that the music itself is ashamed
so whats to look up to
when you cant even speak when you cant even walk because you look so bleak
your eyes are sunken from the tv you're infested with the dee zees
now its too late to turn around and live for your conscious
so when youre screaming oh please
close your eyes and bring your mind to life
open your eyes for the first time
and never wonder why
since the answer this entire time
has been inside
and you better find it before you die
you dont want your soul to be in a pool with all the others
a buncha brothers missing their mothers
but only seeing strangers
only feeling the haters
wishing they would have used their minds when they had them
and now its too late,
now it's time for another new born fate to grab them


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My Sweet Camel Toe, Where'd you Go

Where'd you go?
oh where did you go
my precious camel toe?

played me like a fiddle
with your bubbly middle
you're such a skanky hoe
but I love you so
camel toe
camel toe

we had magic
we had fire
purple sweatpants my desire
come back camel toe

victory! camel toe
you're the villain 
you're the winner
with your puffy 
wedgied center

camel toe
camel toe

you're my sassy hoe
you're my Christmas snow
gone like cold wind blows
with your return
my member grows

I miss my camel toe
baby 
where'd you go?
sweaty sweetie 
camel toe


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A Love Poem For You

love  and let 
love find you


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LOVE

Loyalty
One self
Virtuous
Eternity


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Heart of the Sea

           Essence of salt and waves crashing
           The World of the Sea has a heart
            Careful not to offend thee ~

            The spills of oil , nuclear waste
             Drilling and mistakes, 
           Man infused sewage and waste 

           The capture of Fish while Dis guarding a life of a Dolphin
           The Sea and its very Mystery is crying as all fish dying
           Is there a place and time where we stop and love what was given

          The Heart of the Sea not to ever be underestimated
          For when sadden great wrath will fall in sequence with wind
          Water and Wind can create its Heart broken fiercely without mercy

          What have we done to create this disharmony 
           It is not hard to see as Tsunamis and Hurricanes such as Katrina unfold
           It is the Heart of the Sea Broken , The heart of the Sea Spoken 
    
           We hear her Heart , we feel her wrath , 
                The Heart Of The Sea ...this Heart cries 
                    This Heart is angry , will we take responsibility ?


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The Bike Trail

This I must do
I have to rape you.
Going on your weary back,
Pushing myself as we continue.
Through you I will come
And always you groan
Every step, every breath
I gasp, you moan—
Anywhere I could go
But you I will only follow

			The Bike Trail



(This is about running; I’ll go over it line by line for you. The first two lines are easy— when you are running along a trail you are hurting it through erosion, usage, etc. The third line is true because you are running on a path, not over it. The fourth is about fighting through the pain, making yourself run when your body wants you to stop. The fifth is also true for you are going somewhere ‘He came jogging down the path’. When you take a step—even walking—the ground beneath you makes a sound from your foot hitting it which is what the next line is talking about. The next two lines are basically describing that action. You are gasping for breath as your going and the ground beneath your feet makes a sound as you run or walk over it. The last two lines simply say that you could go anywhere but you are following the trail instead. I hope this makes sense to you.)


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Sweet Passion

Sweet Passion    
            	
(This poem can be read from top to bottom and at the same time, side to side.)
					

days of grace                	  with form
moments in depth             	  nature in tune with time
greet her morning sunrise    	  evenings melt into mornings

days of love                 	  sweet candy
mothering and all          	  a passion of choice
embrace her totality         	  sweet sensual passion

days of strength             	  years to come
rule her life                	  ever there
protector of needy           	  lover of peace 

days of density              	  thick with soul
packed with goodness           a menu to consume
unstoppable power            	  too much to stop

days of beauty               	  natural
blissful with flowing        	  face of God
heart on her sleeve          	  hair of a Goddess 

days of tomorrows             	  forever tomorrows
brightly spoken              	  smiling with lust
intense expressed            	  side on inside	     wanting more



© Chuck Keys. All Rights Reserved 2010


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Just Be

Sometimes I admire the littlest things
A simple rock. A blade of grass. 
They need no future goals, no tax exemptions
They don’t need to go anywhere or be anything
They just are. 

Sometimes, especially when I’m reading life insurance policies,
I envy the rocks and the grass
And try to be like them for a moment. 
I sit perfectly still and give myself to the wind-
And it whispers in my ear:
Just be.
And for that moment I don’t need to go anywhere or be anything.
And at the snap of my fingers, 
All the complex widgets and gizmos that make up my life
Fold into paper airplanes and fly off in the wind.

Jacob Reinhardt
10/07/13


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Chocolate Covered Cherries

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Slowly tracing the milk chocolate softness, of her smooth velvet thighs

Lying upon her breast as she hugs gently, the pillow amid her sighs ~

Smiling in flavours of strawberries lingering, wetness; vanillas extract... 

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...“Chocolate Covered Cherries” *


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Who Am I

A new photograph floats to the surface
Playfully dressing up as the world around me
Hat, striped socks and all
Tiptoeing at the top for one last sweet moment 
Before sinking back into my ocean mind.

One after another they arrive
Single file,
Steeping my eyes in the world 
As the minds shutter, ever fluttering 
Strings together this conscious stream I play in.

My photographs fade in time’s wrinkled arms.
Joining their brothers and sisters at the ocean floor,
They hold hands and try to answer the question that is always asking itself:
Who am I?

Jacob Reinhardt
10/3/2013


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Love Knot

Just relax my love,
And allow our hearts to intertwine.
Something special was sent from above,
And you feel it...our hearts are combined!
I feel so blessed,
To have you standing next to me.
A love knot deep in my chest;
And I feed off your energy!
I refuse to give in or tire.
Emotionally, I've given it all I got!!
Your love is fuel to my fire,
And I've become tied up in your love knot


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The Aqua Rose

Deep in the Caribbean coral reef;
A bright blue rose, one salted leaf.
The stem has strength of ancient gods.
The roots of time have not withered
Her petals of truth grow strong with age
Her story unfolds from a watery cage
Her stamen: the history of man.
I knew her well, Aqua, my wife.
No longer seen with mortal eye,
You don't hear her sobs: her cry
No sweet hello's, no fond good-bye.
Memories of undying love.
Floating serenely in waters blue
The hottest sunshine filtered through.
The Aqua Rose is my love true.
Her watery grave shall be redeemed.
Long before Aqua was a rose;
She was innocence, personified
She was mine and I was hers
Soon we shall share Eternity.
  Inspired by Catie Lindsey's Contest " Tending the Sprouts "
 My First POEM  Dedicated to my Beloved L E N O R E
  "Aqua Rose" was Written August 29, 1971 4  days After LENORE left me for "Glory"
Inspired by the Contest "Why oh Why?" Sponsored By "Constance~A Rambling Poet"
   In Lovig Memory of My Beloved Wife "Lenore Ellen (Adams) Johnson"
From the Heart of "Harry Daniel Johnson" - AKA - HGarvey Daniel Esquire


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To Catch An Eagle { Anaphora }

I love to watch them eagles soar lands edge
I love to watch them unfurl their wings wide 
I love to watch them dip and dive while circling blue yonder
I love to watch them acheive highest mountain peaks
I love to watch them crest their new borns in the nest
I love to watch them ruffle their feathers after a rainfall
I love to watch them represent the United States Of America
I love to watch them not back down from  predators 
I love to watch them continue seeking for missing mate
I love to watch them conjoin and start a new tradition
I love to watch them eagles soar  lands edge


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Summer Seduction

Jasmine wafts 


     From sun-kissed shoulders


            Entrancing the senses

      
                Irrevocably









For Brian's Contest, "Imagine". The painting which inspired me was "Summer Evening".


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Tempest

Call her "Tempest", for hers are eyes of storm.
Winds of passions held at bay, a torrent of tears uncried,
fires bound in those confines yearn to flash unchained into the night;
and peace is seldom found behind the clouded walls in the eyes of storm.

Her face reveals no inference nor her manner does supply
the slightest indication of the tumult found inside.
Her twisted tresses hint with subtlety
the wants,
the needs,
the fears,
the hopes,
the sorrows 'neath veils of lashes bound.

A sharpened tongue and razor wit, iced cold with frigid stares
are evidence more of the battle fought within erstwhile founts of tears.

The clouds spiral ever faster and the waves mount higher still.
The tormentuous seas have victims claimed, for none have yet them tamed.
Within those eyes of Tempest rage the unsettled memories
of sailors many and those to whom the task proved beyond reach...
for yet has one to brave those eyes and weather well the gale...
to find the calm I know is there within the eyes of storm.

I thought once to be a sailor...to face undaunted her winds and rain.
Methinks I once caught sight of sun amid her skies of darkened gray.
I know the calm is in there...in the heart of this hurricane,
'though I doubt it is I who'll find the peace deep within the eyes of storm.

Yeah. call her "Tempest", call her "Storm" call her "Calamity",
but fear not the rain,
nor winds,
nor waves she'll hurl in direction thine,
For somewhere beyond her wall of clouds 
is Eden in the eyes of storm.


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A seed of love planted in the soil of my heart

I sailed unaware into 
the ocean currents 
of her life:
and 

smitten, I 
desired to ride 

them with her;
somewhere 
along 
the ocean ways, a 

seed of love 

planted in the soil of
my heart had taken root 
and grew--only to perish 
like 

a young hope 

that's fleeting:
though I loved her, 
she 

still wounded
me 

like a careless 
knife. 

In spite of 
this and myself, 
I looked 

for encouragement
in her stare; 
and 

at the outlines 
of her graceful 
form 

I did wonder: 
she was 

indeed 

a Helen of Troy, a prize, 
on whose loveliness 
I 

so richly gorged! 

But never was 
a lonely man 
more wretched 
than 

I was, 

as she could 
not return my
affections  

with equal measure of feeling.  

I would be more
glad had she been 
unwedded to another,
and   

could easily be within 
my desirous 
and
jealous 

orbit! 

In time, I 
never 

saw 
her again;

and love, or the 
appearance of it--like 
an aborted 

fetus

flushed down the 
toilet--died 

with her parting 
as well!



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A Yellow Back Spider



You might call it an epiphany as I bedded down amongst the vines a beautiful yellow back spider for the entire afternoon we would spent some time With sun glistening above and a wind caution and free a delicate web of life he began a sight my eyes marveled to see From tiny branch to tiny branch a miraculous grand design took shape rectangles stacked upon rectangles squares of silk he fashioned free Within this beauty and grace he paused as if to see a smile within my heart aglow a hope for humanity "Thrive" I said to the little guy as I rolled back to my feet a grateful dream I did thee witness a minuet piece of Gods majesty


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Ode to my daughter on her birthday - 26

My Sarah
When I looked at you last week trying on your new boots
Those almond eyes sparkling at something new, a gift
I saw my little pink girl, a princess, playing dress up again
Your long hair draped your high cheekbones
Life still a game, tinged with drama and theatre 
As you look for fun in all your pursuits!
A player in life with a passion for cooking and music
You have become a kind, loyal, vivacious young woman
Self assured, grounded with a love of tradition
I looked at you and felt an overwhelming pride.

Sunday’s child is ' bonny, blithe, good and gay' they say
Befitting my Sabbath girl, a model child of few demands
Your bedroom a vast sea of Barbie and friends
A Passion for story-time and books
Your Dutch life with Irish sea-touched roots, 
You are a real continental
A great scholar with degrees in Law and Psychoanalysis
You have found your true love with Luis, a Spaniard
As you both prepare to leave the Emerald Isle
I wonder at the achievement of you!


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Silent, The Castle Doors

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Stillness held the flower, in distant gazes spilling from their palms...

A cats meow, resounding atop timeless rafters; peering at the stage

About a sixteenth century romance; dramatica, close the castle door

Hush the crowd betwixt breath they keep; frozen in this their heart

As Juliet lifts her tearful blade and Romeo's love, now fast asleep; dreams

Not weep as time does part to gather once more; aneath these stars...

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...“Silent, the Castle Doors” *


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Twilight Lovers

Lovers whispering in the softness of the night.
Two entwined hearts, 
misted in sweet promises.

Floating together in the warmth of love.
Embracing the other's soul, 
desiring each others hearts.
Lips touching, 
adding heat to the swirling mist around them.
Delicious heat only lovers can know.

The hot flames of lust, 
igniting their bodies, 
inflaming their hearts.
Passion carries them through the night.
Destined for all the tomorrows on the twilight together.


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We Welcome the Sun

We welcome the sun
We welcome the sun 

A gleaming sunrise is seen in the distance – shedding relief 
Bursting forth like fireworks in the dark blue sky 
Hues of beauty and sincerity washes away our grief
The cheery clouds come together like lovers embracing one another

I’m never waving goodbye
   
It’s so surreal… and magnificent to see this scene unfold
You lift up the sparkling light… you’re an angel from up above
It’s so vibrant – the illuminated sight never dulled 
You bring us luck and excitement – 

You’re as pleasant as a dove 

We welcome the sun
We welcome the love
We welcome the sun
We welcome the sun 
To omit the darkness 
To abolish the distress
To conceal the darkness
And reveal the halo
Hovering around your head
Burning away the dread 
We welcome the sun
We welcome the sun 
We welcome the sun

An ocean of love is rubbing against my feet
Blankets of comfort embrace me now… our love will never dry
You treat us with reverence and I repeat – 
You’re as pleasant as a dove – taking wing from on high 
We welcome the sun in the morning 
We welcome the sun with open arms
We welcome the sun 
We welcome the sun
We welcome the sun 
We welcome the sun 

A speedy breeze is whistling in my ears
Spiraling mad like a spinning top
Spiraling mad with all of its might 
You’re very intriguing – you casted away our fears 
Your gorgeous eyes
Project bright green and blue
You’re special in His sight 
He welcomes you
We welcome the hope 
We welcome the sun
We welcome the sun
We welcome the sun 
To lighten up your load 
And lead you to the mercy road
Where you and I will escape to paradise
To drive out all of the negativity
To conceal the wretched farewells
To reveal the light in goodbye 

We welcome the sun
We welcome the sun
We welcome you
With open arms 


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The Nape of Her Neck

I can visualize you on your side, sleeping
Gently, I lift the hair from your shoulders
To expose the nape of your neck
It whispers, quietly sings a sensual song
My lips gently touching your skin, we dance
My tongue ventures into the valley
The nape of your neck, indented, erotic
Eyes fixed, I see your body respond
Your skin tone reveals red, passion
You gasp, quitely your body reacts
No words are spoken, yet you speak loudly
I can smell, I can taste the desire
The nape of your neck, calls my name

~Rick Berry


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A Sailor's Prayer

Lord, here my prayer, 
send your angels, 
to guard well, we sailors, 
serving in your fleet, 
protect us from harm or defeat, 
give us guidance and wisdom, 
to pursue diplomacy, instead of war, 
peace, instead of hatred, 
life, over death, 
when I die, permit me appear first, 
at your gate, 
allow the devil, to think, I'm late, 
and, before he realizes his mistake, 
grant me entrance, and assign me to serve, 
life eternal, in your heavenly flee 


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Making A Meal Of It

Crudités, fresh, piled high and swaggering
From the market, bought this evening.
Thrusting carrots, earth still clinging,
Crisp cos, perky peppers, piquant roquette,
Rude red radishes, cucumber firm,
All in cool clear water washed,
Droplets sparkling on their surface.
Want to dip them in my hummus?

Temptresses teasing, to whet the appetite:
Oval curves unending, singing:
“Start with me”. Oeufs en cocotte,
Yellow yolked white winking coquettes,
Lovely lazy daisies, out of work, hors d’oeuvres,
Swoon to my eager spoon.

Taking a breath, your mouth’s alluring smile,
Eyes meet, hands connect,
Hot and cold shivers thrill.
An amuse-bouche:
Burning ginger flavours a cool sorbet.

How d’you like your steak, sir?
Rare, seared, visceral, red,
Caressed with oyster mushrooms wild,
Crushed peppercorns, randy brandy
Added accents to saucily seduce the palate,
Juliennes strewn prettily around the rim.

Velvet to the tongue,
Come, taste my peaches,
As moist flesh yields sweet warm juices
Merging flavours with wanton,
Whipped, drifting, dreamy, creamy domes.

Stimulation of the mocha and the mysore beans
Offering their perfume to enchant the air
As we sip, laugh, talk and glance,
Flirt, flirt and flirt.



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a come down world view from on high

some-tin-can-tan-man 
playing in the sand
with paper tigers
  a bear with many tentacles
red everywhere
	in the skies
  clouds streaming down
hispeed downsload online power lines
  pavement-red trees ripe for slicing
 and many motored mobiles moving
i see these incessant seas of disease
in roving throes of twos and threes
  drunken eyes of manned machines
madness is sporadic maelstroms
tornadic hail storms whispering
lightning peals
of eclectic ills
the meek willed and weak be killed
the party's all in pink
its all happening
   its happening now
this Eden scene reality
happy masses spending spree
breeds palmistry lost honesty
espirit de corps in manistry
    the trenchmouth of a diarrhetic mind
the media of waste and waists
 culture crowd
   cry crass and proud
 there is nothing reprobate
WE are all there is to hate
we've lost our sense in satin sets of
  scents and sins in suddenness

                     now is the beginning of then
	love is the beginning of fears
	time is the beginning of when
	hate is the start of smears

i am forever tears
  and woodwind promises
singing softly
sighing what seaweed sees
screaming as seaweed streams
	strings of steaming
  arty-choked minds
  and children dreaming
      brain washed carbon cycles
	power washed spirochetes
   imminent demise by sunrise
Media theatrics of medium minds
  like mediums find
  gallows galvanizing
Gallup Polls as Mesmer  rising

truth is news
but the news aint truth
and that aint news
but it is the truth

 rude uncouth pursueth youth
	to chase the shadows backward
progressive eye
 see no wrong
shame is yet a choice
    silence none
          let us sing
but only in one voice
our world's a stage
of  gilded age
 	a rounded cage of ageless rage
    	and HIStory is a sexist word
a reckless neckless Texas word
   afraid of path ahead of us
afraid of rain bloodstained with rust
      afraid of pain for there is gain
enflamed estranged defamed with trust
   be shamed be shamed be shamed
we must
i'll work me up 
till i explode
a goldenrod that never glowed
a farmer whom has never sowed
i'll toe a line hence never toed
in dirt the truth is never soiled
in earth its known and never spoiled
in trees with leaves it breathes unseen
the breezes that will never leave us
if Jesus pleases may it seize us
all consuming never leave us
please O God may it never leave us
and only then
can it free us


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ANTICIPATION

Feverish heat spreads across my body
Thoughts of seeing you again
Echoes of words electronically spoken
A cascade of pent-up emotions
Desire flowing like a tap open

O!  To be touch again by silken fingertips
The erotic graze of fingers across my lips
The head that holds your intelligence
Rested upon my watered breast
No sound except the ones in our world

Swift currents of desire flowing
Like the swelling of Rio Cobra River
The sweet incense of your masculinity
Pervading the diminished confines of the room
And I bask in its aromatic seduction

The blazing of two embers
Where ashes once had covered
Revealing the flare waiting to shine fair

Who can take your place my love?
No substitute can be found
Your charm and grace
Stretches way across the hills and vale
Touching me even as I wait
In feverish, anticipation


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Euphoria's Kiss

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Curves within curves


Lips upon lips


Glistening moist sensations...


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..."Euphoria's Kiss" *













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PHANTAS-MA-GOR-IA

                                      <~Nightfall~>
               awakes, striding seamlessly towards the
              trajectory of daybreak. Abed, passionately
                  attended by orectic thoughts; of whom
              early on was created from man’s thoracic cage.

                                      ~Envisages;~ 
      Without the least trace of compunction; exfoliating the 
    Saccharine damped canal with the tongue. Combined oils 
and aroma lingers on the lips. Though the stiffened, unbridled, 
      solid thick muscle would supersede the tongue as the
      warm tightened canal adjusts to its width inextricably.

                                        ~Pausing~
                           Waterfalls pouring profusely
                               Eyes trudge backwards 
                                  to that of yesterday
                                   Fingers ascendant
                                  to the nearest limb. 
                        Digits of the foot holding forth 
                             discourse with the sun.

                                       ~Orgasms~
                                     Simultaneously
                                      In due course.
                                 Garnished bed linens 
                                     Accompanied by
                                       Whitish fluid 
                                    

                        ~P-H-A-N-T-A-S-M-A-G-O-R-I-A~


                                       
                                     "1st Pace Winner"

Contest Name: Best Descriptive Poem
                                       

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Take me to Duck Heaven

In that glistening azure pond
I had a favorite
A duck
I called
Tawnablu

A quacker kind of 
Bird
Recognizable by the 
Aquamarine 
Feathers
Atop her bobbing head
She swam aloof from
The rest

And refused all bread
Crumbs
Thrown her way
Even the finest bits
Collected from week old 
French bread

Leftovers from the
Bakery 
Down the road
The one managed by a
Croatian
Kick boxer from the Bronx
The one that
Refused entry to
Shirtless
Skateboarding
Teens
But kindly gave me
All the crusty crumbs I 
Could bag
For my 
Duck feeding 
Addiction

And I am not embarrassed 
Not so macho
To say
I loved that duck
My Tawnablu
In ways I can never
Describe

But let me try
To put my affection
Into words

Just this once:

Tawnablu,  my pretty Canard
Quacking so hard
I want to ride your back
Down a stream 
Without end

Tawnablu, my epic Canard
Quacking so hard
Take me, wild beauty
All the way to 
Duck Heaven


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My personality

Trousers and tights shirts
Tights and baggy blouses
Buff boots and converse
Heelys without wheels I do
Is what I wear 
Is what I am 
Is what I be 
Under that dress and flats
Behind that hair style and makeup
Is what I pretend to be
Is what people want me to be
Is what they want from me
It’s a switch in personality 
From boy to girl 
Or that is what they say?
I act boyish?
I am being me 
But they just won’t accept me 
It’s not like I committed a crime against nature 
I was just being me
Acting to be myself
And that is my nature
But what people also say 
What I also noticed about myself 
I intend to succeed in having
Two personalities
Tough? Soft? 
Wild, sensitive?
Adventurous, poetic?
Athletic, lazy
Singer, screamer 
Dancer, deep?
Fighter, surrender?
Strong, weak…
Is that what they say?
Or is it just mixed up? 
I’m glad I do…


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Philokalia (Love of Beauty)

Unforgettable sweet horizon like the sleeping woman's hips...
Tortuous destiny whose yellow sadness tips
With centuries of sacred silence ;

After I pass the sacred glass beads through
Since the pink dawn and the sweet dew;
After I live "Philokalia", blessing the Lord's name
With one thousand sad prayers,
With faith that can move the mountains,
With complete devotion and obedience,
Silent like a statue of long endurance,
Could I remember her again?

From eternity, for ever had been
Above the waters without border,
The light of that very beginning in no world
And no time, but this cloud and the first Word
Who changed the trembling no time's order,
So that the paradise still mirrors in her eyes green…

Beard like our bishop, you'll wear: 
Lost you'll be for this world, my friend…
But your secret mad hope still moves like a lizard
In front of the rocks with human face.
With "Philokalia", your dreams will ascend...

Maybe, from heaven will drop a tear:
With bitter taste of grass and leaves of any honey September;
And the dawn with scent of woman will rest in no time's amber. 


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One Day

As I sip on aged Cognac
swirling in circular sadness,
contained within cup made
of broken stained glass memories,
I witness.

Witnessing Cloud 9’s silhouette
surround this glued enigma.

Lionel Ritchie was the rock for this moment’s bliss.

“Truly in love,
with
you.”

Emanating across cathedral uncertainty,
breaking its glass.

This was a celebration of priceless Silver.
A currency only earned by the Philanthropists of Love.

Creating justifiable fantasies
with attainable dreams.

It was amor, maintained.

While I sip on Cognac’s remnants,
mixed with retina’s loneliness,
dripping
downwards
with smile craving soul-pack solution,
I exhale.

In “Deep Sigh” Symphony: No. 9.

With my ventricle chambers
kissing subconscious on forehead,
in preparation for dream come true.

Because one day,
that will
be
me.

© Drake J. Eszes


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truffle heaven

I take 
Sunrise in my hand
and let waterfalls
slip through

Cupping sun in my palm,
letting it spread over 
dark and gorgeous
bliss

bittersweet
embracing the sun,
enveloped by 
melting buttered warmth

fire comes into play
melding everything together

a swirl of yellow goodness
and brown desire
mixed with passion

then the wait begins...

...and ends

as chocolate love
is touched by
gentle hands

warmth oozes 
through hands
as love melts
quickly

so let it roll
in powdered softness

to break the fall...

irresistible~~!
take one bite 
of pleasure

just pure bliss
in 
chocolate 
truffle heaven~







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--nikko :)

for nette's anything handmade contest



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The Boogeyman

Walking through portraitures discordant nightmare

Acutations better part, of singulars far too long?!

Enunciating endogenous skeletons; less proxy....

Amid the harrowing graveyard of their bones

Decaying biosphere chambers these tales

In secrets they have never told!?

Slumber gathering beyond the iron gates

Atop the sepulchers betwixt gray stones

Virtual tombs marking time which screams....

And all the blood is not my own?!

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The';'Boogey';'man ~


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The Court is My Witness

The court was a refuge for my thoughts and aspirations An explosion of apprehensive sensations Breathing in the moment which I couldn’t fathom My own doubts being my one and only phantom Told by the media that I didn’t belong Told that my skin and my height was all wrong One-hundred twenty invited from Northern California To achieve the same mission that was only a dream Is it really just a joke or a chance to redeem? Walking in the doors I see a congregation of talent Feeling the source of the youth There was only one truth Only one vision in midst of our righteous division The court sings a beautiful song The bouncing of rhythm and the shoes screeching along A home hoteling hints of hopeful hallucinations Creating competitive hate-love relations NBA doesn’t stand for National Basketball Association The name itself cries No Babies Allowed without determination Walking in I stand in shock Seeing nervous written on the countenance of the flock Strangled by the frozen clock I can barely talk Playing on the smells of the newly wiped floors All we wish is to not look like beasts playing on all-fours In Cupertino being tall was no trouble Walking in was the pop of my physical bubble Tasting the sweat that drips from my face The cramping of the base Oxygen something you learn to embrace Putting fifteen on the scoreboard in the second showcase Tells the room it doesn’t matter about the color of my face Being asian ain’t no disgrace Do what you love and show that you know your place The court is where my thoughts are formed My passion transformed Into a fundamental dance performed From the buzz of the start to the buzz of the finish I truly am in my own heaven So let me tell you of this place I call home It’s not just a sport But a place I can always resort To persevere until the day I fall short With the urgency like a jobless father trying to support


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The Autumn Affect

There's something unspecific about the autumn nights
A certain shade of color that uplifts my inner child's eyes
Beside a cashmere moon Venus and Jupiter shine bright
Complimented by a sea of blinking infinite twilight
The scent of burning oak lingers in the air from home made fires
Reminiscent of a time when this man was just a child
Careless and so free to dream and any dream to live
Like feathers floating across a field carried by the wind
As a gentle breeze blows through the leaves shivering delightful gloom
Unlike flowers of springtime the disheveled autumn vibrance bloom
Leaves crackle beneath my feet along the skeleton tree path
Where I try to find my peace or a song to make me laugh
The air is so much crisper and also soothing when I breathe it in
Underneath a starry sky and brighter constellations of Heaven
Amidst the trail I pass a lovely couple holding hands
While their children run aside frolicking in a playful dance
An old man and his wife admire the view from a wooden bench 
With smiles on their face as if nostalgia is still their closest friend
Its these specific autumn affects that bring me sorrows and joy
Reminding me of all theses things Ive wanted as a man since I was a little boy 
Its times like these that I wish I wasn't always so alone
Because I would light an fire with my family and call it home


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My Beautiful Bride's

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A curious drop of orgone dusk; making way to peek amid the curtains...
 
Hush the breath rising in slivers of delight; a manifold cat crowing

With blood dripping from the vine; candlelight shadows and the clock chimes

Black rubies twined atop pentagon lines; vanilla incantations of silk desires

Parting red lips to stoke this fire; deep the moans bewitching cradle

Resting now the dawn which waits; within her arms love set ablaze... 

Nightfalls curious drop of time; beyound the curtains in that sublime

Whereupon her bosom it does lie; casting spells while taking tithes

In this my heart she surely knows; outside the window a proxic cat crows 
Aneath blood and blue rubies dripping from the vine; such silk incantations...

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...“My Beautiful Bride's” *



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Pledge Of Allegiance, Revisited

I Pledge Allegiance
a solemn vow of obedience, from the earliest age of grievance,
when found deliverance, one people, united against tyranny and intolerance,
become the model of democracy and toleration

To The Flag
the symbol of once colonization come together in celebration,
a new unconquerable nation, a successful castration,
of oppression and dictation

Of The United States Of America
a conglomeration of peoples form one nation,
13 colonies a single relation, one voice, one oration,
tread on me, expect retaliation

And To The Republic
a democracy, its creation, the Constitution, its foundation,
agreeable to all  in origination, fiercely guarded against demolition,
militarization, and impregnation, over all these years, still on station
 
For Which It Stands
the protector of all oppressed lands, the world over she lends a hand,
her signature, her blood, in foreign sand

One Nation
from sea to sea, whether rich or poor, some vocal, others, chose to ignore,
those who guard the shore, those who knock on heavens door,
one nation, esprit de corps

Under God
in a time when belief was strong, today, should not be wrong,
having been with us so very long, a few may sing a different song,
most will believe, as they have, all along

Indivisible
one, as a whole number, cannot be divided by any other,
many have tried under guise of brother, only to be denied by the mother

With Liberty And Justice For All
the means to end all oppression, infinitely wrong with transgression,
succession, regression, and repression along

Our Pledge of Allegiance
a pledge of a nation, a history profound, one indivisible number,
all it takes, to be no longer allowed





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Ridiculous Me

Watch this scene with both eyes and try not to blink C: --> 

I stood there... silently
Like a predator near prey 
I sneak behind YOU

You weren't even aware of it!! Ha-ha! 

I made YOU jump hIgH
Like a startled hare
I chuckle and smile

You know that mischievous smile of mine? 

Your reaction was
PRICELESS - you were so upset
But YOU forgave me

Well...I'm flattered. . . 

We laugh'd together (just like the good times)
In a chorus - our volume
Picked up extreme sound

Believe me - I could hear our laughter from a mile away!

But I'm glad I did
My best to make you giggle

Ridiculous me... 
Wouldn't you agree?


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If Old Men Fought

An old man looking out his door,
gaze fixed on a distant shore,
reminiscing to a time, not of happiness,
or, the prospect of a bright future,
to when he was sick to his very core,
to when as a youth, he went to war

A time before infallibility had meaning,
patriotism and bravado the craze,
the future was still unknown,
vigor for life at its all time high,
a time for romance, partying, buying,
no thought of pain, deformity, dying

Too young to understand or question,
ship to foreign shore, medals abound,
will impress the girls next time in town,
sacrifice not temporary,
forever more,
a legacy etched into a wall, few will remember,
flesh shredded, burned, torn,
families mourn

A time, when he willingly went to war,
will happen no more,
all lost in youth, now unrelenting,
no blind obedience,
minimal risk,
long life, his number one ambition

As he turns back from the door,
he thinks of the youth,
here now, soon no more,
lessons never learned,
the call to war,
to common the roar,
complacency the mood,
another generation removed

The old man agonizes
over what was originally not known,
war is preventable,
life too precious to waste,
the solution simple,
his vision, maybe too late

Send old men to the front to fight,
arthritis, heart disease, poor eyesight,
let the youth enjoy their life,
his near over, its only right

Send old men, to the front, to fight
ask them to give up their life,
patriotism and bravado, still alive,
will and desire would not last the night,
old men do not rush to death in their twilight,
failure inevitable, the old man smiles,
knows he's right

Wars not possible,
if old men, are sent to fight


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In Love

In Love
                       

a tender kiss
lips pledging
perpetuity 
intensely sealed

a soft caress
tingling sensations
screaming inside and out
lingers on lasting

a fire burns
unrestrained exhilaration
emotions impatient
ceaseless illimitable


© Chuck Keys. 2010.  All Rights Reserved


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Forbidden Fuit

Nothing is as tempting 
As the flesh of forbidden fruit
One bite, so succulent, so sweet tasting, 
Was enough for her to know 
That this was all she ever needed

Past fruit that she had feasted on 
Could never, now satiate her 
Or fill her so wholesomely as this
And having tasted it once
She knew she had to have her fill

As her lips felt the soft sensual flesh,
She gave of herself completely
And the doors of desire, that for so long
Had been closed within her core, re-opened 
Allowing love to enter in once more.


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Rose Wine

Your strong hand 
beneath my head
my Love in your Blood
turned from friendship
did spread
into More
the first time you
took my Hand
and traveled every
line, of my Flesh land
the way you reflect your soul
Into my Eyes, 
makes me forget my small stature
shape, size
in this world
I wish to carry your 
future child
be it boy or girl
be them strong of spirit
Smarts of street and class
leaders of Eminence
Sweet mixed with Sass
I see this future
as I fall head first, spilling
into your secure embrace
like a single bottle of Rose Wine
Down to the last Taste




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My Beloved

Hey Mr. Editor,
It's not very often we hear true stories of enduring Love that grows with time. I can 
hear the cynic groan as I write this, but it's a good human interest story and I 
thought a good one for the coming of spring, a time of new birth and new beginings. 
There is a couple who met while in school, years ago.  After graduation they both 
were seperated by thousands of miles; both got married to different people 
sometime later and raised their young families.  All this time their love remained 
silent, waiting, yet strong.  Today, their children are adults and about to venture on 
their own lives. Reconnected once more, perhaps by fate, they have planned to wed 
very soon.  I was asked by the Bride-to-be, a dear friend, to write a poem on her 
behalf which she would read to her Groom at their Wedding Ceremony. I was truly 
honored and graciously obliged. It's titled,"My Beloved.  Thank you for your 
consideration of my request.

My Beloved, Today, I can not say that dreams do not sprout wings! Nor will I ever accuse time of being an adversary Not when I know that within its grasp lies our past, present and future Today, my heart is full and overflowing with abundant joy! Gazing into your beautiful soul, I glimpse love’s sparkling reflection Streaming like a river, endless, into vast ocean tides And I stand in awe of God’s everlasting love and providence The sweetest portion of which we have come to taste! For so long I have waited! How I have yearned for this moment When I would pledge life and love to you; become one flesh, one heart! One heart that will bleed no more as nothing can stand between us I will lose myself in you and you in me forever! No longer will dreams haunt our lonely nights And I will not have to walk this side of Heaven without you When I consider the paths which we have traveled I marvel and smile, as now it is clear - they were leading us to, this day! In the silence of a thousand nights my prayers to heaven took flight And though seasons of yesterdays came only to fade away Time, it seemed, had shelved my fervent plea ‘Til sweet destiny obliged, leading me to the one who holds my heart My Beloved, my husband, my best friend, and companion, Our love has arrived; our single journey begins today!
03/05/11 Written for John Heck's "Hey, Mr. Editor" Contest *Very True Story!


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Her Beauty, In My Dreams

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The warmth of her breast weighing joyfully amid my palms...

Arms about my waist; smiling as gazing into her eyes to find this

Beauty that we share; butterflies dancing in my heart while chasing

A breath; nothing has changed yet all is the same and everyday, is new ~

Time stills its frame while untying her negligee; a mirrors image

Twined in this love as satin falls unto the floor; about these fragrant kisses

Capturing hearts aneath reflections cast betwixt, chains of silverish hues...

Rose petals strewn atop the scented pillows; insatiable to quench 

This candlelights thirst; a poetics witness unto, desirables rivers of pleasure ~

Murmuring lightly loves silkened voice into the wanting sea; her warmth

Weighing joyfully amid my palms; and her breast, thus now glistening...

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...“Her Beauty, In My Dreams” * 


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My Lady's House

I leave the
fiction outside,
it belongs
with the cold.

Our friction 
makes a satisfaction
that condenses on
glass

and the windows
weep for us.

I breathe in
the sweet smell
of wine-tinted
moans

and heave heavy
a sigh.


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Victoria's Secrets

Summer times gentle breeze; the sounding of the stores 
French doors tubular bells; stilling my breath, her sight..
Flowing dark hair painted, almond eyes raspberry lips
Pearls in cream, her pure white skin; mesmerizing as 
She passed by, upon her way unto the lingerie; satin
Velvet rose boutique; perfect her beautiful physique
Lovely, her ample breast; noticing she was searching
Through the brassieres, I made my way over as to ask 
If she needed help finding something ? My heart racing
While suddenly she said, how pretty I was, and if I could 
Choose for her what she should buy or, what looked best..
Slipping from her dress,  my senses overcome as I locked 
The changing rooms door; knowing then when she smiled
That she as myself we both,  wanted much more;   gliding
Her fingers through my hair, her breath upon my lips her
Taste within my mouth;  sweet the ecstasy,  as removing
My clothes slowly to the carpet we lay spreading my silk
Thighs her warm soft hands, while I sought the sky; sigh
Vanilla scent, perfumed cries butterfly kisses, pink delight..
Moist the petals arching her hips, sliding my tongue, deeply
Into her beauty's love;  clutching, squeezing, swirling; flowing.



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His Fire and Her Ice

Orange and yellow
Red and deep purple
In the existence of
Pure unlimited passion,
Unpredictable mystery,
And a shocking reality.

His fire is unstoppable
Even if he tried to stop
His flames spread
All through his strong heart.
He deeply knows
And clearly feels
That his soul is made of
Sun light rays.

Blue and light green
Brown and black
Surrounding expectations of
Unlimited romance
Interrupted by the fear
Of a wide eyed future
And a bittersweet truth.

Her Ice is unbreakable
Even if she tried her best 
To make it melt
The coldness spread
All through her fragile heart
But she never knew 
Or felt that 
Her soul is made of
Silver moonlight 








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The Dickens

The Dickens
                     Authored by Chuck Keys

Hot thickly sliced juicy turkey
sandwiched a mid fresh bread
tastier than beef jerky
     (can't wait to be fed)
Smooth mashed potato’s heaped high,
Smothered in thick bubbly brown gravy,
Patiently panting and ready to sigh
That's me all the time ready as the navy
     deliciously tasty
     most importantly, loved by all.
I am the Dickens.         

I like my food heated,
     except ice cubes and ice cream,
Fresh tasty and sweet treated
Bake, broil, fry or steam
Healthy, whole wheat and oats, all part of my dream

Eggs over easy with hash browns and toast,
Chicken noodle soup with burgers and fries, 
Hot dogs, tacos, and rump roast, 
Steaks, ribs, lamb chops and pizza pies 
Peanut butter, pretzels, chips and dips, 
Cookies, cake, fruit and sweet tarts,
Carrots, celery, peppers and cheese nips,
All deserved for this canines sweet hearts.  

The joy I bring exceeds my cost
Willingly fulfill my every whim
The toys I need barely a cost
Everything needed to keep me trim

Loved ever, and more by all
The demands I make 
I deserve with galore. 
So well behaved, special like cake. 

Prim and proper I am not,
Nor humble nor noble nor brave, 
Exceedingly handsome while devilishly hot
Loving warmth deserving of rave.  

I am the Dickens as appropriately named,
Honored adored and loved by all,
Into everything as essentially framed;
Never safe from me;
     pockets and purses, 
     drawers and shelves, 
     boxes, bags 
            (paper and plastic),
     brief cases and cupboards
     everything you can think of 
     and probably more;
     whenever and wherever I please
     as often as I find a need. 
Cute and cuddly with a gluttons' ease
Demands I look everywhere for my feed.  

Truth be dammed I am as I am.
Everybody wants me 
Just as I am
Needy as the ham that I am. 

Our edibles I guard 
And deliciously protect
Love with regard
Always with respect

Dad is my bone boy and toy
Tougher rougher but easier than most
      (all bark and no bite)
Willing to be my joy
Easy to get his morning toast
     makes him a very good host. 

Mom is my pet
So special warm and soft
Won't let me fret 
Loving me so oft. 
Hugged gently safe and secure
Patted petted and held so dear    
Inside her arms 
     on her lap is the cure 
Never ever having to fear. 

I am the Dickens
     King of my Castle 
     Master of my Domain




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A SLEEPING MUSE


much too far i have gone tracing the half-sunk calligraphy of my own hands on scrolls bending and spilling words to shape a raw, poetic voice... yet the gaps between dawn and twilight are narrow, more narrow than all the twigs i held beneath my coughing thoughts. many fearless nights, i prowled on brown pages of rooms dimmed then lit by this lone wayfarer searching a bloom of passion to feed the words with some fire, clay and sweat... no, i have not seized to cut the pen; thoughts needed a pause, you know, like a retreat for freshly-brewed time... perhaps the tired soul tarried on to pay for dues upon a bleeding ink's return; and now that i want to let you taste my verses, chew them and swallow fluid visions like bread or wine, i feel they are are mute: i like phrasings that haunt the senses... but as my muse sleeps, i fake my own writhing from the bile... i have everything to lose, except the waiting of images slapping my face. Kelly Deschler's Poems About Poetry * new poem*


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The City That I Love

I decided to drive through the city today 
Instead of the freeway.  And,

I still remember when we first met.  
It was like receiving my little red bike under the tree
so long ago. The excitement of something so new, 
so shiny.  I was just so impatient to take you out 
and tour your beautiful boulevards, striving to
explore every block of you—one by one.
You were a skyscraper that reached so high 
that you ripped the very fabric of my sky 
and spilled fortunate stars like 
glitter on my existence. 
The rain never came. And, I felt it never could. 
I would just hold you like a crane—breathless. 
All those delirious nights that lasted ‘til dawn.  
And the laughter, think back how we laughed, 
out loud, that it would echo through the alleys 
and above to places the pavement couldn’t reach.  
My mouth got wet with just a whisper 
of your name on my breath. And I gorged, 
oh how I gorged at the restaurants of
your soul until there was no room left and 
I was ripe and plump for the picking.  
All the boroughs of you,  
I thought, would never stop growing.

Now, the constant sun (that used to be there) 
can barely break the fog from your buildings and
beyond. When did your sky turn into a sponge of 
liquid silt that I squeezed and squished
over my head—constantly?  It feels like I never
have an umbrella anymore. The roads got 
rougher and the cracks grew into fissures 
in need of desperate repair. Some, 
beyond repair.  Where did it all go?
Time can be so careless and relentless.  
You have been torn down and rebuilt 
in my mind, many, many times
to unrecognizable sizes. 
It all just got confusing and crowded, right? 
We saw all the signs and signals
steering us in the wrong direction.
But, we journeyed on,
slowly—never surely.  
The whole thing, everything, now,
just looks like the homeless from the 
thoughtlessness and neglect of it all.  
It was just red light after red light.

I saw our favorite restaurant, 
still standing on our favorite corner.  
And at that moment, I remembered, how much

I still love you.


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SwitchBlade

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To everything turn, turn, turn ~
 
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Standing upon this ledges edge; uncovered 

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As peering amid the city lights below?!

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Gathering in biopsies water colours...                                

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Moments splashed upon the vestige of neons

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Dissecting organisms hues called life; time

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Seeking purlieu sorties reasons incised!?

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Lifted from the palette of brushed; this rhyme...

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... * "SwitchBlade" ~














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More Snippets

I. Bleeding -- a world without comfort -- lost without love -- no destination... silently walk without touching wounds... where is love? II. Frail fingers grope... sodden afternoons... winter fog... through gray eternity -- cold eyes, delicious mouth. Found love will laugh, desire returning. III. Making love, we deceived ourselves. Complicitors, we lied. Compliant pawns, we defied danger, practiced brilliant fabrication -- but truth was stranger. IV. Others know desire: ever changing years -- and lifetimes -- reaching towards the moon. Love, be my way.


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Victorias Secrets

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Folding this page within a book; to mark its moment as placing it upon times shelf ~

Fairytales in fiction and reality atop dreams; bells tolling amid a world which seemed

Sheer lace images to possess oneself; candied obsessions, about a carrousel...

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...“Victorias Secrets” *


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The Beauty of A Lady

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Mesmerized amid enchanted...

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As gazing upon the graceful beauty of her

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Bare naked body's, silkened perfection ~

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Softly caressing her firm full breast as she smiles

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Slowly lowering to let me taste once more fragrance

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Rose petaled sweetness of her moistened lips...

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Entwined; joyfully burning inside as gently tracing ~ 

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This dreamful warmth of her pressing thighs 

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Quivering, as loves nectars begin their journeys

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Pleasing flavours upon my thirsting tongue...

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“The Beauty of A Lady” ~






* “A Dedication Unto The Beautiful * Beautiful Linda Marie.” *


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Last Kiss

Open your eyes to the ever turning skies 
I want to here with me through the night 
My heart yearns into your soul 
Burning as if newly lit coal 
I bravely submerg the embers 
That the time I have can be spent with you 
And I remember each kiss every moment 
I was caught in your love that for just this day I remember 
So what happened was a chance for your love 
A time that I kept in a locket tied with a kiss 
 I wanted you to feel, to love, to slumber 
And to awake in my arms with that times kept bliss 
I lay silient in an umber


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Along the Ocean Shore

strolling all alone at the ocean shore embracing the cold breeze of a new sunrise I feel the freshness of the soft and gentle wind touching tenderly my whole being as you again fill my mind I hear the yodel of the small waves every melody conveys message leaving behind the memories I’ll forever cherish once in a while, waves walk towards me I can feel the tenderness of their kisses they wrap around with soft sand on my feet great relief and happiness I feel the scent of the peaceful ocean wafted on air I smell its therapeutic power for all my pains as I start to see a new sunshine I’m sure tomorrow I’ll be fine only scars are left behind to remind me to keep stronger as I’ll move on in my life
Nov. 25, 2012 First Place Contest: Any Poem Goes Judged:3/6/13 Poet Sponsor: My Greatest Poet PD Fourth Place Contest: Synesthesia Judged: 5/26/13 Sponsor: Nette Onclaud


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Whispers upon a morning breeze

Whispers upon a morning breeze
gently caresses the awakening flowers
and leaves on the flourishing trees
just like a lovers warm soft tender touch
after a night of passion
and making love
now just smouldering embers
between two kindred hearts
who discovered the true meaning
of giving sharing and caring
and beauty
in the sanctity 
of sacred eternal love.

Peter Dome.copyright.2012.


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Confusion

Reading the word " female"
Confuses me happily
Like a drug of medicine;
However, could " male "
Confuse her simply
Just like a vision!?


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Distended lips

In her arms, I collapse

From sweat
and pangs
of the early heat

Her distended lips, refresh me

And of the once I thought sylph
which
to my rescue
would never come;
she came












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Love and Fragrance

The fragrance of a flower
Like the fragrance of a woman
Is a declaration of fertility
The poetry of seduction

When you hold a flower
When you touch your lover
Traces of the fragrance stay with you
They're ingrained in your skin

Much like the single red rose
Standing alone, erect
Aflame with desire
My passion is only for you

And like a delicate flower
Our love is fueled by a fragrance
A fragrance that is uniquely yours
A scent that demands my attention

But in the end
Without love
Without passion
There would be no fragrance

~Rick Berry


 


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You take me higher

I love a boy with soft eyes and a lost soul
The one that makes me feel
Like I'm never alone. 
At home when I'm in your arms
After the storm you're my calm. 
You put me back in the clouds
That's where I am with you around..
It's the place where I rest my head on your chest
Falling asleep to your voice is the sweetest gift. 
Like waking up to a new day 
Your startled heart, beating in my ear 
As your alarm makes us both jump.. 
We smile and I cuddle back up to you
Five more minutes is worth more than it's time value.. 
You look like how the sweetest cologne smells
Filling me up til my lungs expel, a smile onto my face.. 
With you is my favorite place. 
We can build a castle in the sky, wasting time..
Swimming in eachothers eyes. 
I will be your cup of tea, you'll be my variety.. 
We can have everything. 
And when the sands of time bring death about
We will die but I have no doubts
That in the end we will still fly 
And live in our castle up in the sky..  ~


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Dream Reflections

Dream Reflections

So drained,
I feel like a trained monkey
Who is paid to dance

I can't wait for 
The chance to sleep 
If it doesn't 
Happen soon
Grim reaper might come
Knocking at my door
When I fall asleep
 Driving home

I shall visit the moors of 
Ancient fairies and 
Hills of enchantment,
Once my curly head lands 
On my feather pillow

I might dream of lazy days
Laying under a weeping willow tree
After taking a long dip in a cool 
Stream on a hot summer day

Who knows where my 
Subconscious might take me,
Good thing my 
Admission will be free,
Because I don't have a 
Penny on me currently

Time is ticking so swiftly
 These trying days,
I must say goodbye,
Before I drift off to 
Dreamland too suddenly

Goodnight


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Thinking Of You

I remember happiness,
No more,
No less,
Only true love.

I imagined,
You beside me...

I remember your eyes,
I remember your lips,
I feel your love,
I know your life...


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over and over agin

sometimes i talk to myself, 
my mind is racing,
i dont know what to do...
so hard to explain.
depression isn't a stage
or a faze some kids go through
it shatters you...
i saw it all. 
she cried silent in her bed,
blood stains covered her favorite jeans,
her every shirt,
long sleeve ofcourse...
she suffered through it all with few people to call friend
and more to call enemy
even more to say where quite dissappointed....
FAT
her first name in school,
not started by a bully
or a mean rival,
but by her sister, 
and it echoed through her soul,
repeating in her mind... over and over again,
like the ripples of still water
when a pebble is dropped
flash frozen in time
repeating,
over and over again...
It was the first name they gave her,
millions where created over the years,
some unique
some repeating again, just as the first had..
gothic they called her,
emo, fat, ugly....worse things.
but in her mind, things where worse.
everything was repeating,
over and over again,
finally she believed it. 
she asked for help, from everyone
tried to explain to parents she wasnt well,
got called a psycho for asking to see a theripist,
not from a teacher,
not from a class mate,
but from her own father, who wouldn't, couldn't,
believe there could possibly be a thing wrong....
finally, crying, she confessed her bloody secret to a teacher.
rather then giving her time,
she is sent back to class crying her eyes out, as if she wherent going through enough...
she is sent to the principals office a few minutes later, after breaking down in class...
the princlipal says she needs help,
sends her and her dad for a risk evaluation,
her dads crying as she shows him her cuts...
they walk into a hospital room, 
it smells of chemicals and hand sanitizer,
the lady at the desk gives her a smile.
then she goes into a room with a lady,
her cheeks are sunken in and shes wearing way too much makeup,
the girl is gaging on her perfume,
and she looks really intimidating....
her dark brown hair looks dead and flat
even though its a bit wavy, 
and she wears somewhat of a mocking frown.
asks her all these questions,
is mommy beating her?
no
is daddy raping her?
no
is she doing drugs?
not alot
is anyone beating her?
pass...
did anyone molest her? 
pass....
oxcarbezapine, trazadone, citalipran, clinazapam, colonipan,
valium, lithium, more.......
and thats what they gave her,
more... 
some numbed the pain
some brought it out
tearing through her organs,
she became an addict by the time she was fourteen....
over dose after over dose
some for pleasure
some for pain,
gashes on her legs getting deeper,
this time she didnt tell a soul,
not even those she had come to call friends....
wakeup she screamed in her head over and over again
as she dropped weight like it was nothing....
you cant controll it she argued as things became worse. 
at age fourteen she attempted suicide,
she didnt quite succeed.
the medication took away her aappitite....
she liked it
she hated her body
hated herself
felt out of controll
found a new way to cope
as she shoved tooth brush after toothbrush down her throat
to keep her body from nuitrients...
as she whent weeks and weeks spitting food into napkins and making excuses 
I ate at my friends house....
spoken as a whisper
heard like a sentance
echoing in her mind over and over again,
along with that word, all the words,
FAT!!!!!!
ugy, anoying, stupid, fake, worthless, nothing...
one bite she would say
rocking back and forth
craving nothing but food
her body racked with hunger pain
one bite and there she was again
FAT!
over and over and over again
back to a toothbrush
this time she sees blood
she saw her ribs
she saw her bones,
it wasnt good enough,
she almost died, again....
choking on this deep dissappointment in herself,
gaging on everything they where pushing down her throat, 
their words, and their insults, their criticism.... their drugs
all shoved down her throat like candy
and just as she was was trained to do she swallowed despite the bad taste
or the hurt
or the fact that at the rate she was going she would be dead soon...
and you know why? 
because daddy yelled 
and couldnt accept what was happening
not because he wanted to hurt her
but because it hurt him,
and she let him believe,
because she could take the hurt if it meant he didnt have too.
because mommy didnt want to sit in her room all day
smoking weed
doing nothing,
practically having us raise ourselves,
she didnt mean to take anger, or frustration or hurt out on her daughter
she suffered everyday in her solitary confinement,
and from a young age she accepted her bedroom was the cage
 her mother had created for herself.
because sister didnt want to effect her the way she did
she was just frustrated
fed up with the way things where
scared, she needed someone to take her cruelty
and to help heal her pain...
because people in school
who where so cruel
had to have learned from somewhere
and she wasnt going to play into their games,
and they knew she was an easy target
because she would never attack someone so weak
and she accepted her suffering was a sacrafice
to help all these people....
to help her dad,
her mom,
her sister,
every person who was beaten abused or hurt
 and felt so weak at home they wanted to feel strong in the one safe place they had.
because depite the fact she had died inside,
and almost passed away on the out,
it was a saccrafice she was willing to make
so that no one else would have to feel that kind of pain,
and they all inflicted it and broke her down'untill there was nothing left but a shell
of somthing that could have been
and never had the chance
and why? 
because she would take it and wouldnt strike back,
because sometimes "just taking it"
isnt so much about the weakness not to do anything
but about the strangth not to hurt others the way they hurt you...


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The Tree of Sexual Knowledge




You were like a serpent

Wise, crafty

Whispering in my ear

The most extrodinary lies...

You were like the APPLE

Sweet and FORBIDDEN...

Once I BIT of your essence

My EYES were OPENED...

A myriad of colors

Assailed my senses

And pleasure

Like I've never known before

Left me quivering after you...

The simultaneous orgasm

Sounded like a fairy tale

Until...your cunning and craftiness

Showed me the way...

And now I know

The difference between GOOD s_x and BAD s_x...

I enjoyed your every touch

How you made my body feel alive!

But, now I have been

CAST AWAY from my GARDEN of pleasure

Cast away from YOUR LOVE and touch

Now, I must TOIL

In my own SWEAT and in the sun

Looking for a SERPENT

With the magic touch you held

Oh, to be BLIND once more!

Now, every man

Doesn't measure up

To your EVIL

Ecstasy of pleasure and SIZE

Now I am in the hot

Desert of the world

WEEPING and GNASHING

My teeth

trying to find

The GRAINS of GOOD s_x

Among the WEEDS

Of lousy lovers


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Are You the Door

The union of love is complete . . . The moment of passion is gone . . . She lies in my arms And tenderly, Her fingers move across my skin. It is then That a greater love Mysteriously Is revealed. Her soul And Mine Mingle and move together Like the mists in the trees by the river. . . . Silently . . . The fusion of spirits takes place In a world without words . . . The holding The gentle whispers The brushing of tender lips, Blending our souls into one. Sweet passion, Are you the door?


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It Starts

She could not understand what I was saying.
I was just telling her about my summer vacation.
Our annual family motor tour.

Mountains with snow that stops where the clouds begin
Pines that climb the mountain 
until the air is so thin they can no longer grow.

Snow melting from the peaks
becoming ribbons of liquid ice, 
tumbling faster and faster
polishing rocks into pebbles
until the stream becomes a river 
flowing with deep silent power to the sea.

Deer in the forest and horses on the trails.
Eagles dancing on the thin fresh air.
Rocks as big as a house.

Puzzlement covered her face,
Disbelief in the slant of her eyes.

I was just as puzzled. 
Had she never been there? 
Could she have never seen a mountain? 
Had she never been out of town? 
Was that possible?

I went home - still pondering
Realizing how fortunate am I.

I changed my words into a picture 
so she could understand.
Her eyes grew so big.

She was amazed at what she saw.
I was amazed at her reaction.

I brought her a new world
Could I do it again?
I drew another picture, and another, and another ...

I have never stopped being amazed.


Note: This is a true story. We were ten.


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Euphoric Chocolate Explosion

Relax
close your eyes
and lay back
Open your pleading 
salivating lips
While I drip
melted chocolate
from a warm spoon 
from my teasing finger tips.

Smell the aroma
your senses ignite
for the guilty pleasure
your will can no longer
fight.

Savour the smooth creamy texture
swirl and roll over your delighted  tongue
Soothing your cares away
lost in the moment
your taste buds lavishly excited
in the endorphins throng.

Pleasure divine
on which to dine.



Peter Dome.copyright.2013. Dec.


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THE PEN!

"Are you Quill?," She asked abeam.
"Yes, of course! - mostly - when the Muselle` 
visits oft'n'r upon, as my wont!
"Well, here!, this will surely help at the Magic...

And IT, Voila!, was in hand, a thrust-unmistakable!
Blunt, bulbous & sleek, a slick Recife, 
this Turquoise and Silver stick.

Is IT "Blue?" Is IT "Black?" 
Pray, "Blue-Black!?"  Wow! - 
A Sole instrument for Playing in the Indigene,
Soul Colors of the Earth! - I nearly crack to Self.

Swirled-embedded, b'neath the haute Baekelight-Crystal
like a LavaLamp-Entemp.  IT's messages of ambidexsrait-
Threads, Mola thru splayed fingers.  O' Charitable Mage 
You have brought to Life!...   I     Write    Handcrafted!  
                                                        
                                                        H.e.m.
                                                        5.1.MMvii.
                                                        Solus



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The Most Beautiful Scent

The most beautiful scent I can imagine is you
L'odeur la plus belle que je peux imaginer vous est.

I breathe the scent of your body 
Inhale, the scent excites my senses
Exhale, in anticipation of my next breath

I breathe the scent of your body
Your scent is born of passion
Its purpose is to ignite

The bouquet is unmistakably yours
I recognize this scent anywhere
Blindfolded in a crowded room

It is a scent that only I detect
It is a scent that drives me
It is you. It is beautiful

And long after you have left 
I breathe your lingering scent on my body
I breathe your lingering scent on my pillow
I breathe your lingering scent on my lips

~Rick Berry


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The Rush

She retraces the past to uncover the mystery of the many failed relationships.
The first date seems to generate some fireworks.
This entices her to tempt fate and go out again.
Sometimes there is more of a connection and other times she strikes out.
The third date things get more intimate as more secrets are uncovered.
The next thing she knows he is all over or he might wait one more date to get 
aggressive.
Yet in that moment the situation has become too intense for her to handle.
She slaps his arm and flees from the vicinity.
Yet she always wonders what could have been.
She thinks back to why she struggles with a guy wanting physical contact with 
her.
She admits to herself she suffers from a low self worth.
In middle school she remembers being called ugly while the guys shoved her 
around.
While she has untapped this clairvoyant moment, the rush of it all still 
traumatizes her.


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Three Inch Cliches

The Soul is the Beautiful Light of Love
Shining like the sun through the 
NO
As the reader, I’m going to have to cut you off there.
Here’s a metaphor for you…
Reading is ****ing.
And your words hit our auditory canals
Like a hotdog down a hallway.
As an experienced reader, I’m after 
The virgin vernacular 
The aphrodisiac aphorism
You know- the big… black words
You feel me?
Because a line is a flashlight, exposing the world’s nudity-
And we’ll never get anywhere shining it in the same spot.
So kiss me with classy couplets
Smack my assonance!
Bring me to the climax-
And we’ll share a smoke together,
Warm beside the fire of your Three Inch Clichés.


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Midnight Fantasies

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Silver soft bells, and white lace ~

Silk perfume; burning in these flames...

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...“Midnight Fantasies” *


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When I'm Alone

When I’m alone
          And thoughts of you
Steal softly ‘cross 
          The paths my mind has taken,
I close my eyes,
          And, silently,
I drink the fragrance
          Of your presence.

When I’m alone,
          The songs I sing         
                         Belong to you;
The flowers I pick
          Make your bouquet;
The castle I build
          Is for your dwelling;
The jewels I find
          Are for your adorning.

Should you never come to me,
When I’m alone
          The songs I sing
                    Will all be sad songs;
And, wilted flowers
           Will line the path 
                    To an empty house;
The jewels I find
          Will lie like stones
                    That children throw.

So, come,
Hold my hand
          And walk with me.
Blend your thoughts with mine.

Let our souls become as one
          In the empty hours . . . 
                    When I’m alone.


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Role-Model

When I was called little brother, 
I smiled.
It meant I have an elder sibling.
One from whom I could learn,
To discern,
Between Light and Dark.

What about the Grey?

Only a few would about the grey; 
Enquire.
Even fewer, 
Perhaps none
Would even begin to aspire,

Is grey the divider?

What is a divider?
A partition,
A separation, 
A barrier.

In essence a carrier,
Of both dark and Light;
Having both thane sight!

The grey is never contrite,
It does and will do on sight!!!

Come with your purported might!
Closer…
Closer…
Unseen seen chaos,
These are my instruments,
Your might;;; 
Will be eaten as sacrements.

For continual human growth within, 
Mistakes rectified by the elder or role model;
Taught the current crop must be,
Lessons are as seeds;;; 
Planted into our mother, 
Blending with Earth, Water and Sun,
The seed transmutes and soon the seed has had its fun,
A plant is now the end product.

We humans are also ever transforming,
Perhaps not as apparent as natural beauty forming,

But what is natural beauty?

What is beauty?


Random randominity is beauty natural,
Random beauty is natural randominity,
Natural randominity is random beauty,
Beautiful randominity randoms naturally,


In essence;
Culturally cultural.

Not an over-spill,
Providence shines.
Understanding and comprehension,
In succession,
For thee. 

The trick however is to pass on that understanding and comprehension.
But how do you do that?
When most of the generation is tuned to the Playstation!
Violent games evocating the continuation
Of our disgusting violent nation.

Perhaps attempt to not scold or tell;
Allow thane actions to speak wonders,
As an undiscovered well.

Keep the resonance of thane bell,
Consistant.
Perhaps another revolutionary,
Your prodige has to be selectant,
Of his student, his confectionary.

Without this passing down of knowledge,
We all might as well eat the most poisonous berry.


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Bravery

It's not a lesson to be taught
Or a skill to be acquired
It's the nudge to move forward
Open when the time is right
It's the spirit inside
God leading on the way
On the journey to discover
He is all you need
It's the courage to let go
Say yes instead of no
Reveal what you've been holding back
As Jesus takes the wheel
It's the realization that it doesn't matter
What others think of you
God leads you where you're meant to be
Just allow you to be you
It's the standing up to fear
Proclaiming "fear's not gonna win!"
The battle has been fought too long
Time to let the stalemate end
It's the inspiration you've been holding
For others and for yourself
The light we've been dimming
Rather than shining on His behalf
It's the spontaneity in the decision
To follow His call all the way
Discovering peace in being you
Wide open as the perfect creation you are
The world out there is brutal
But there's a Holy Man holding out His Hand
His bravery now is all we have
But His bravery of love is all we need
May God bless you!


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My Love

   
                                   In the spring, I bring roses to my love.
                                         In the fall, I bring her warmth.
                              Her eyes are as beautiful as the morning skies.
                                      Her lips are as soft as her rose petals.
                        And her voice is like the wind, blowing through my soul.


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HAVE YOU EVER DANCED WITH YOURSELF

Have you ever danced with yourself?
I have.  I did it tonight.
Somehow, it just felt right,
Although it was dark and it was late.

I checked the weather forecast of my heart
And the climate of my soul marks: “Happiness”,
An unbelievable sense of joyfulness
That will stay within me, even if we are apart.

Because we were made for each other,
“apart” simply means “I’ll be right back”.
It’d be silly to turn our backs
On this great combination of lovers.

Lovers in love, now and forever.
Sharing dreams and goals that we know will come true,
Since anything is possible if I am with you,
Sharing a life in which fate brought us together.

Have you ever smiled at yourself?
I have.  I did it tonight.
And it feels perfectly right
To be yours and to enjoy being under your spell.

 
(What I’m really saying is: I’m in love…
 What I’m really saying is: I love you.)

© Karina Galvez
www.karinagalvez.com


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Glisten in the Moonlight

Your glorious emerald eyes 
Glisten in the moonlight 
Glisten in the moonlight 
Delight dances in the water
I watch it joyfully
You are set free from the cage...
You're like a dove soaring in the sky
You are the rain...
drizzling down in ecstasy 
A hint of ecstasy is shown in your reflection...
When you caress me... I'm relieved... 
From the stress that forced me in chains
I knew we'd be on the brighter side of tomorrow 
We're glistening in the moonlight 
I knew we'd become candles in the heavens above us
We're glistening in the moonlight
For a moment, I felt your presence...your radiant with sympathy 
I saw at first glance the dark side of you
Tonight, we'll be together and fly through the horizon 
We'll watch the sunset say its last goodbye...
We'll wave a greeting at the moon! 
We glisten in the moonlight...
What if I was as handsome as the lion...
Roaring with pride and pure courage
What if we were glistening in the moonlight?
Would it bring health to our bones tonight?
Would it make our heart rejoice and overflow with delight?
Would we be able to survive this horrifying plight?
Would we be shimmering like a candlelight?
We're glistening in the moonlight... (6)
Ohh...yeah...ooh yeah...ooh yeahh...
We reach to the stars and hope we can trace a shooting star
I feel the coolness run down my fingers...
We're glistening in the moonlight
You're the dandelions in the fields
You're the gorgeous view that I marvel at everyday
When you kiss me, I live my dreams
We glisten in the moonlight
In a quick moment, I sense a feeling of endless renewal 
I roam inside of your illuminating maze 
Glow on... sunshine... 
Glow on...sunshine...
Glisten in the moonlight...
Listen to the truth and rub it in
You are ravishing like the sunset
But you're ascending while I'm descending
I feel extremely guilty
I wish I could glisten with you in the moonlight
You're glistening in the moonlight (6) 
Ohhh yeahh... oohhh yeahh... ohh yeahh
You're glistening in the moonlight (4)
We go our own way
I wish we can glisten like the moon
Glisten like the sun 
There's a dream concealed inside of me...
Reveal your light and pour it upon me
You glisten in the appealing moonlight
While I'm subsiding... you're fulfilling your dreams
Of gliding across the horizon 
You're independence... keeps on scorching with satisfaction
While I'm below you... 
Your emerald green eyes
Stared me down like a hawk...
Your emerald eyes
Gaze down at me genuinely...
I wish we could flee together in reality...
That could be a possibility
To glisten in the moonlight in glee
We were glistening in the moonlight (3)
But that was only a dream...
I'll pray that it turns into a reality
We were glistening in the moonlight 
Now, I've misplaced my delight...
Will I ever experience such a brilliant night?


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Hyphenated Words

What is a hyphenated word?
A written impression?
An expression of discourse?
Defamation redefined?
At fault when it is labeled as hate?

What are words when they change
to play a different game, 
to make it more palatable, 
yet,
the meaning remains unchanged?

The use of hyphenated words, 
politically correct hate.

 

 Author Note:

The use of hyphenated words such as the N-word has become an acceptable alternative in 
discussions related to racial slurs. I fail to understand how this is tolerated when the word 
has the same meaning and should have the same impact as unacceptable under any 
condition.


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Sweet-Blood-Line-Lust

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Natasha with her dark raven hair and ebony eyes, the most beautiful of rouge smiles

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Radiant in soft glowing skins perfection unto, allurings wishful eyes

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All whom have been so enchanted in their knowing; desiring her silkened touch...

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She my twin sister although one would rarely guess given, my long golden hair 

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Emerald eyes yet, both, gifted in the physique of a goddess; bequeathed at our birth *

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Sharing a lifes delicious common interest in this our love for, beautiful girls ~

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Candles aligning the walkway as gently she takes my hand; paradises passage

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Hourglass desires within a rose petaled fragrant bath; laced, amid vintage red wine... 

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Waiting in this their loveliness, the joy of our arrival; these, maidens of our craving

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Fondling and playfully enjoying one anothers beauty, as dreaming, of our love ~

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...“Sweet-Blood-Line-Lust” *


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On the Patio Steps

Another one passed by,
a stranger,
a face I won't remember tomorrow.
Not quite what I was expecting,
not memorable enough to want to know his name,
just another stranger,
using up my time.
On the patio steps we say good bye,
a kiss I will forget as I walk back inside.
Don't know what he does to get by,
whether he even has a wife,
but that doesn't matter,
because it's just another soul that I won't truly know.
I'm not what a wanted to be,
thought I would wait,
but as passion took control,
the waiting became a passing thought.
So here I am,
on the patio steps,
another good bye,
another face I won't look back onto,
someone not memorable enough to care,
just a man,
using up my time.


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Her true colors

On the canvas
laid out flat her length

she did twist
coil
and  spiral

Yes she did 
meander
uncovered

On the wet

chosen
oils


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THIS WHOLE SEX THING


FORGIVE ME THAT I HAVEN'T BEEN THROUGH THIS WHOLE SEX THING,
DON'T KNOW OF THESE ORGIES OR  THE BACUS PARTIES,
DON'T KNOW OF SOME OTHER WOMAN'S CURVES,
OF SOME OTHER SCENT, EITHER STRONG OR WEAK,
DON'T KNOW OF THE WETNESS OF SOME OTHER VAGINA,
NOT ABOUT TWO MEN IN ME,
MORE THAN A SINGLE PENIS TOUCHING MY FEELINGS.
NO, UNFORTUNATELY I DIDN'T HAVE THESE PLEASURES
FROM THE HOOKERS,
WHIPS, ECSTASY,THREESOMES, SWING.
SORRY, I DON'T KNOW THESE BEDS,
WASN'T LUCKY ENOUGHT TO HAVE THAT KIND OF COURAGE.
NEVER GOT BEAT UP WITH A BELT,
NEVER HUNG ON THE CEILING,
NEVER STUFFED ME WITH DRUGS,
NEVER SAW UNREALISTIC IMAGES
NOR SAID ABUSIVE WORDS
WHILE THEY CALLED ME WHORE
OR WHILE THEY SPANKED ME
IN SEARCH OF A MASOQUIST PLEASURE.
POOR ME, NEVER BROKE THE TABOOS
CUMMING IN SOMEONE I BARELY KNOW,
NEVER TASTED DOZENS OF DIFFERENT NUDES,
RAGGED TIMES TEN INSIDE OUT
FOR BEING DRENCHED IN DIFFERENT SPERMS,
HAVING COUPLES BETWEEN MY LEGS
THAT I DON'T EVEN KNOW THE NAMES,
WHERE THEY LIVE, WHAT THEY WEAR OR WHAT THEY EAT.
NEVER PIERCED ME WITH PINS
THEY HAVE NEVER MADE ME A TOY.
NEVER TASTED AN ORGASM
WITH  PUBLIC WATCHING,
NEVER ENDED WITH APPLAUSE,
NEVER TRIPPED ON EXHAUSTED MEN
LYING ON MY LIVING ROOM RUG,
DRUNK FROM ALCOHOL
BURNING FROM ALL THEIR HOLES...

I HAVE JUST WHISPERED " I LOVE YOU" ,
ABSORBED ONE MANS JOY,
DROVE MY NAILS IN JUST ONE BODY,
RIPPED  A FEW SHIRTS,
ANSWERED TO JUST AN UNIQUE TOUCH.
I HAVE ONLY MEMORIZED HIS SIGNALS,
HIS SCARS
AND I HAVE ONLY KNOWN HIS CARNIVALS,
HIS FAULTS,
HIS MOANS AND HIS MANY GROANS.
WHAT A SHAME THAT I HAVE BEEN A GEISHA
FOR ONLY ONE MANS DESIRE
AND ONE IRRESISTIBLE "LET ME...".
BACK, SIDE, FRONT
ABOVE, BELOW, IN BETWEEN
I HAVE BEEN WHAT HE WANTED ME TO BE;
DAME, PROSTITUTE, ANIMAL, HUMAN
LADY, CRETIN, FATAL AND SWEET
BUT ALWAYS HIS,
NAKED ONLY IN FRONT OF HIM...

BUT NOW, WHAT WILL WE DO?
I STILL CAN LEARN ABOUT SEX
BUT WHO COULD TEACH HIM  LOVE?

PATRICIA EVANS


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Shelter

These walls are not just walls
Nor are these chairs
Nor is this artistic breath of air that fills 
Thy every artistic corner
Thou are not just an ordinary space
Sprayed with golden sunlight
Then curtained ‘Neath a star-lit night
Coffee-scented...
Emotionally charged... 
Books... 
Designed with perfection itself
Lanz enchants
Melodies...
The breeze sways away with 
Consciousness in an eternal waltz
Words… words … words 
That slowly ebb like moon-shifting tides 
Green..orange...scarlet red
Colors that fuse like these feelings 
And paint themselves on these walls 
Everything is so energetically infused... 

Enunciate not...Feel not these restraints
Hear not these fallacies
The outer world is filled with boundaries
Yet here there are none
Forget all that lies beyond this point 
Of no space and no time
For here all you do is Float…Chant…Invoke…
For this body is but a layer of flesh and bone
These glasses are but illusioned spectacles
Look not through them...
See not these grandiose illusions....Float.
For you are here.


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Promise me

You collapse to the ground 
I hurry to catch you 
Whispering words of destitution, tiredness, and fatigue
You tell me you’re tired
Weary to live like this  
With this illness 
How it shuts every door 
Pains to the core 
Slowly, spitefully, you start to lose yourself 
I fear that in my every soul 
Tears of ache run down my sight 
I yell at you, beg you at you to stop 
Demand you to discontinue 
Thrive for that promise of yours
Tell me it’ll all be okay 
Tell me you’ll get better 
Awe me with your dreams 
Inspire me with every act of good of yours
Every city you wish to route every street of its 
Every sunset you wish to set eyes on 
Every night sky, full of bright blazing miracles 
But you don’t 
You tell me you can’t 
And I ask of you to do that 
But although that 
Although every worry that ties me 
Every doubt, every tear, every darkest misery 
You surrender and leave 
Leave me there
All anxious and terrified 
Of what comes next 
What is due to occur
And it frightens me 
Keeps staring at the empty space 
With thoughts and thoughts 
Conquering 
Torturing 
Consuming 
We began with nothing 
And what’s left is nothing 
But all that we began with


 


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Amputation


The door shuts lightly behind me


soft click


metallic boundaries


I turn around to see,
that you are the one that closed it. 


And I swallow


a storm. 


 


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Touch

Close your eyes.
	Let me kiss you
softly
on your neck and hold you.
Let your body fall back
into mine
	as I kiss your cheek,
your jaw, your neck
and I hold you.
Feel my breath on your neck.
Feel my heart
	beating
against your back as you
melt into my arms.
Open your eyes as I kiss
	your lips
tenderly, gently,
tasting you and sending
	shivers down
your sides,
and feel
	my love 
for you.


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Two Hearts full of Love

I am a heart full of love
that shook the pilars that held her colussium up
her heart filled with sorrow,
I swing such fury toward her heart and soul
she cowards away from me,
in fear of falling in love and not knowing what is in black
and not searching what is in the light of pure white.

I am a heart full of love,
she runs and takes the long dirt road,
through the raging mountains of the quiet countryside,
as the meadows of lilacs slowly die when Spring comes,
the blooming of the rose,
like the blooming of my heart,
a blossom on a cherry tree fall and harbour in the wintertime.
I swing toward her, she falls in fear of wanting attention and love.
Lost in the midnight twilight,
the flaming torch guides her through the dark holes of meaningless souls.
and like a frightened hummingbird,
she flees away from the secrets of falling in love.

A heart full of love ready to love,
it is diffcult to feel and to show,
but as if a rose that blooms in Springtime
my love is ready to bloom.

Pettles lay along a darkened atmosphere
lit up only with four wax candles
a portrait of a woman hung over a mantel piece
in honour of my one true love.

As the twilight shine though my bedroom window,
I show a heart full of love,
to take and to hold for eternity.

And as she slowly moves forward,
she takes me home with her,
and opens her chest and shows me her heart
with a glass of red wine and charming cigarette.
She sheads tears of pain and sorrow on my broud shoulder,
I curise her hair, silk laced hair,
shining against the twilight and the moonlit sky.

My heart full of love,
so divine, so original
a one of a kind.

We make love in the midst of the twilight,
as my dream girl is now reality and my pain is no more,
her pain is no more.
Too show such love makes a man feel free
and his soul lighter.
She holds him there,
as the sun rises over the mountains.
The birds sing a tune of cheerfulness,
and they talk about everything beautiful and kind,
that is still left in this cruel and empty hearted world.

Romance and love shared
with a heart full of love,
smile and kiss upon smooth lips,
feel me against your tight body,
and love me till the morning
when Blue eyed Death is staring us in the face.
and we go with him,
and play a game of risk,
and together forever,
onto a diffrent world
we shall love each other forever,
for you and I both have a heart full of love.


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4 Jon On Our 22nd Wedding Anniversary

Your love is
quite sensational –

Your laughter tastes
    like spring-time rain

Your tears smell
    like sweet lemon flower petals

Your voice looks
    so 
    deeply 
    majestic

Your heart sounds
    like exquisite violin and harp concertos

And your eyes!

Your eyes feel
    like early autumn sunset’s amber-gold lengthening glow

Oh, my love, your love
is entirely, completely,
embracingly

Sen-sational!


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Valentine (For My Wife)

That I could ever cease to love you dearly;
How possible is this?

     As possible as wearing water
     Possible as eating air
     As stacking Space
     As folding Time
     Possible as going on happily without you
     As possible as outwitting God.

What is being loved by you like;
How does it feel?

     Like happy five year olds on Christmas morning
     Like redemption for the Damned
     Like being found when lost
     Like the end of war and famine
     Like health come back to the invalid
     Like everything accepted and complete.

And what are we together;
The Sum above the parts?

     We are the feeling always striven for
     We are the impossible balance acheived
     We are the hope that no one speaks of
     We are the dream no one believes
     We are the level holding everything
     We are the reason to go on.

So this is how I love you;
How it shall ever be.


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FIRE IN HER BODY




Mid-life street woman from red town she was...I grew up with her under mango trees now softly drooping their shoulders much like hers.. but she, still contoured like a Paul Gauguin urn, is wrapped in arms lovely in flesh and heat: fanned banana leaves swaying to samba notes while cooking fried bamboo roots; her fragrance buzzing along summer's exotic beat. How she then pinched my cheeks with her tapered fingers still pink on veins floating through her quivering body… Somehow, she gave me this epiphany of touch; the slow wave of body rhythm lightly fondling the rosiness of my adolescent skin. If i knew how to pivot in the wakening garlands of Latin steps, it was her ample hips winding and bellying in nights and morns of her own wanton sashays... Oh how I long to climb her mango tree, her waxing then waning shape still blazing among bursting seeds of female treachery or finery. I tell myself, there is no age when her fire sways in places where tropical eyes dazzle with her near flowing, soaking limbs…so tenderly wild because she, Livia, nymph of the forest raw, has nothing else to lose. © for Debbie's Women, and SKAT's Poem #2 by nette onclaud


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My Future Generation

I can act insane
But DO NOT 
Make me feel worthless

I belong in God’s family
He will bless my future generation

Don’t punish me for
Being myself –
Don’t envy my glee 

I can act like an
Adult, but I’d 
Prefer to have joy…

Not stress…
That piles upon us in our 
Everyday lives

Being childlike is

A rare beauty – 

No one prizes it…

No one came across it…

In this lifetime…

I can laugh all day
I can make you smile
If you’d accept my 
Childlike dreams of mine
Don’t treat me like a sick swine

Renew my young heart
Give me the ability 
To kill the old man…

I have my place in God’s family
He’ll be adored and glorified 
We’ll exchange prayers and hugs  
By my future generation

I beg of you – 
Don’t kill my childlike mentality
I’ll behave myself…
I’m positively sure that I’ll make you happy

I’ll still have pieces of a child in me

And pass it on to my future generation…


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Awakened

I was awakened by your scent
It is a scent that consumes me
It is on my fingers...my lips...in my hair
It is ingrained in my skin
I can taste it on my tongue
I can breathe it, inhale... slowly, deeply
Exhale, in anticipation of my next breathe
It is calling me
It demands my attention
It’s a dance... a waltz
It is a play between two lovers
It is primal, our reactions are primal
Slowly, the tempo quickens
Then it ends, the music stops
Simultaneously, the play ends
Curtain calls, bravo!

~Rick Berry


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Love Poem Number 2

The first time I glimpsed your beautiful smile,
I couldn’t believe you were real, my ideal!
Your beauty captured my attention and soul ,
I could sense it immediately, you make me whole.
Now the distance between us and every moment apart,
is so painful and sad, it blackens my heart.
For you, my heart longs, your gentle, kind touch,
Your smiles, your pure love, its all just too much,
For my lonely sad soul to be far apart,
I crave you, I need you, you are my sweetheart!
Now that you have come into my black and white world,
Color abounds, and rainbows unfurled.
A new joy in my heart, for love once again I am filled,
A new hope, a new faith, happiness re-instilled.
You are my true joy, and hope for forever,
Im thankful for you and Im glad were together.


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Wish to Reverse the Time

How I wish to reverse the time and kiss you beautiful eyes.
Hug you very tight and never let you go..

That voice of yours that made me shake and fill me with passion to love you more.
I miss everything of you.
I miss even our differences.

Even when you would get after me, i knew it was because you cared and you loved me.
You wanted what was best for me.

Now Im alone, all Alone.
I wish to dream of you every night and see you precious eyes seeing me once more.
I miss you.
I love you.


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Sexual Tension

I shift my eyes slowly from the ground,
up the wall and over to another pair of eyes
that in a moment lock onto mine.
His penetrating stare 
makes my heart thump with force,
the heat from his gaze
brings beads of sweat to my skin.
Lingering in his hypnosis
I have the urge to know him,
to look deeper into the mystery
of those seductive eyes and 
bask in the warmth behind them.

As suddenly as it begins, it ends--
he snaps me back to reality 
by quickly averting his eyes from mine,
but only after flashing a flirtatious grin
and inviting my mind to wander
down dangerous roads....


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Daybreak

I wake on the sand
Right near the beach
You have yet to awake
Far out of reach
And Daybreak has arrived
A beauty unlike any other
Comparable only to us, girl
And how we love each other

So I gaze up alone
Marveling up at the sky
The warmth of the sun
Drying my eyes
I'm reflecting on us
Oh how each other we trust
I'm just so happy we're together
And I think to myself,
Just as this sun, we'll last forever

Then returning to be with you
I lay again now
Place my hand gently
On your warm tender shoulder
While I think of our lives today, love
And how they'll be when we're older...
I know there'd be no other way
So "I Love You" I make sure I say
To you, each and everyday


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Give Me Back My Shirt

You stole my shirt again
The one with stains
Beneath my armpits

You lied and said 
The shirt somehow fell 
Into your suitcase

A dark black shadow 
That hurled itself off a cliff
And landed inside your
Sad blonde soul

And when you sleep alone at night
In the naked stretch of your wine-soaked skin

Do you smell my harsh manly aroma
In the pillow of your theft?

Do you wet yourself in the taste of 
The baby felons we might make?

Do you imagine yourself wearing 
My body
Upon the sharp thrusts of my 
Contempt
And
Love?

For a liar, a thief, a fetishist for 
Fabric
That revives memories 
Of lust long faded

You stole my shirt again
The one  that has faint traces
Of your drool, in the way you 
Drip yourself upon me 
In the hot slumber of your 
Babbling incoherent dreams

Give me back my shirt
It was a present from my sister
Who rarely bought me anything
Except for a blue cotton candy 
Vivid blue
Like your icy sullen eyes 
In the childhood 
Of my lonely
Indelible 
Lament


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A delicious deep dish

In her panties,
excuse this soul;
I did meaningfully mean
pantry;
her finger pointed to
the cherry !

My heart exploded,
for; all that fruit, stored in
the dimness of that light.

Who could argue,
it clearly was her delight !

After several moments,
her point was to the flower,
I meant flour;
yes I did,
for,
this trip I made,
was for, 
a delicious deep dish



 


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When I Look At You

When I look at you,
I pray that I don’t lose touch with you
When I look at you, 
I prey upon happiness and I never knew
That you mentioned me in your dorm
When I look at you,
My mind wraps all around you
When I look at you,
You give me a natural high, 
But it’s only temporary…
When you wake up,
I pray that you had the best of dreams
When you wake up,
I prey upon your energy and 
Soar like an eagle in the sky
He watches over me as years pass me by
Our friendship is too good to be true
We’re so lucky to have each other…
Weep no more, for your name is carved in my heart
There shall be no more death…
Bitter, worthless clouds spill out remorse – 
Depart and be gone!
I’m waiting to say “greetings” to you
I don’t have the strength to fight the battle
Endless thoughts spiral in my head
Making me feel awfully dead…
Many things are left a mystery for a purpose
When I look at you,
I pray that I don’t forget your name
When I look at you, 
I prey upon your joy and I never knew
That you mentioned me in an optimistic way
When I look at you,
My mind is overflowing with delight
When I look at you,
You give me a natural high, 
But it’s only temporary…
When you wake up,
I pray that you have the best breakfast
When you wake up,
I try to prey upon your glory, 
But you swim away like a swan in a sparkling lake
I wanna give you good advice…
I don’t wanna roll the dice…
I don’t wanna be a living sacrifice
I wanna throw away all of your pain 
I’m trying my best to reach the finish line
It’s hard to forgive the words you utter
It’s hard to forget and forgive yourself 
For the wrongs you’ve committed
My mouth kept running like the sink water
And my mind went numb and you seemed to be bothered
Pick up the shards of glass and show me some direction
I don’t know where to go from here…
But, I must keep a positive mindset
I’m not attempting to get you upset
When I look at you, 
I feel that I’m invisible 
You see right through me
And I reflect anguish and confusion
Have mercy on me and don’t be frightened
Disappear, thoughts of sadness
Reappear, thoughts of gladness
When I look at you,
I see…a joyous, gorgeous face and 
I sense that you’ll have a bright future
Just keep shining...with all of your might
God is near your side...leave behind all worry
Don't you know that you made me taste your glee?


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Only in You

Through the lonely woods, I may head,

Upon the autumn leaves, I may tread,

At the secluded horizon, I may stare,

And only you, I may see,

In those symphonies of silence,

In those melodies of calmness,

In those euphonies of quietness.

 

By the silent lake, I may lay,

Till the twilight fades, I may stay,

Then in reclusive silence, I may walk,

And only to you, I may talk,

Through those toungueless emotions,

Through those wordless attachments,

Through those voiceless sentiments.

 

In the lone meadow, I may wander,

Along the untrodden paths, I may waver,

In companionless seclusion, I may hide,

And only in you, I may find,

The depths of oneness,

The bonds of togetherness,

The cozy feel of coalescence.

 

In the wilderness of emotions, I may die,

At the merciless daggering, I may sigh,

Through a million wounds, I may bleed,

And only in you, I may seek,

The balm of love,

The warmth of affection,

The heal of inseparability.


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The Men Sport of Persevering

The feeling of getting rocked for the first time is 
like losing your virginity. How I rise from the producers
decides if I like going down or hate getting up.

Yeah, they saw it. Eyes on me. The ubiquitous 
air is still hear. My ascetic body
still functions on this field of men.

Fighting for friends, flying around full speed.
Go! Go! Go! Epitomizes our support.
The brain yells stop, but the heart whispers fight.

Hard work minus teamwork equals intact pants.
Hard work plus teamwork squared equals a smile.
Perspiration in the eye, never felt better.

The weakest link of our chain better power up
because he who pays the piper will call this tune.
Turns out, I couldn’t cry over spilt milk, if it didn’t spill.

As celebratory we were, we endeavor to looked opportunity
in the eye and purloin her work clothes, 
before she is out of sight and out of mind


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A Rhythm To Bali Beach a collab

A rhythm to Bali beach

Amidst the memory splendor
Spashy beauty of your image
Keep us sane
We sing....

Cherishing your embellishment
Gulping in the glory 
You left
We sing...

Covered in precious love that drips 
Continuous passion
I kiss
We sing

A Long awaited candlelight 
Lights our darkness
We love 
We sing

By Sukmawati Komala & Michael


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Making Love with Crystal Antennas

....while making love with crystal antennas

the electromagnetic pulse attracts Sir Isaac Newton's ghost,
and he watches as I make passionate love within a Chemical Wedding

His poor soul is still grounded here on earth,
for he cannot step into the light
until his (A)ether theories are set right

What a weight to put upon my shoulders

I make love with crystal antennas,
dialing my testicles beyond mere Amplitude and Frequency Modulation --
they hang as crystal diode plums

I stick the crystal antennas into my ears,
transmitting my soul to many destinations.
Depending on which receivers can filter the frequency,
makes for vast differences in experiences

Sometimes I can even see you,
while my brainwaves fly all over the place.
Yes, I even see you with that sad look on your face,
and I can only hope that one day the reflection in the mirror
is of someone you finally, truly love

Poor Sir Isaac Newton's ghost is expecting a lot from me,
especially since Albert is the one who punched holes in his BreAeth(er).
How can I stand up to Albert?
Maybe I am far too lost in theories of un-relativity
to fully comprehend the gravity of the apple in his eye

I do want to help send Sir Isaac Newton's ghost into the light,
just haven't quite figured-out how to make his mathematics right

It feels strange having him watch me make love with crystal antennas,
but I have a strong sense that there is more to be found in this release,
and how if I stop making love with crystal antennas,
I may never find the proper lock in which to insert the golden key

If I don't eventually come around to figuring out this theological math,
will I join the ghost of Sir Isaac Newton,
watching someone else make love with crystal antennas,
cheering them on, while their testicles hang like crystal diode plums?





Chris D. Aechtner     July 4th, 2011 


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A Snipe and A Marksman

Once there was a marksman 
He was in the woods to hunt
He met a snipe as he was on his way.
Snipe said “don’t hunt my kids if you confront them”
As they have gone in the forest to play”.
The marks said, “ Alright”
He took a few steps and came back
He asked the snipe, “But how shall I know they’re your kids?
Tell me something about what they look like?”
Or any other marks on their bodies?	 
Oh, Marksman, they’re the most beautiful kids!
Nodding not to shoot them, went on his hike
When he returned to the same spot
Where he has met the snipe
He held a string of young snipes
Looking at the string holding her own kids
The snipe started crying looking at her dead kids.
Oh, why didn't you shoot me in my kids’ stead?
I’ve shot the ugly I could find instead.
The snipe said “Woe to me, don't you know” fool”?
Moms think their children the most beautiful”.

                   +++++++
June 21, 2014   (Originally posted on 11/23/11)
Form : Free Verse 
Dr. Ram Mehta
Second Place Win
Contest: Story poem by Carol Eastman


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Natural Seduction

                                                         In the night's gentle quiet,
                                                         feel the whisper of breeze
                                                         the encompassing swirl
                                                         the warmth of its caress.
                                                         Inhale the ocean's brine,
                                                         feel the sea's divine touch,
                                                         languish in the rapture
                                                         of your own renewal.
                                                         Witness the shadow dance
                                                         of the native beauties,
                                                         hear the beckoning swish
                                                         of their alluring limbs,
                                                         succumb to the motion
                                                         of their natural rhythm.
                                                         On the sand all fall prey
                                                          to their erotic sway.


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In God's Hands

  I am malleable in God’s hands, 
No one can shape me like He can, 
He never gives me anything that I can’t handle, 
He always knows what He is doing, 
No one can compare to Him, 
He is the father I never had, 
I can truly trust, love, and honor Him, 
Because He made me, 
He loves me, 
And I love Him, 
I will never be able to put my heart into someone else’s hands with such trust!
Because He is love! 
And I am His. 
- Inspired by Jeremiah 18:6 

                                                  
                                                  Jeremiah 18:6 NIV
“O house of Israel, can I not do with you as the potter does? declares the Lord. 
“Like clay in the hands of potter, so are you in my hand, O house of Israel.


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Towards Our Love

Leave your fake hill 
And come with me 
To my dream mountain 
Of ecstasy.
Engrave your name 
On every stone 
That builds every part
around my untouched heart.

Leave your house of uncertainty
And come with me 
To my large castle of belief
And just believe,
Believe in me,
Believe in us,
In every step we could take,
Towards the truth, 
Towards the reality,
Towards our love. 




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Naughty Queen Vicky

It may come as quite a shock
but Queen Victoria
Loved a curry on a Friday night
liked plenty of sex
and smoked pot.


Queen Victoria and her husband Prince Albert, had 9 children together. Her Indian servant and confidant introduced her to Indian food. Taking drugs and opium were legal in such times.

P Dome. copyright 2012.


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It's Time!

Rebel! My children, rebel! For the light 
Of day scours for a system not built,
But saved from the souls of politicians
Who are lost and will never seem to find
A means to a decision, instead delay
The growth of a nation desperate for change!

Rebel! My children, rebel! Against the
Same, sorry scene captured on TV! 
Pundits protesting every agenda 
From the Left and the Right, what’s the purpose?
To show me they can battle politics!
Battle this! My mom just lost her house!

Rebel! My children, rebel! How hard is
It to cross a line?  Or aisle?  What if
On the other side was your love in need?
Put your pride away, just for awhile,
Just to see the difference that could form.
If not for me, do it for my children’s fate.

Rebel! My children, rebel! America 
Is just not a name, but a foundation
Made by the people and for the people!
And we deserve so much more than a 
Filibuster to take our nation’s name.
Let the light see the dawn of a new day!


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A Curly Kind of Love

Hours 
Spent 
Straightening her 
Tangled blonde hair

Thousands
Spent 
Taming her
Wild
Golden locks

Ages 
Spent 
In front of a
Dishonest 
Mirror

That lied 
And lied again
About her
Beauty
Within

Don’t you know
Those curls are a treasure
My curly friend?

When I play with them at
Night

Again
And
Again

Wrapped round my fingers
Feeling your original curly sin

Don’t you know 
Those curls are a pleasure
My curly friend?

As they tickle my 
Soul
In their 
Serpentine
Intent

I want to mess your 
Proper blonde
Into a wild naked disarray
Curls and more
Curls
A field of windswept
Growth

I want to bury my nostrils
Into the heady bare 
Perfume
Of your silent
Curly 
Oath

And 
I 
Won’t 
Let 
You

No, 
I 
Won’t 
Let 
You

Defile those curls

Again











 


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Warm Wet Kisses

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Barren is the beach as ancient stars gather in dreams; a light from above...

Twined amid eugenic moonbeams; beauty glowing within loving eyes; angelic

Brushed the canvas gentle waves, washed hither about the thirsting shore ~

Orgasmic snow white doves its seems; out of place while they perch atop the clouds

Halos with open eyes standing aside, fruitful vines; the purity in this their love...

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...“Warm Wet Kisses” * 


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Duck Side Story

You have your North side ducks, 
And you have your south side ducks.
Neither the twain shall meet.
For each one had his nose in the air. 
They simply would not do the greet.

So as it happens they would dance with flair in the middle of the pond.
Always trying to out do the other side…Yes, let’s call it ‘Stomp The Pond’
Wings in motion lifting them up, to stomp the waters with their feet
Acrobatics and splashing around… Man it looked so neat.

So Stella, one of the South Side Ducks fell in love with her North side Pete.
But she couldn’t cross the middle of the pond, with so much action in the way.
Fussing, blustering, and carryings on were the name of the day.

But you know, there’s always one strange duck, and that’s the one who built a bridge.
Now all the others could come across or watch the stomp from the middle of the id.
My moral, I say to you young ones… is as appealing as stomping can be…
The world works better when brought together… 
By the builders of a bridge.


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Tangible Dreams

In the midst of darkness descending 
above me, 
Stillness seems to overtake sound, 
Allowing moments for deep thought 
in this mirror of solitude.

I tend to reminisce on those dreams I 
grab from the photogenic events of 
the past.

Once touched, I’m taken back by the 
moments that can’t be replaced. 

So during this moment of tranquility; 
I pray no external force interrupts 
this, 
The calm waters in my mind. 

Lucky for me, it’s a reoccurring dream; 
And as vivid as these fantasies are, 
None compare to the peaceful illusions 
of family gatherings. 

It was only yesterday, when I illustrated thoughts 
of a child, 
Always curious of that deep ocean floor, 
Where familiar kin paint their residence ; 
I was an eyewitness to many overlooked 
areas within my family’s ocean. 

Yet with many pieces missing as a result of 
loved ones ascending to a higher cause, 
This puzzle remains incomplete until that 
last tomorrow.

However in these possible moments 
of delusion; 
I’m a child again touching the fabric 
of my influential past.

As I continue this unforgettable daydream,
I ask again for no interruption; 
For with every reminiscent moment, 
I know of myself better and what I 
could be in a tangible future. 


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No More Breakfast

I gave up breakfast
Not because I needed
To lose girth
Nor any extra
Avoirdupois

Nor because the time wasted
In feeding
Could have been better 
Used
To solve the problems of the
Universe

Not because the eggs 
Are high cholesterol
And the chicken sausage
Created from
Hapless victims in their 
Sharp metal cages
Who never knew a
Better life

I gave up breakfast
Not because 
I hold any grudge
Against sunny beaming faces
Babbling cheery “g’morning” 
In the dark  demented winter of 
An empire in decline

Nor because 
The aroma of fresh cooked
Pancakes
Serves up wistful memories of 
Childhood innocence 
Raped by the scam of
Maturity
And insatiable adult
Demands

Not because the grapefruit
Citric acid 
Contributes to gout
That precipitates
Kidney stones
And leaves  a grown man
Crying in a simulacrum of 
Childbirth pain

Not because
Nor because
No
No
No......

No more need for morning meals
When your awakening kisses are 
Marmalade 
For my soul

And your warm perfume
Sprayed upon my lips
Transcends any butter roll

No more need for a morning beverage
Nothing orange, tomato, nor lemon

And your golden breasts are my 
Nourishment
Made from flesh
Made from Heaven 

I've got all of you in the morning
It’s a feast of your skin and hair
And the breath of your love 
In my open mouth
And the taste of your love
In my open mouth
No croissant could ever compare.

I gave up breakfast
To make love
With 
You


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Queen Vampira's Maidens

Knowing that it was Beautiful Virgins which She Loved; these Delicious Maidens ~
 
No greater Desire their Taste; burning as flames Stirring in the den of Her Heart *

Into Her Chambers was I led; Voluptuous Ladies of Her Beauties longings...

Bare amid the Mansions walls the attire of such Loveliness; their Choosing ~
 
Enchanted by Her presence and Spellbound within, Her Sensuous Oceans Eyes *

Rejoicing in Wild Abandonment of Luscious set forth by the Rivers of Her Voice...   

Withdrawing to leave myself Alone, upon Her Majestic Queens delightful Request ~ 

Playfully Giggling, while as exiting as if something Wonderful, was Soon to Become * 

Offering Myself a beverage as Her Smile Glowed these chains; My Rushing Heart...

Enthralled, as Her Beauty spoke amid still Whispered tones, but only, Deep Inside ~

"Love can be a Haunting sometimes," She said, "Soaring through Veins of Beauty" *   

"Burning Divinely its mark this Rapture; should one We Taste, such its Perfect Lips"... 

Royalties Beauty then Caressed My Soft Breast; Her Warm Breath on My Yearning Neck ~ 

And I Adorned in Desires Perfumed Negligee; A Virgin of Want; Wishing to be Set Free * 

Becoming A Princess of The Night yet more unto Me to be, A Maiden, of Her Beauties Love...
                                    
Eternals Rapture Kissed My Veins, as Her Silkened Lips claimed, My Dreams; Sweetened Reprise ~

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                                              ,,,“Queen Vampira!!”,,,
                               
                                                        ~~~~~
                                 
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Killing Me Softly with Memories

Unleashed...- the beast of miracles at night -
A silent roar of silk cuddled by the ocean breeze -
Ephemeral synchrony of flesh from Heaven
Rains thundered burgundy petals on maiden's tears.

 
He frees her pony tail in uncontrollable cascades
of sand pouring in a stubborn hourglass of lust
The God of Whispers kisses her future memories
along a naked path of a "Forget-Me-Not" bouquet...

 
                                         *
"I'll never know where dawn vanished her nostalgic smile
                                   A soft Mirage - onto the desert of my selfish life..." 
 
 
by: iolanda scripca
 
For Nette's Contest " Soft Sensuality" 
 
 
 


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Loves Perfect Nectars

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Honeydew dripping from the smiling petals in raspberry

Rose fragrance, upon the corners amid Her soft moist lips ~

Kissing their lovely tenderness; glistening buds of sweetness 

Perfumed pearls; sugary joys; heavenly, is their taste...

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...“Loves Perfect Nectars” *


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What Easter Means To Me

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As spring joyfully arrives
brilliant blue skies and vast green fields come to life

peering from the rich soil 
an Easter Lily opens with beauty

with large white trumpet shaped flowers
and gracious green stems climbing high

the music of the lords returned began to blow
streaming far and wide

a celebration had begun 
a celebration of eternal life
 
I gaze at the cross in deep loving thought 
as each miraculous miracle came to light

O' Lord God Almighty
this day brings gratitude and thanksgiving
for you..... staying faithful to the point of death
and giving your life, so that each may dwell divine

I thank you Lord
I thank you

peering from the rich soil
an Easter Lily sings praise


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CONTEST


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Spring

Spring, life flourishes
Like a gentle flower
It's time to be awakened
Your petals unfold
Inhale deeply, slowly
Eyes closed, wide open
The bouquet is sweet
Unmistakably yours
The scent is feminine
It calls my name
Whispering, loudly
Quietly you scream
Only I can hear this voice
It is for me, only for me
I am invited, embraced
Ravaged, lovingly
I surrender, take me
I am yours
You are mine

~Rick Berry
 


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Inspired by Words

A poet’s mind 
is like a maze 
intricate words 
winding throughout
a never-ending path 
of inspiration

deep thoughts within 
the heart and mind 
of an artist
who paints dialogue
between the writer
and intended 

poetry is a gift
a blessing of revealed 
thoughts and emotions
that are desired 
and longed to be told

never neglect your gift 
your art
you never know who 
might find healing 
through the talent 
you hold 


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Don't Try It

A single kiss from thy lovely lips,
so sweet and so divine,
yet I taste posion upon your tongue.

Your beauty so glorious,
like a blooming rose so beautiful,
yet, why do mine eyes go blind
in the sight that you walk along with another?

Yes you, walk with another,
arm under arm,
lips touching lips in romantic kisses,
it makes my blood boil,
for mine lips are dry.

For mine eyes have seen your glory,
yet no one here listens to my story.
You are evil, yes you are,
don't try to deny,
Listen to a man of experience,
you might as well save some expense.

I write of our long romantic walks
we took together, under the shade of olive trees,
how we went apple picking in autumn time,
and made love in the foyer.

Nomore of that sweet and passionate love,
nomore silent kisses in the night,
when the wind blows hard against the branches,
that tape violently on my windowpane. 
Nomore somber tears shed, when you got sick,
and nomore warm embraces when you shed tears of betrayal.

Betrayal now is a game played by a fool,
such as I,
to think I'd have a happy life with you?
Huh, only a fool would think such a thing,
but now I sit, looking at the foyer,
where we once made sweet, passionate love,
nomore will that foyer be filled with exotic pleasure.
Nomore will you be filled with smiles and exotic pleasure.
I've done my job, as a good man shall do,
now pack your things and get of my stage,
the spotlight yawns for anew,
and the audience grows tired and restless of you.

Now I live life anew,
you too shall see life in new eyes,
walking hand and hand with the blond, blue eyed devil
you call your own.
Shall he take one kiss from your lips,
and die of the posion he tastes on your tongue,
shall he go blind, when he sees your true, black beauty?
He will see the ugly soul, covered up by white rags,
and cheap makeup,
and then he will come to me,
and shake my hand in condolence
and say, "You were right!"

Now you are all alone,
looking for another, as you did many times before,
Now you are alone, walking an open road,
spying on another,
fear of being alone.
Now, you see when you play games with a good man's emotions,
don't try it,
because a good man is not meant to be toyed with.


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It's Valentines Day Baby

You are the center of my universe. When I look over at you, I smile. A friendship that bloomed from patience, A friendship that started a fire... A love with an eternal truth of love, Holding hands as we walk through life. The magic of passion to know you are... I love you for you always and forever, Your husband heart and soul. Edward J Ebbs - Valentine's Day 2012
Entered: Olajide Adelana's - Story of Valentine


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eyes

From those eyes
the sunshine
beaming

The sunshine
beaming
from those eyes

Beaming
from those eyes
the sunshine

From those
beaming
sunshine;
the eyes


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Freedom Reigns

"'Cause when your back's against the wall
That's when you show no fear at all
And when you're running out of time
That's when you hitch your star to mine
We won't be leaving by the same road that we came by"

~Keane - My Shadow Lyrics ~

------------------------------------------------------------ There is no celestial place for you to guide my thoughts Can you not see that I am free from you? I am a black bird perched high in the treetops You will hear my crowing and you may hate it But my dear, you cannot take away my voice! Yet still, as fire oppresses forests of life, You can abuse my freedom to find your glory You may discard these words for your love of gods, And in so doing you may simply ignore All the cries that I so passionately utter But my infectious species will guide your mind straight back To that once so lonely treetop where you merely glanced And there will be multitudinous, oppressing thoughts That shall enslave you and bind you unwillingly The crows will only grow louder when you turn away— When you pretend to ignore with your remaining, strangling pride For my voice is a production sent from above Dispatched to judge you pitilessly for your swelling lies! And the choirs of ferocious beaks shall open forever Harmony and dissonance as one


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Enduring

Spotless
her curves

Breath taking
her stare 


Enduring;
mine want



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The Waves Keep on Crashing

How do you explain the feeling
Words seem so inadequate
The waves keep on crashing
Pulsating waves of pleasure
You told me you lost count

Everything feels hot
Tension builds
Pleasure builds
Sensation sharpens and isolates
Your feet are rigid, your toes pointed

You grasp the sheets, tightly
You pull my hair
Screaming sensual lyrics
Reciting erotic prose
It is meant for my ears only

You're over the edge
It feels like you're falling
The waves keep on crashing
Pulsating waves of pleasure
Followed by an exquisite sensation

You look into my eyes
Clutching tightly, grasping
Your breathing is shallow
Your mouth is dry
You feel a tingling sensation

Words seem so inadequate
The look on your face tells me
You've lost count
We're in uncharted territory
Your leg is trembling

You look in my eyes
Shout my name, quietly
You tell me you love me
The waves keep on crashing
Pulsating waves of pleasure

You tell me you've lost count
Confused contentment
You want more
Your leg is trembling, shaking
Suddenly it's over, simultaneously

~Rick Berry  


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My 3AM Wake Up Call

You’re a 3AM
Wake up call
With another sob story
About the latest boy 
Who pumped you
Then dumped you
And left you 
In a sweaty lonely pile
Upon another 
Empty bed

And you cry 
Baby girl tears 
All over my phone
And you wonder why handsome
Boys
With shining white  teeth
With full heads of curly black hair
With six-pack stomachs
And  tight muscular
Rear ends 
Can not be more like 
Mature 
Older 
Men

“Just like you,” 
Baby girl says
“Just like you.”

And you cry 
Baby girl tears 
All over my phone
And you wonder why reckless
Boys
Who party all night
Who down countless vodka shots
Who shout “muthafukka,” “dude,” "beotch,"
And other raucous
Victory chants
Can not be more like
Mature 
Older 
Men

“Just like you,” 
Baby girl says
“Just like you.”

You want me to empathize
You want me to criticize
The nasty boys 
Who took you for another 
Cruel and pointless ride

You want me to father you 
In a way he never did

But I’m sorry
Baby girl
I’m sorry

I can’t

Because I admire and envy those 
Boys
In the prime of their life
Not yet defeated
Not yet haunted
Not yet beaten 
By the disappointments that
Await

They are a national treasure
A precious resource

From the exuberant crude shouts of
Irrational wild boys
Come the builders of shelter
The providers of sustenance
The conquerors of enemies
The explorers of frontiers

From the exuberant crude shouts of
Irrational boys
Come the daring adventurers
The first one into the burning house
The last one out of the burning house
The one still standing when everybody else
Fled

From the insatiable loins of such
Irrational wild boys
Come the fierce wild girls
Who dance insanely upon tables
Who run naked through the streets
Who make love without limits
In open fields
Upon damp grass
All through the night

From the insatiable loins  of such
Irrational wild boys
Come the fierce wild girls
Who cat-fight for their lover
Who kill for their children
Who wail passionately for their dead

From such boys
Baby girl
From such boys

You were born into the world

My crazy baby girl
You were born into the world
Like father, like daughter

And if I could be that young wild boy 
Again
The one that you hate
And love
In such a maniacal way

It would be an honor to be with you

An honor to hold you
An honor to love you

Until my dying day.


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Sweet Red Wine

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Lingering within my wanting bosom her soft silhouette; silkness ~

Gliding gracefully atop of utopias knowing luxurious

Intimate vanilla creams carpet; tantalizing in sheer perfumed lace... 

Caressing my fantasias deepest desires; as the fire place stirs its 

Delicious dreams rising  amid flames as tasting her strawberry dates ~

Intoxicatings mesmerizing kiss; beauties, glistening moist lips

Entwined in the den of loves, billowed passion...

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...“Ecstasies, Sweet Red Wine” *


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Beauty

How is it, that beauty could silence me
When I first saw you, I was speechless
I denied my reaction. I pretended
I pretended that I never sat in silence staring at your photo
That I never closed my eyes, to sear the image
That I never breathed in slowly, to imagine your scent

I knew from the second I saw you
There was more than physical beauty, there was inner beauty
I knew from the second I saw you, there was passion for life

When I first saw you, I was speechless
I couldn't find the words to describe you
Because there are no words so beautiful... as you

~Rick Berry


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Words of Life

Drowning in the pool of anguish…oh…oh…
I’m venturing into the forest…and I want to hear the words seep out 
Release these aching sorrows…I worry my soul’s drying out…
like a drought…
Drain out the fluids from my heart
It’s gouging me…bruising me to the core…

**chorus** 
Embrace the light…embrace the midnight sky…
You fall in my arms – you die so warm
Shed me more sun to lift up my spirits
From the…underground…and release me – I’m breathless
I’m drowning in doubt…ooh… oh… 


Remember me…I’m falling…into my swirling fate…hanging on the roots 
Strangling my heart…distorting in my veins… I’m bleeding so softly – cut out the wood…
Splintering me…I’m shattering… and I’m falling in the abyss
Bring me more radiance from my candle light
Warp me up in bliss…don’t let the midnight sky…don’t take away my delight
From the…ocean…and save me—save me…oh… oh…  I’m failing 

*chorus*

I’m drowning in regret…ooh..oh…
Hit the bull’s eye in my heart…embrace the light
And don’t leave me hanging in the abyss…hand me a kite!
Save me before I fall apart…shut out the night
And don’t let the dusk escape us…

I must confess…
I must confess…
I hate to see you abandon the light…
But I’m not the one to save you from the night
Ooh…ohh…

*Chorus* 

Splintering lies fill your heart 
I want to kiss it goodbye…
But you’ve mastered it like a piece of art
I want to kiss the abyss and die…
Dry… I wanna touch the sky with my whole soul
But I’m failing and the end of time has taken its toll
Tainted sorrow…swims around me…I dwell where the waters depart
But the anguish still swarms in my heart…
I’m failing…my heart stops beating
And my desires are fleeting
From my grasp
And the monsters laugh at me…as I fall… 

*chorus*

Embrace the midnight sky…catch me…catch me…
As I fall in death’s arms…I die so cold
And your heart is made of gold

Untangle the darkness & take away the nightmares 
Answer our prayers & block out the night 
Erase the heartaches & wipe away our tears
Unravel Your words of life & delight


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fearful, fearless


i’m scared.
scared of odd little things:
glass doors,
windows,
leading to the outside world.
paranoia of unexpected guests,
curled under cupboards, and strangers stabbing on sidewalks.
i’m alone in my dark fantasies.

and yet, i’m unafraid.
i crave the reckless life, cheating, binging on drugs and sex and life.
the life where i’m the unknown girl that everyone knows.


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Island Girl's

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Rose petal sage and cinnamon time...

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Diamonds and pearls within, Her beautiful eyes ~

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Vivacious merriment entangled amid these white satin sheets

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

As joyfully frolicking through another night of pink, scented gaiety

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

Playful gestures mingled with intense emotions; heartfelt hearths of euphoria

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Sometimes catching our breath to lightly whisk us away upon these, heavenly wings ~

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Ivories entwined spirits tasting vanilla cream smoothness; strawberry flavours...

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Fondling and kissing and caressing; our love's meant to be, written in the stars *

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

Knowing, that nothing in this faraway world behind could ever hope its compare 

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As molten the lava flowing so freely upon this Jewel of paradise, "We Share" ~ 

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Lost amid Her Mediterranean sea; tranquillities celestial tides of, rose petal 

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Sage and cinnamon time, diamonds and pearls within, Her beautiful eyes...

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* ... "Island Girl's" ... * 




























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Secret Treasure

What secret treasure is hidden between your columns?
That place where your feminine passion is calling me
That place where our bodies become one
Where power collides with tenderness
Where fury is conquered by love

What secret treasure is hidden?
In that place where ecstasy is served
For lovers to share simultaneously
That place where I can leave a part of me
With a promise to return

What secret treasure is hidden between your columns?
That place where I feel safe, impassioned
That place that excites my senses
A secret treasure that is yours to give 
And mine to claim 

~Rick Berry


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Parasitic Life Form

It‘s alive!
A life form 
Thriving on hatred
Reaped from societies
Greatest blunder 
Like lighting
Follows thunder  
We are following our ancestors 
Reproducing civilization   
Mistake 
Disregard the fact
That we are all human
our blood is red
I smirk when I’m contented 
And shed tears when I’m poignant
We are all equal
cease  this schism 
And trounce racism


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SUNSHINE AND HONEYDEW

SUNSHINE AND HONEYDEW 

Each night, velvety and long
Longed the dew  ,for the fire
In her fervent lover,Sunshine
Yearned the dew
in all  quarts of moon
For that seven tiered arch,
that reached from above
deep and through the thickets.

First kiss of dawn
sunshine sprawled all over
fulfilled, satiated,
And honeydew is no more. 
Consummation, unto bliss.
real and  eternal
Sunshine and honeydew
Fire and Ice.



Mehnaz Veetil
for the contest,Fire and Ice


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The Small of a Womans Back

The small of a womans back
Sacred ground, desire
It beckons, quietly inviting

Waiting to be caressed
Waiting to be touched
Waiting to be claimed

Unmistakably feminine
Uniquely landscaped
Female curves, danger

Feel the touch of my hands
Strong, firm, suggestive
Soft, tender, comforting

The small of a womans back
Waiting to be caressed
By the hands of her lover 

~Rick Berry


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I Will Find You

My best friend
My lover
My soulmate

I have not found you
Still, I search
I know you're waiting

I can sense it
I can feel it
We are close

I will find you
It's inevitable. 
It's our fate

I will find you
I will love you
I am yours

~Rick Berry


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This Thing Called Love

Twas just the greatest treasure,

that Mankind has ever found. 

Yet its bounty is not hidden inside a chest, 

nor buried underground, 

It won,t be all piled up and shining in a mound, 

You won,t need a key to unlock it, 

in fact it,s not even bound, 

Yet it can be found, 

by just about anyone, 

from a panda to a hound, 

You do not need x-ray eyesight, 

nor ears that hear the slightest sound, 

No, this thing-a-ling almost anyone can bring, 

In fact its all around. 

It comes from deep, deep, deep inside, 

with blessings from the Man above, 

It comes sometimes in an instant, 

sometimes it nestles in like a glove, 

What is this one thing, 

that makes you want to sing, 

and live peacefully like the dove, 

It introduces all Queens to her King, 

Why of course, 

this thing is Love.


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Wind Song, With Birds

The wind
howled ice-cold, clear-sky
lullabies

and awoke the moon,
who gazed, heavy-lidded,
at the stars around her

Leaves and dust
danced sambas and pirouetted
along the desert's river,

who was shivering uncontrollably
while midnight birds
struggled to fly upstream

against the manic,
stinging, musical currents
of turbulence and wonder


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Consumer Complaint

Stop resenting me
For the way I shop
The things I do 
To make sure 
My  food is fresh

I confess I feel blueberries
In my fingers
To make sure they are firm
Not too ripe

I confess I shake 
Cans of spaghetti and ravioli
So that I know 
The sauce is not 
Congealed

I confess I pull  frozen waffles
From the back of the freezer
Less likely that they thawed
And refroze into 
Oddball shapes

I confess I smell trout
Before I buy it
Placing it against my nose
In the most unabashed 
Way

Spare me your hate 
About my consumer habits
When I know it has nothing to do with
Food

As long as I bring you warm release
In the darkness of your desires
Pull your tangled hair the way 
You like 
Bite your darting tongue 
In mad hunger 
Deep appetite

As long as I reawaken the 
Woman 
Primal animal hidden 
Within
Turn your heat into a river
For a long passionate
Swim

As long as I attend quickly to your
Every lusty command
The craving of your nympho
Insatiable 
Demand 

Then  I can squeeze french bread
In quiet and peace
I can sniff cantaloupes
Without suffering ire 
Or grief

I’ll take you tonight 
In that filthy way 
You like

Until then

Leave me alone 

I’m shopping.


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Erotic Dance----strong erotic contents

I would love to taste every inch of your body
caress your nipples slide my tongue over them
then down to your thighs to taste you there
sending wave after wave of tingling sensations
coursing through your body as you build up and up

My finger tips glide down the small of your back
teasing your tight buttocks as I take you oh so high
I lightly and slowly do an erotic dance tenderly I kiss
the insides of your thighs until you quiver
pulsating with desire hotly awaiting

An intense erotic release
I guide you within and hold you tight
as we join in that age old well known dance
together exploding passionately
into that little death washed by aftermath waves
fully sated we drift away
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
11/18/2013
contest Charlotte's Scorchers: Erotic/Sensual Poetry


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Thunderstruck Sunshine

The clouds shook
A thick, black, very wet blanket out
In the Southeastern quadrant 
Of the New Mexico firmament,
Complete with lightning
And growling, crackling,
Massive basso-profundo sound effects,
Inviting the sun to rest,
Take a load off, 
Reeellaaaxxx! 

Abrasively radiant,
Helios glared a brilliant, heated, passionate,
Steamy smile
Into the arid monsoon skies

And refused Storm’s invitation
To lie down and go to bed


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Shine

I am caught by his smile, in a rush of depth 
Fluttering hearts beat with magic and rhyme
I am to be yours now in the moment so spellbinding
Caressing lips and soft slow fingertips 

Locked in a link of our souls flavorfully dancing
Side by side rendering a cord of passionate secrets 
Shared by lovers shared by truthful elegance 
Spinning shiny spirals of fervent tapestry

We come together once again drenched and enthralled
No two times ever alike yet so familiarly flaunting
Concealed in a tomb of us, sensationally breathing desire
God’s gift between two people something so powerful and majestic 

Engrossed in an amorous fleet of pleasure
Seemingly dazed and mellow ,smoking with a gaze  

8/20/2013
Written by Laura L. McKenzie 
(Softly sensual contest)


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For My Darling

You may feel “Satin Sheets Slide” You may think it’s a woman’s thing But please condescend to my way of thinking Come with me Into the realm of the satin-sheet-feel Erecting monumental memories of me Come slip with me, come slide with me Forget about your masculinity Celebrate with me my femininity Remind me of who I am Woman! The softer side of you that God instilled The side that brings out that tender smile The side that holds me with passion The side that kisses my tears away The side that gives me your shoulder to cry on You may feel, “Satin Sheets Slide” You may think it’s a woman’s thing But please condescend to my way of thinking Come with me Into the realm of the satin-sheet-feel Erecting monumental memories of me Come slip with me, come slide with me


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A Beautiful Girl

Serenity, this late autumn's joyful early morn
Quietly watching, the red candlelight's aglow
Incense petals its tiny yellow flame, reaching
Unto these perfumed remnants of the night..
As but a gentle whisper she sways; removing
Her blue negligee; sliding from velvet beauty
Fortuned be the waiting floor; soft silhouette
Kissing, her silk breast; the warmth; her love.


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She bathes

From the well the soft water
she pours on mine flesh,
slowly
I feel the cool

And her warm hands ‘pon 
my flesh 
awash with glycerin, 
cause the thrust of words,
my  plea;

come in !

Yesss,
our flesh caused slide
and tender feel
until the rupture of love
caused sleep
on dry leaf 

                                                         


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Secret Temptation

I'm so Tempted
Tempted to be with you
I'm so Tempted
Knowing there is nothing I can do
I'm so Tempted
Yet, Temptation is not leaving me alone
Temptation has been around since you were gone
Temptation was never my thing but I think it is time I want you back
I remember your sexy smile with your best looks in black
Baby, I had to let you go and you know you can't blame me for that
But, How about a single romance with no blames, let's call it a bonus night
Only If you knew what is going through my lonely mind
You will see lots of changes, mind is so dirty that will make you go blind
It kills me to know that even for one second me and you can never make it again
So I'm keeping my secret temptation deep inside my fantasias brain


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Her Arrival, Herself


She arrived.
Meet her,
Boiled egg, naked smoothness white
Like marble, reliable and strong.
O svelte composure of demureness,
Burst and strut through
In the last quarter of the year
To us.
Border line, rain and sun
In battle, drench an already saturated earth
With querulous mingle.
And I am not earth bitterly
To harvest warm dimpled kisses.
Should I dare,
Descriptory massage,
Almond rounding of your eyes
Received and stored in a lid
Lubricated with tears, and contained. Those eyes
Belong to stellar-clad skies
Scudding pedagogically for the Magi,
Myself, they move, and I learn
A lovely pencil of nose, yours,
Yet domicled above lips
Unselfish to reveal snow-white melons
An opening of fresh rose bud,
With the fragrance raw.


The gait is contagious
Not to me. But I wish
I could see disrobed her figure eight
That would never be mine.

The soft breakables of the valley
Would be adored to wetness and excitement,
Fantastic, incited not by me
Who cannot enter that palace
Preserved in the garden
Of her thighs.


for Chiugo, my elder brother's wife.
(c) Onyebuchi, 2011.


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'In The Heat of The Night'

‘In The Heat of The Night’

The night is sultry and the languid breeze
Smells of sticky sweet Jasmine
As it clings to each salty bead of sweat
Dripping…
                 Dripping…
                                  Dripping…
From your brow, onto my breasts.
Waves break in the distance 
Echoing each tangled arch
And the sea, the warm, wet, surgent sea

Cools in a steaming mist against our feet…
Ebbing…Flowing…Ebbing…Flowing…
Stirring molten love’s embrace
Like ‘Dante’s Inferno’… 

Until the flaming, unbridled, night is stolen--
By the rays of the morning light.

deborahburch©
07/24/2012   


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Because Of You

                                          Long flowing dark hair...
                                  Shoulders that spill down arms...
                         A sweet neck that glides down a warm chest...
                        A sexy stomach that reaches thighs soft as silk...
                       And legs that can wrap around its prey with ease...
                 All drawn in by the scent of a women that humbles a man...
                             The beauty of a lady is the hair of Samson...
                         Makes us climb mountains that once we wouldn't...
                          And write poetry of love because now we could...

                                                       Michael
                                                            to
                                                       Rosanna


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How Can I Thank You

How can I thank you?
For saving me
For giving me hope
For loving me

You came into my life
When I needed you most 
When I needed to be loved
You allowed me to dream

You made me feel special
You made me feel handsome
You made me feel desireable
You made me feel alive

Now that you've left
I know there's someone waiting
Someone that will hold my hand
Someone that will love me forever

~Rick Berry


 


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I'll Take The Tall, Dark and Handsome, Oh, I Mean Coffee, To

She looked shyly at him from behind her menu
His eyes were a baby blue that sent chills
Through her whole body; she could melt right here 
And have that waitress he’s talking to mop her up
Typical Barbie doll type with an pretentiously
Effervescent personality that makes you want to 
Roll your eyes and scoff--The environment they 
Were in was a hustle and bustle type of place 
Where time waits for no man...as soon as people
Were done eating, they were cleared out and 
Another party was ushered in

“It is essential to business that you eat,
Order and then leave.” The Barbie Doll waitress’ 
Nasal twang only served as a catalyst for 
Her frustration--She kept peering over her 
Menu at the Adonis that kept her enraptured
“Well Honey, what’s it gonna be?”
Barbie’s voice oozed of impatience
Not taking her eyes off The Gorgeous One,
She replied softly, “I need more time.”
Barbie’s demeanor escalated from 
Impatience to hysterical--“More time! 
Honey, you gotta order, or you gotta go!” 
As the hand went to the waist
And the hip thrusted out.

Now she had enough of this witch and her
Attitude---Why couldn’t she just go somewhere
Nice to eat and be able to enjoy the view?
“No, I don’t gotta go---You do! She exclaimed
As she stood up, knocking her bag to the floor; 
Menu flailing back and forth
You are SO nasty, why would I want to eat
Here? You probably SPIT in the food!”
The waitress stood back, aghast
What evolved next was most of the patrons
Getting up and leaving; unpaid checks and
Half-eaten plates the fallout of this outburst
The owner, who tried to assure people there was
No saliva in the food, bellowed for the waitress
To get into his office while the rest of the staff
Scurried around trying to recover from the 
Losses they incurred

As she took a deep breath, picked up her
Bag and her dignity, The Gorgeous One 
Came from behind, put his arm around her
And smiled
“That was the greatest thing I ever saw,
He said as his eyes shone intensely on her
What’s your number?” And she felt like a
Rocket flying to the Moon
Elation to go.........with a side order of
Breathless


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Porn No More

I've watched the war from behind closed doors;
Eyes too glued to close.
And now knowing what's in store, there's porn no more.
God's love is the only hope we know.
We are forgiven because of the love that is Jesus.
We are saved because of the love that is Jesus.
We give our lives to the Father for we are His children and He loves us.
We are loved!
No matter what we've done, we are loved!
Confess and ask for forgiveness;
This is such a beautiful gift!
Thank You God!
Thank You Jesus!
You forgive me!
You save me!
You change me!
I am changed!
I am new!
I am renewed!
I am forgiven!
I am saved!
I am changed!
There's porn no more
For God's hope is in store!
There's porn no more
For God's love is the hope of the world!


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Casualties of Love

Casualties of Love
Check the victims report
Broken hearts, pain, ice cold
Check the newswire
Filled with heartbreak, desire
Walk away, never look back
That’s how it’s done, no emotion
Don’t forget to look in the mirror
It’s a reflection of your life


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FINGERTIPS - Poet Destroyer-

Fingertips - Michael J, Falotico -
Written by: ¥ Destroyer ¥ Poet

FINGERTIPS  (( collaboration MICHAEL J. FALOTICO ))

 
by~ MICHAEL J. FALOTICO

I reach in the dark with my hands stretched out the window.. 
My fingertips feel your vibe as the breeze that carries you starts to grow..
I close my eyes so tight and can almost feel your breathe.. 
Only way to hold you without taking a step.. 
With my mouth wide open I can taste your kiss.. 
What I can't see or touch is left in my head to miss.. 
Certain nights can almost feel the sensation of your tummy,
being shaking in pleasure.
The warm salty taste that forever is my treasure...


by~ P.D:

Finally! I feel your breath, I got you all to myself.
Some how thousands of miles feel only a square foot away.
Imagining you in arms distance comes with a tasty delight.
Please my darling rest your weary head on my legs!
Slowly massage your  fingertips upon my shoulders. 
In hopes that I may give you more to explore.
I surrender and value your gentleness ~ wanting more.
I want to feel you with my eyes close'
Gliding your fingertips with a touch only I desire; 
Your tenderness ignites me with an eternal fire. 
Greedily we will feel not wasting a single thought, 
including deep breaths~ you nor I cannot stop. 
Switching and opening the kisses you treasure!



A Collaboration with * Poet Destroyer

~MY COLLABORATION CONTEST~ 


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A Departing Memory

I know you.
Candles lit, incense fuming,
You like it when I bite your neck, just hard enough.
Blankets thrown about the room
So recklessly, they refold themselves.

And we roll down a hill together,
Kissing the leaves, tickling with our eyes,
Laughing with our hearts.
"You'll just leave me for the next girl you find."
"Yes," I say. Because only
Nothing
Lasts forever.
And it spills through the cracks in your hands
The moment you grasp it.
Like water from a stone.
She bites my neck
Drawing lines of ecstasy down my back with her fingernails
Spilling into me, fighting my words.
"I leave when the sun sets."




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That Very Kiss

You walk down the hall, your head feels light and airy. 
Your smiling and you’re not sure why. 
Then it comes to you, your love your life your all is waiting for you.
You run to the arms of your lover. 
You can’t help but feel the electricity run through your body. 
Your breath gets short and your lungs feel heavy.
You entangle your lives, your heart, your energy and your souls. 
That moment, that picture perfect moment when your heart races away from you. 
That very moment will be etched in our eyes and minds forever and always. 
This feeling is the feeling of a thousand lives. 
Many years you wonder if this is the one, the real deal the Twin Soul of life’s lessons. 
 In that moment, you know this is it. 
How can it be anything other? 
When your soul tells you with emotions never felt before, you listen. 
This is a love I’ve never felt, in all my years my lifetimes and trials.
 I now embrace in the one I love and can say with all my hearts true love.
 I Look forward to building a future and a legacy with the one meant to walk the path 
with me. All this from that very kiss.


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Sleep

Darling, you sleep
Close your eyes
Let me hold you
Caress your skin
Kiss your lips

Fall asleep in my arms
Let me watch over you
Protect you, hold you
Feel the warmth of my skin
Pressed against yours

Feel the warmth of my breath
As I kiss your lips
Darling, you sleep
Close your eyes
I Love You

~Rick Berry


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When I Sleep

When I sleep
I dream of your kiss

I imagine your body against mine
I imagine your skin touching mine
I can feel it. I can sense it
I feel the pressure of your lips
Your tongue gently touches mine
I taste the sweetness
I inhale an unmistakable scent
It is the scent of your body 
It inflames my passion
I open my eyes, expecting to see you
I want to touch your soft skin
Only to discover, I am dreaming

~Rick Berry


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Unfinished

(for all poets who cannot stop revising)

I am not finished
I am never finished
In the poet’s head
I am kneaded indefinitely

I am not finished
often typed
put in writing
spread imaginary
I am always one step
ahead of the poet

I am never finished
forever young
because the poet
smooths my wrinkles
forever and ever

But am I finished
when the poet is finished?
Or do I get a legal guardian 
and an unwrinkled future?


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Dreams Of Fallen Idols (An Unpublished Thank You and Ode To Walt Whitman)Pt2

The answer has been my motivation,
keeping me awake through the night,
keeping me in love with my passion,
the language of my forefathers,
The answer has been given, inspiring
those before and after his own words,
Yet it rests clear as day in one
of Uncle Walt's most prized pieces,

The answer is my reason for choosing 
to be any and all that I am,
The answer is the most beautiful
phrase known to my amateur ears,
The answer, I say, as he comforts me,
as I begin to tear up from his guidance,
"To contribute a verse"
"To contribute a verse!"

I answer proudly to  my most revered teacher,
And as if new sight has been given to me,
wiping eyes, I make a promise to my fallen idols,
Saying with the fury of fire in my follicles
"To contribute a verse, and by a child's love,
a man's honor, a student's respect, and a writer's creed,
I intend to...I must...
I shall...I promise..."

With new confidence I am child and man,
With new hope I am afraid and fearless
A child of my ancestors, a man of my word,
Afraid of failure, yet fearless on my journey,
An impossible journey that ends at death,
For death decides if my promise is protected,
Waking to see the world as a blank page, 
I will blindly find my way to immortality,

Not for glory, not for honor,
Not for praise, nor for fame,
Merely for a promise to yesterday,
and a responsibility to tomorrow,
With hope, I walk toward the unknown,
unafraid of the outcome of my travels,
With intentions of contributing a verse,
and  more importantly, finding myself ,
within my own words...


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Fire Horse

Cast thy stone, like a fire climbing a tree, highly strung, its fuel you need, powerful, can carry a heavy load, no question, a Fire Horse you be! Inconsistent by nature, procrastinate but not in love, your alluring beauty defined by a coat, to cover with lust and a heart of gold, fire burning inside, unbridled and afloat. Motivated by a strength of will, like the painter, color shining, to create a picture from canvas, it comes alive, the masterpiece is never blinding. Fire Horse, free-willed, extraordinary, an independent soul, sometimes forgetful are you, your loathe of waste, drives you arbitrarily, unwinding beauty, unenvious, you're never ice blue. Oh ye Fire Horse, searing smoke in isle atoll, galloping across the sea of life, fire heating the shore, flames of love rising, burning within your soul, a tsunami of devotion, your mane ablaze evermore!


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Love and Destiny

Sometimes I close my eyes and smile
I try to imagine what you will look like
I try to imagine how it will feel to hold you
With my eyes closed, I see your smile
Patiently I wait. Your love is my destiny
I know that we're close. Watch for me. 
Listen to every sound, especially voices
Pay attention to scent, you will smell me
Look into the eyes of strangers
You will find me. I'm already inside you
I already love you. I always have

~Rick Berry


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When I See You

When I see you
I’m calm
I’m breathless 
I’m tranquil

When I see you
I’m crazed
I’m wanton
I’m impassioned

When I see you
I want to touch
I want to taste
I want to love

~Rick Berry


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Where The Next Dollar Will Come From

I'm worried where the next dollar will come from.
Will she ever arrive?
Will she ever show up?
But why am I worrying?
Stop it!
It's all in God's Great Hands!
It's all under God's control!
It's all within His plans!
It's all His
And He will provide
Because He is our Father!
He loves us!
It's all His!
Trust Him!
I know it's difficult;
He will not lead you wrong.
He knows where you need to go.
He knows what you need to endure.
It's all His plan.
It's all in His Hands!
Lay down your life;
Give the control.
He is in control!
Thank You Father!
Trust Him!
It will all be okay!
Trust Him!
Thank You God!
Thank You Jesus!
Thank You Holy Spirit!
I love You always!
I trust You always!
I trust You!
I trust You!
Yes, yes I do!
I trust You!
I love You!
Amen!


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Somber Tears

As the sun sets
and the twilight comes out,
as the birds and squrriels are no where in sight.

As the whores and pimps sit on street corners,
waiting for street lights to turn from green to red.
As cadillacs stop and roll their windows down.

I can her the faint cry deep in the darkness,
of dirty gutters and dark, dead end alleyways,
I hear the faint tears fall and hit concrete pavement.

I feel the faint cries of whores,
I hear the sound of backhand hitting face
and brused tissue and broken noses are everywhere.

And the somber tears fall onto pillow cases,
and white motel bedsheets run red with blood
and cheap Italian wine.

And you can her the poet over the radio,
reading his own work for the one millionth time
and you can hear his soul slowly wanting to die.

He drowns himself in smoke and alcohol
the whore takes her pay, or spends a night in a jail cell,
the pimp nowhere to be found,
with a shiny blade stuck deep in his gut.

And the somber tears fall gently on the concrete pavement,
the floors of a jail cell,
tears on the pillow case and tears on a lonesome stage.

Tears never present, but are seen by many,
pain aches and pain takes away,
and I pour one more drink for the whore.

She takes me away,
and I caught her salty, somber tear,
and she crawled into my warm embrace.

I was the one who stuck the blade in the gut of that pimp,
who broke her nose and made her bleed,
with a cowardess and souless backhand.

I walk into the moonlight,
hearing the somber tears all around me,
crash violently to the concrete pavement.

The Earth rumbles and erupts with these tears,
that are shead for fellow Men, and Women and Children,
but we all look at ourselves and smile.

Happy we don't pay rent,
happy we don't have cancer,
happy we aren't six feet under;

But we still all cry,
Why?
Somber tears all fall in one big wave

crashing violently on the concrete pavement.
Now the red light turns green,
and the traffic moves along,
the whore is still at her corner,
the pimp still with the blade in his gut.


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Eternally Alive

golden tendrils light the way,
glisten against the gate open wide,
out pour the angels, into the galaxy,
speeding along on celestial tide,
search for souls, some coming alive,
search for souls, recently died

those coming alive, confused, cry,
remember no past, trapped in new life,
unsure the future, how long it will last,
comes an angel to watch over and protect,
to remain and comfort until last breath,
then to guide a worthy soul
into the loving light of eternal life

those recently died, conscience stricken,
scream with fear, have no past,
trapped in everlasting night,
an angel, long departed, returns
to give testimonial, of one,
who cared more for life,
than the warmth and comfort of the light,
will now guide an unworthy soul,
into eternal blackness and never ending night

golden tendrils light the way,
the gate, gently sways, then closes all the way,
the angels return into the realm of God's eye,
souls eternally alive


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Statement

The winter is balancing
on tense ropes.
I cant and I am getting older,
To years of sharpness I owe
My pulse's rhyme,
My blood's red.
In a world's thunder
I tasted the salt
-my memory's trail-
Suddenly alone I begun,
Inexcusably alone I march
Serving the sentence of my freedom.
Few tears
Few patience
With empty hands
I am grooving the rock of a Fate
Fighting
-a masterpiece of stone and silence-
And I pray
In a sun beamy 
To shed light and fire on my worn mask.
If the sum of my life 
Reaches the infinity,
Proliferous by expextations divine
Divided by each wave I dared to dash
And extended to the choice of a breath,
I will be human between humans
Counting the numbers of my steps,
Loud and steady,
I will lead my soul outside,
To the open air.


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Secrets Men Share About Women

I will tell you deep dark secrets
That only men share
In private conversations
Where no flower is allowed
To bloom

A woman can be like a video game
Rejuvenating
Makes us feel like boys again
Yet we sweat and toil 
Huff and puff
A man’s work 
Dedicated to scoring points
Until we hear her 
Piercing 
Wailing
Bell

A woman can be like a  lawnmower
Fill her up 
With the sweetest oil
Grasp that fragrant hair
Tightly in hand
Pull her forward
In a rough yet tender way
Until a lingering kiss 
Ignites her motor
Rewards us with
Those powerful 
Tremors
And
Vibrations
Lets us know
“Job well done.”

A woman can be like a roller coaster
Ride her up
Then 
Ride her down
Wild excitement 
And
Abject fear
The perverse delight in
Wondering if we will 
Survive
The  perilous journey 
Or be
Thrown 
From the track
Destroyed

And my woman
My love 
Who 
Washes me  in her
Most private
Perfume sins
Who
Whispers obscene 
Confessions
In harsh gasps
Hot breath bullets 
That shatter my brain
Who 
Is a living contradiction
Both
Tyrant 
and
Socialist 
Bringing obedient 
Albeit
Willing
Slaves
To share our love
Primal desires unleashed
In communal ways
That would  have made 
Karl Marx 
Renounce his creed

My woman can be like a fountain
A watery refuge from 
The steamy oppressive night
Hit the right switch
And she’s a squirting delight
Close your eyes
Listen
And you can almost hear
Dancing music 
Synchronized to 
The contractions and expansions 
Of her gushing love
Resuscitates your 
Weary body
Heals your tormented soul
Bathes you in the 
Spring 
Of 
All that is good
All that has any meaning 
In this
Life

 


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Romeo and Juliet (Our Story)Pt 1

Heavens smiled upon my being
at the tender age of ten and four years,
For the elation her beauty projected
through my blind eyes reborn sight,
Thus by such a miracle the eyes of mine
decreed that she and she alone was beauty,
For within her smile, upon her lips, and
more so within her soul, she declared me,
and me alone to hence forth be invited to
dwell in her heart by the name of Romeo,

Our affair, though innocent, became fueled
 with the intense desire of a hell flame, yet,
was equated with the youth and innocence of
a rosebud, and as a rosebud, bloomed to display
the enchantingly enticing emotion of love,
Creating scenes of romance that neither Shakespeare
nor any other poet could express with diction,
Thus, as I write of reminiscence, with words
that woo my will of wonder, despite the beauty
within such words, I degrade by virtue of degrading,
the true scenes of romance born between 
myself and my love within those moments

Thus the scene remained as such, until that day,
That wretched, unbearably cruel day of reality,
in which my Juliet was forced to depart from
the shelter of my affection, by the will of the parents
that created her for me, moved to a new life, a better life,
for new work and more gold, miles and miles and miles
away from the comfort of a love perfect by definition,
Bidding farewell broke my spirits, my heart, but never
my emotion and affection for my fair Juliet, thus I declared,
forever and forever and forever again I shall remain her Romeo,


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Autumns cool

“Oh;
the return of crisp”,
so poetically she hinted

Yes,
her smile was bright
yes,
her chemise was softly
lucent
divulging the vivid beneath


So I braved the return of 
Autumns cool
and her breathtaking display,
and covered the brilliant her;
with my coat


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Never Before

Never before
Have I been moved
Emotionally ravaged
Loved so intensely
Penetrated so deeply
Invaded to my core
My heart pounds
Strangers turn and stare
I cannot contain it
The explosive power
The force of love
Consider this
I surrender!
I surrender!
I waive a red flag
I surrender!
Take my heart
I surrender!
Take the key
I surrender!
You are my love
You are my soul mate

By Rick Berry


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Love: The Bodies Mutiny

Love and romance
Emotions, they soar
Time stands still
Like a frozen fire
Passion, it erupts
The bodies mutiny
Raging, I touch you
Life cells rearrange
Carnage, rebirth
Wild and uncontrolled
The soul is awakened
Desire mounts, waiting
The heart begins to sing
It is a beautiful song
It is the song of love

~Rick Berry


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Yakar da Oldurur

Duzenin girdabinda
Kurulan yeni duzenler
Oyun icinde oyun kuranlar

Her aninda gunun yazda oyna
Her oyunda yonet  inani 
Gelecek yazilmis tohum ellerinde

O eller yakar da oldurur
Oyunu oynamak icin  kuralina
O eller hep ellerimizde biz istedikce
Yakar yikar  dostlarini  sessizce
O eller  kavurur yarinlari sen dur demedikce

Duzenin girdabinda koca bir cop yigini 
Oyunu oynayanlar ve oynatanlar kul yigini
Umit edersin  kufte  yasam gelecege tohum dusecek




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You Bamboozle Me

I am an abomination
Worthy of your scorn
There can be no affection for one such as I
I will never know your passion
I am left yearning
I struggle to hold onto the possibility of us
My attempt is but a foolish dream
Still I cherish the sound of your voice
I value this bambooziling relationship
The flame of you is engraved on my heart
I taste your scent on my lips
I long for your tender touch
My inner soul crys out
If I receive but one kiss, my heart will fully bloom

Dictionary fun...#1... Dililah's Words  Poetry contest


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Beyond The Distance And The Days

Our love grows stronger,
Even beyond the distance,
Even beyond the days.
I know you're with me always
And I'm always with you;
In God together we're together forever
And physically we'll be together forever soon.


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OH, HOW I'D LOVE TO

Oh, how I would love that, starting today, you would become my skin
So that I could take you places where I have never been.
We would ride from rose to rose, our souls floating in the wind,
And when the time to rest comes, I would lie on your chest,
And we would meet again underneath this same strange sky.

And through a long, long kiss,
A kiss as long as your body,
I would realize that not even a dream
Could have been more tender.

Oh, how I would love to be perfumed by your breath,
And to know that there will be no parting,
That parting that makes us leave each other at a certain time,
Since people think that Love requires a moon
To allow its honey to run freely through our hearts.

And through a long, long kiss,
A kiss as long as your body,
I would realize that not even a dream
Could have been more tender.

Oh, how I would love to turn you into my guitar,
So I could hug you freely and make my poem out of you
And have your loving words become the caresses of my night,
So that the breaking dawn would compete against our light.

And through a long, long kiss,
A kiss as long as your body,
I would realize that it’s no dream,
And I would tell you that I love you.

© Karina Galvez


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Plastic little princess

Dizzy, senseless
Drugged, she’s a princess.
Altering the world
In a white bruised dress.
Darling, smile for the camera
You’re their super nova.
A beautiful hazard
painted like plastic
made in china.          
Dazzled tiara,
 on pale burnt skin
flawless and destroyed
 she’s the perfect little sin
wrapped in pretty little lies
devouring her within
used, damaged
torn, she’s a doll
ruling the world
on a white bruised wall
Darling, smile for them all
You’re their little star
Burning, and burning untill you fall.


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Skin Deep

If I could dream
for anything
I would dream of Peace, Love
and Unity
for all Bloods & Crips
all gangs, are in need of a change
for you represent such ignorance
and scrutiny 
Difference in colors worn
Sides in which you were born
are truly all that divides
when the two opposing sides
collide
and it makes no sense
for we all Bleed
Blue turned Red
Blood Inside
And a future generation
is hard to provide
when death, is like your shadow
creepin' up by your side
and drive-by shootings happen
each late night, outside
where running seems the only option
to know
for no places to hide
no defense for your demise
for a difference in colors worn
and what side in which you were born
is truly all that divides
when these two sides collide
and it makes no sense to me
for we all Bleed
Blue turned Red
Blood Inside


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Beautiful Ballerina's

Ladies night out as not a man to be found...
Sparkling attire adorned their, diamonds in lace
Pink champagne red lip sage; this tenderloins place 
Beauty dancing atop the bare made stage; silk swans
Silver lights embracing swirling heights; ivory tides sighs
Softened cries of Asia, cuisine; joy aneath her African queen
Lovely Senorita's in caramels caressing, their European dreams.




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Tango Serenade

Her red dress
Flowing in the air
Like flames
It burns,
Her wide hazel eyes
Sharply looks,
Her Brown tall curls
Dance
Whenever she turns around
and makes a loud sound
with her high healed black sandals,
Her thick red lips
softly sings.


He passionately plays his violin,
His stick goes back and forth
on its strings,
His arm quickly moves,
His deep black eyes
directly stares at her;
tracing every movement
waiting every reaction.


She feels she wants more,
She can move more,
dance more,
He provides her with energy;
His eyes, his smile,
His music controles
every movement she makes,
every sound she utters.


His stick,
His magnetic force,
His creative powers
invites her to life
He is a magician!


She can dance forever,
look at his face forever,
hear his music forever,
love him forever.

Now,

He owns the world.


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Loves Sweet Desires

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Out of nowhere her lovely beauty, suddenly, filling my thoughts ~

As chimeful bells beginning their rising within my heart; echoes...

A love it seems I have held before; stirring my spirit in coals of fire

Smoldering these flames wishing to ignite; with just one touch of her

Words for now that mesmerize; something deeper; much deeper inside ~

The way she whispers so sweetly; softly caressing my thighs...

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...”Loves Sweet Desires” *


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Lost Words

Speak the words that I so long to say.
They explode in a rush, my words fly away .
I left behind my previous worlds
I try to express to her, there is no words.
I look at that smile and her eyes don’t lie.
They dig in so deep I begin to cry.
Emotions run high like a million galaxy’s away.
She is my everything, my all that brightens the day.
When I go to bed and I lay there at night.
I feel her love and then grip it tight.
I drift of to sleep with her in my bed.
I know  I’ll be dreaming she’s all over my head.
I welcome these new feeling and let them show.
I promise you this I will never let you go.


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My days and my nights -- translation from my Arabic poem

This is a lousy translation of my just-as-lousy first attempt at writing poems in Arabic. I've only been learning Arabic for a year and a half, so there goes the cliches; the sentiment is genuine and heartfelt though. It was too painful to say the things I want to say in English...so I turned to Arabic. It's also a lot more concise in Arabic. 


You came back to me, in my dreams

On the day that

My eyes first knew you

O, how I wish it was today!

O, how I wish to return to that day!

 

My hand remembers you

My heart remembers you

You are in everything I see

The tree under her we sat

The cat that ran between our legs

 

Once, once, once…

Once you were with me

O I do not forget my days and nights –

A month like a year;

A night like an hour.

I cannot — I cannot!

I cannot forget my days and nights (with you)


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Laughter is Indeed the Best Medicine On Hand

A day’s of hard work,
and serious issues to handle,
though some hiccups may arise,
in order to erase these hiccups,
we need to have some fun,
and laughter is only the best medicine,
to cure on these hiccups hands on,
for this, 
we may not travel afar,
just take a look at Indian politics,
quite laughable as it is,
wherein a number of issues,
had come to the forefront,
mostly related to the cap on cylinders,
and the FDI in retail,
wherein a number of politicians,
cast a number of political ambitions,
of becoming the National leader of our Motherland,
but have no concern for the citizens,
living in here,
wherein the bridge between the poor and the rich,
gets wider and wider,
it is not the pursuit of political ambitions, 
which the citizens want in here,
it is the solutions to various problems,
which they want,
and as such there is no politician,
as fit enough for this purpose,
are they really fit enough,
is the question and as laughable as it is,
it is time for the younger generations,
to take the plunge into politics,
wherein they need to cast over their fear,
and political apprehensions, 
and save their dear Motherland India,
from all troubles,
and to make their Motherland into a Paradise!!


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Love is Blind

I told you “I love you” everyday,
I’d whisper every attractive thing about you,
Gently by the side of your ear.
Serenaded you while you dreamed
Called out to you when I passed you in the streets
I’d cry out your name
When I awoke in the middle of the dark…
Yet you’ll never know 
How much it would mean to me 
If only you could hear me 
And let me tell you “I love you”
I know you won’t…
But it’s true
I love you
I know you do to…
Even though I can’t see you… 

My heart speaks louder than my words
As my touch see’s what the world can not
And what I still cannot see with this,
You show me the rest…
And that’s what I love best.
To see the smile
I am not blessed to see
To see your tears
Even when they aren’t shown to me
But thankfully I do see…
& you are beautiful to me,
In my dreams.
With you dark green eyes…
Fairly tanned skin, 
& freckles that line your face…
Gentle yet elegant hands
Ones that dance with the piano
What I wouldn’t give to be able to see you
 Out of the boarder lines of my dreams…

I told you I love you everyday…
But you could never hear 
Those words I desperately need to say
If only you could hear me…
And let me admire your face…
Watch me love you…
 


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Eyes

Looking into your eyes
I have a passage
I can see your heart
I can feel your soul

Looking into your eyes
I hear music 
Your eyes sing loudly
It's a beautiful song

Looking into your eyes
I see beauty
I see kindness
I feel awakened


By Rick Berry 


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I Love All You Believers Number Two

Turn round, turn round
And face your fears
Turn round see who you really are
Turn round and follow the compass rose
Turn round and see the Lord
He was there all the time
But I couldn’t see
Immersed in all that dark stuff
Turn round and see
The opposite of dark is light
But there is no reason to live in shadows
When the light of the Lord shines 
Shine, on, shine on believers all to see
Shine on me, oh light of the Lord
Shine on me, and that’s why
I love all you who believe.
 



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Lovestruck Ladies

I always knew how Marcella loved it when other girls amid passions wished her love
But what she nor the other ladies didn't know is that tonight, lovely Nina had a plan
Being the beautiful sex craved lesbian that she truly is, this was her heart's chance...
Naked for all eyes to behold her goddess given body she strolled unto the fireplace
Bending slowly her hourglass glistening she began to suck deeply, Erika's breast
Noticing now many of the other women touching themselves Nina made her move
Gently laying Erika back atop the shag she perched above her face and spread wide
Her thighs while burying her thick tongue as far as she could, into Marcella's moist
Quivering, heart shaped glass; screaming then collapsing calling out, baby, baby...
Spinning slowly around and sliding down; bare became the room; a breathless hush
As Nina beckoned unto Jasmine with her mesmerizing smile; piercing eyes crawling
To her side and soon they all; sunrise sunset, moans their cry's; cream, coffee sighs.


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Queen of Beauty

With her darkened gaze filled with deepness
Under that curly hair of black ceases
A smile, as staggering, everlasting and pure
As she settles on a chair,
She crosses her legs and stretches out her arms on them
The curved line of muscles, so even so flawless
Which descends down to her chest 
As broadened and extending 
With breasts she tries to hide them 
With her protruding scarf 
As she pulls back her hair
Covering it with a long black veil 
And stands up
As less confident she grows 
Day by day
Era escaping time
Going back to home, she escaping into her portal 
And changes her clothes,
Up close, her tight- sleeveless shirt reveals 
As waist not as perfect, fat protruding from her skirt
Stretch marks appearing beneath her stomach 
She hates herself, the way she looks
She watches all the shallow figures
All the pretty girls and their boys
Boys lifting girls in their arms
When?
Will the time come?
To get lifted by one? 
A Queen of Beauty she will become
Her friend once told her, her mother had said that 
She blushes with excitement but once again
Scatters with overwhelming sorrow
“Will I ever become The Queen of Beauty?” 
She clings to false hopes
And wonders,
Will she survive? 
Have she truly lived her life?
A sigh mixed with desperation and helplessness
Causes her to continue each day with the same thought
“ A Queen of Beauty, I will never become….”


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In This Our Love

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As I Close My Eyes ~ 

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To Draw You Near...

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Your Fragrance Amid My Lips

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Your Beauty, Upon My Tongue 

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Bathing, In Your Ecstasy...

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

While Melting, Into Your Cream *

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“Twined, In This *Our Love” ~


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One Spark To Burn My Forest Down.

Cinder snaps
Lightning wings
You are this
and many things
Wrapping print
paper ink
Caught amongst
the lines, I think
Pomp and light
Candle wane
On the verge
but always sane
Liquid sugar
Sweet intake
Watching ripples
in your wake
Rainbow glow
Air to touch
Catch my ears
It's just too much
Marble mind
Cinder skin
Wishing you 
would let me in...


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Cheers Love

cheers to us and the many places we have been
here is to us the lions relaxing in their dens
three cheers for the memories our lives will never be the same
one thing to remember we have only ourselves to blame
as we toasted a small want filtered out through my face
I again didn't surface untill that want became fate
possabilities begain to surface as my concious ran vain
I once again wanted to reclaim you for my mate
my emotions hurtfully started a small pain in my side
I felt my thoughts were thrashed about openly 
caught outside of my mind, played upon surgicaly
so they matched the pain in my side, the ones I was trying to hide
so heres a toast to approaching this openly getting caught in the tide
I feel so mischievious again wanting to be your bride


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Her petite impression

Modestly,
the indulger of write
inch by inch
with detail 
augments her veneer...

Supple,
pliant,
and lastingly emerald

Upon the table
his pen and slip
conditionally rest

Upon the bed;

her petite impression, 
his galvanizing kiss







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RSVP

I write with trepidation,
Remembering the words 
Sealed waxen with passion,
The pen trembles in my palm,
Again I feel faint with desire,
My declarations are wanton,
Although I dare not reveal 
Such blatant thoughts!
My breath is deep 
Likened to your words,
Although I hold no education,
Of passion and love I have 
Much knowledge.
This verse is my open heart
Each letter a declaration 
Of love’s intentions
Sent on a wish of 
Perfumed aspirations
Sealed diligently 
With a pious vow
Your muse to
Write as you will..


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It Happens In An Instant

It happens in an instant
There’s barely time to react
It’s like a bolt of lightning
Rolling thunder, sunlight
Silently screaming your fate 
It’s sent from the heavens
There’s nowhere to run
Nowhere to hide
It slices through your body
You feel paralyzed, ecstasy 
Everything moves quickly
In slow motion, your pulse quickens
You stare with your eyes closed
It’s a kaleidoscope
Vivid colors, mainly black and white
Your entire life flashes before you
Like a silent movie, it speaks loudly
Like a bolt, it penetrates
You never had a chance
You’re in love

~Rick Berry


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How I Met You

First, a sequence of footsteps disguised as coincidence.
A smile to hook at eleven, a line to sink at twelve
A style, all the while, caught leaning in the background.
Words, flowing like they’ve been there all along
Dropping us, down another level in their elevator 
Further down the rabbit hole.
I become your mechanism
Heeding your every nerve,
Every tiny rhythmic stir. 
You sing as I tune you.

At last, the bottom falls out and we’re flying, passing
Between each open idea, dipping
Inside your emotional crevices, tracing
Each curve in your wings- 
Color spiraling outward,
Out of control

We crash land by the ocean
Peeking from the rubble. 

Though our eyes are all that is left- seeds
Aligned and blooming toward the sun.
Time slows.

And the clock waits outside
As our sandcastle, balanced perfectly on this single fleeting moment
Breaks against the morning tide.
And the night disappears back into footsteps
Just to age in a museum of art never captured.


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I'm Learning

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Entry For Nancy Jones
7 tile Scrabble Contest 
G.L. All


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Love, Lust, and Longing

                                                          

Her raven hair captures a delicate scent of spice.
Love radiates from dark brown disks of passion.

Enigmatic eyes speak about his soul.
Those sensuous lips are the answer to her passion.

She has lips of precise refinement.
Grace befalls every movement of a blessed body.

His smile can drive a woman across the globe.
Caring words are the engine of her strength.

Tears and laughter spring forth unrestricted.
Emotions freely spill in search of bonds.

Desires tantalize her neglected skin.
To be the recipient of her gentle touch brings joy.
Innocent love springs from their union.

When love reaches the epitome of eternity,
the longing he has felt will soon be over.
A new love  the world will soon discover.

      Co-written by Smriti Jha and Wayne Hill


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Naked Embrace

Naked, embrace
Entwined, as one
Two hearts, beating in time
One rhythm


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In Your Arms

I don't know why I can't stop thinking of you.

I know you don't like me, at least I don't think you do.

I know that I like you.

And everytime I see you I want to jump in your arms!

I believe that you are the one for me.

i just wish that you knew how I felt i just wish i could tell you what you mean to me....


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Whatever You Say, Dear

It's Friday! And it’s “Girls’ Night Out"! His favorite dinner and wine we shared! We give each other a little bit space, at least, once every other week Any given night, always a special treat, we may choose to cuddle instead Whatever desires the other may have, each makes sure to prioritize That’s the routine in our love nest; it’s just how we sail this boat Dressed in stretched jeans; curves seemly more pronounced and I feel burning eyes upon me Yes, I know that look so very well, but tonight, that can’t go down To put him off, I attempt light conversation; to sort of change his unspoken suggestion I nonchalantly ask, “What game are you planning to watch, Love?" With a silent, hope, that craving eyes would deflect Deliberately, I avoid his intense stare, speaking loudly, a language I know too well Too late! In just two steps he’s all over me; and I melt like butter in the sun “Can’t you call? Say you’ll be a little late, hmm?” He whispers in my ear “No, Love, the last time I did that, we fell asleep, remember?” “Look, I’ll set the alarm, just one hour will do; I’m missing you already”. Like a kid, he begins to pout and guilt raps at my heart’s door Planting warm butterfly kisses the expanse of my neck Murmuring low, words he knows I love to hear And though I feign disinterest, persistent hands unrelenting “Will you call and tell her? Will you, or I’ll call if you like?” He may be unaware, though it’s hard to tell, as there are no secrets which I can maintain In my mind I’ve already begun to disrobe him; my favorite dance flats cast aside On the verge of giving in, I raise up my head to gaze those smoldering eyes In that instant, I’m captured; cornered, again His brilliant smile from lips so soft appears plastered on his chiseled face Fully aware he’s won like so many times before He picks up the phone, hits speed dial with one hand free; The other is wrapped snugly 'round my waist as I admire his one track mind “Hi Caitlin! Listen... …Yes, she’ll be late. Now, how'd you know?” And her laughter rings throughout cyber space as she's made a prudent guess “That’s fine, I just know!” She replied, still chuckling. “Ask her to call me before she leaves, will you?” “Oh sure! Whatever you say, dear.” ~*~
For: Francine's "Whatever You Say, Dear" Contest


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Power Of Love

"When the power of love
overcomes the love of life,
peace and contentment 
extend the hand of remembrance."


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Blind Faith

Author Note: Entry into Blind Faith Contest


At the end of days,
the earth displays its anger,
Clouds part,
heaven awaits,
choosing life,
I depart.


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Strong Women

A strong woman encompasses a certain vehemence for passion.
This type of desire is extremely mind-boggling and powerful.
This type of women is impossible to forget.

A passionate and incredibly        “Strong”        woman will leave him breathless
Many feeble and delicate           “Women”      try to please their man
They try their best to                “Make”          him feel the zeal, the craze, the lust
But a strong and                      “Amazing”       woman is what he really desires
For these types of                    “Lovers”          leave their man begging for more

By:  Natalie The Rogue Rhymer
For:  Harry’s Middle of the Road Contest


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The Strand

This expanse of land has seen things. 
Things all of us can only see in dreams.
It's seen war, it's gotten it's fair share of scars.
Bombs bursting, bullets throwing sand into the air like it's a volleyball tournament.
The sand running red with blood silently mocking our arteries.

This magnificent stretch of land has seen heroes' tears fall; dropping to their knees while sadness envelopes their fallen brothers but also looking up to their beloved whilst carrying a ring in their hand. 

It's seen bright days, the sun glimmering over wet sand, footprints of past loves being washed away as the sun smacks the horizon. 

This expanse of land...has seen things we can only imagine.

T.K


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if only i could

 
if only i could ... see
the wind as it soars flawlessly,
echoing off the forgotten faces 
smiles and frowns,
people long past and beyond.

if only i could  ... feel 
the unbridled serenity
of times of peace, not despair ... not  so, 
... I am afraid, for we

have been seduced into passivity, of non-joy,
our new ....        of man, a descent into an abyss 
where man walks tall into death 
and despair on the wings of endless surfaces on our hands and knees.

if only i could ... taste
the sweetness of unbridled elation
as a bird in passioned flight …
with the sun on my back ... a heated

breeze in my face ... of no more
if only i could, if
only i could, if only
i could - i would ... but alas, my time has passed.

the summer of my youth fades with the ticking clock
of memories and soon to be forgotten - trees, flowers, birds galore
no more.
i am in the fall of my times - pensive in thought - but actioned still

passionately in joy. finally i am myself within myself
a smile ...
i am with her, the sweet scent of honey suckled dearness
in my front – still.


© Charles H Keys, 2012.  All Rights Reserved


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Naive gesture

Such an irresistible naïve gesture
from
those sparkling
bed-room eyes

Yes
slowly
with a softness,
which even at a distance
I could feel;
the silk slip to the cold wooden floor
fell

Out came the ink
and the slip,
and they too, 
fell to,
the cold wooden floor


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LOVE AND THE PRUDENT MIND

LOVE AND THE PRUDENT MIND

How can passion nab a prudent mind
Heartless and unrelenting sorrow
Passion which
Haunts across seas 
Crazes uncharted through widow making mountains

Shadows its prey
day by day from scent of soap to toothpaste caps
Sleepless nights in strangers beds—The vows once took cannot be shed

How can love annex a prudent mind
     Diligently plodding through piles of work 
Jump between the lines and ink
like a rapist scare
to catch the victim unaware

Heartless and relentless sorrow
Years refine the passion fire
      Body aches for vanished scorching touches
Heartless and relentless sorrow
Like a bird she fled the skies
But longs in secret for the midnight flight return


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The Heart Always Wins

Love is the defining moment of ones life
Intense heat, emotional instability
Insanity that spreads through the body
Taking no prisoners, the heart races
It's an all out assault to gain control
The heart versus the brain
The heart always wins 

~Rick Berry


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WHAT EASTER MEANS TO ME- Passion and Death Of Christ

As modern Christians, we overlook
the meaning and purpose of Good Friday,
when Christ was crucified on a dreary day...
to bear our sins on His shoulder.


From the Via Dolorosa to distant Golgotha
too heavy and painful was the wooden cross
He carried through the streets of Jerusalem
as people spitted on Him and laughed; 
and with deep sadness and pity:
Jesus told the weeping women...
not to cry for him but for their children. 
And one of them wiped the blood off
His pale face with a soft cloth... 
to comfort Him in His final hours.


The mocking and laughter continued at the gate,
as Simon of Cyrene was ordered to carry the cross
to Calvary and before nine o' clock...
Jesus faced an excruciating crucifixion
by the Romans soldiers who had
the sharpest nails for his hands and feet;
and Jesus words loudly spoken in the Temple echoed again
in that afternoon getting cloudy and dark,
"Jerusalem, Jerusalem, who murdered 
the Prophets..." But the wickedness of the crowds
was too extreme to understand their despicable deed.


And there crucified as an impostor,
He cried out to His Father, " Eli, Eli...lama sabachthani?"
There was no answer...only a deadening silence had prevailed.
But Jesus trusting in Him whispered," Father, into your  
hands I commit my spirit." And in saying so He expired. 
Soon after there was a powerful earthquake strong enough to shake
the Temple's foundations...day became night
as everyone ran downhill so terrified.
The astonished centurion, witnessing the horrifying event,  
exclaimed," Surely He was the Son of God!"


Like good Christians, we must remember the long and agonizing hours
of Christ passion and death...oh, how precious 
was the divine blood He spilled to redeem us!
And as He was resurrected, so we'll be resurrected  by the trumpets!


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The Angel Who Never Knew

She was an angel
But she didn't know
Life was hers for the choosing
But she chose to let go

Her whole life before her 
But she didn't know
I saw her fall from heaven
The day she let go

She fell into
My broken arms
All of my charm
Only caused her harm

I cried the day
She went away
I close my eyes
See her angelic face

She didn't know
She could save
What does it matter
She went away

And I hold her name holy
As the ghost she now is
My only wish
Is she knew how to live

Life is so fragile
In the arms of an infant
Possibiltiies endless
Endlessly infinite

I remember how 
she could smile
Made shattered dreams
Seem worthwhile
I could do anything 
Under her gaze
It was me she saved
Then ended it all away

Why did she leave me
To figure it out alone
Why was she helpless?
Why was she cold?
Angel unknown
Please return to this presence
For reality without you
Is never as pleasant

The thought of her
Awesomer 
Than you can imagine
She kept me going
By reviving my dragon

Invision a world
Of no material
All in existence
Live in indecision
For no one knows
What they really want
They want a world
That's not enough

And then she returned
To carry in peace
Her healing touch 
reached inside me
I know she's there 
Though I can't see
I feel her halo
Watching over me
I feel diseased
Then it went away
In the same fashion
As she did one day

One day abruptly 
A realization
Was my life
Really worth saving
I'd trade for hers 
On any plane
Because an angels special
Until they're gone away


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Your Eyes

Looking into your eyes
I blushed, I turned away
I thought I had invaded your privacy
As though I was inside your body
I saw you naked, fully clothed
I saw past the facade, I was inside
It was beautiful, architecturally sound
The inner beauty was breathtaking
I hope you will invite me back

~Rick


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more than fascination

When I first met you 
you were so cute that
my brain just couldn't compute 
so I went mute
 As I stared in awe 
Wanting to know you
Noticing that 
the reason my heart ached was 
 because of you
A girl much more than a pretty face 
I never wanted to make love out of lust
but then I realized 
that it was in you I trust
So I must change 
to show you
this isn't simply fascination 


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High Tea

As the clouds bring darkness nearer
and the day draws in 
I’ll wait for you as promised
Under the ark of love

Where I’ll set you a tray of your warm tea nectar
On a table – clothed for my prince
Enticing to soothe away
those quarrels passed between us

Flickering candle light dances
Moody shadows melting
Temptation’s lure 
Will wrestle away all trace of anger

Your high classed long legged Lolita
Sexily styled to seduce in red
Attentitively tuned to taking time
Frustratingly waits while you take phone call


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It The Everyday Struggle That Make The Man

It The Everyday Struggle That Make The Man


This struggle we live in,this world is or enemy and our friend we fight to see it beautiful.Have you ever heard "I've given up all hope and am ready to die to day"
I'm sorry but this is more this is not some joke have you no heart have you no thought on what someone other then you have to deal with.I want to see the smiling faces of everyone that a longing dream since the day i could walk,Dreams are meant to be kept close,hearts are meant to be keep open,life is meant to be filled to the fullest.How can you say forget it and go and prepare to be put 6 feet under? I'm taking on life building up this life to see a better future for those who think they have none.Who am I to say people are crazy when I myself am crazy.Who has never been grief sicken in't human to the least.I say to those out there it is an everyday struggle that make a boy into a man and a girl into a woman,but if there is love there then this is what should be said"it is beautiful to love but to love is to know how to grieve".


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Power of Your Love

To a Bride and Groom

You have the power
over my love
to make my day rain or shine
it all began the day you asked me
"to be mine" and I wrote my name
in blood, on your hearts
dotted line
the power of my love
to fuel what feeds within me
pounce on me as a tiger
humble me as a mouse
your strength envelopes me
as if standing in an unbreakable
glass house
you have the power
over my stare, as you glare
into my inner spirits soul
those who dare to try to divide
I heed them to beware
the power you have over my love
leaves me content, without a care
floating together, we share, in
true loves enchanting bliss
what started years ago, with a friendly
hug, is reincarnated within every
new days kiss




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A Love Letter Without a Stamp

Ascending Everest in my head,
Offered me nothing near a view,
As magical as what I see before me.

She is a beauty like no other.

Her eyes like a she-wolf,
Hunting on a winter’s night.
Her voice like the singing,
Of a swan by the sea.

She appears to me,
As the blossoming rose,
Trapped amidst the nettles.
Like the worshipped sun,
Shining proudly behind,
Feeble obscuring clouds.

I am not Cú Chulainn.
Such a hero’s shadow,
Would cast me from sight.
My deeds will not be sung,
For her to swoon over.
Like a twin inside the mirror,
When I leave I will be gone.

But still I gaze at her.
An eighth wonder I would say,
To any who asked me.
Trapping my vision,
To my heart she glows,
Her radiance shaming,
Purest silver and gold.

If only I could forge myself anew,
In the image of the heroes of the Gael,
Then would she see me?
Would she recognize,
A heart that quickens at her glance?
A soul on fire at her words?

Everest’s views,
Present to me a blank canvass,
When compared to her,
This glorious beauty in front of me.


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The Grateful Guilt of Greatness

I'm just barely trying not really fitting in Age wiser the miser who keeps transcending lessons and blessings keep him grounded in hell this wild child lives not in fear but much with it, far and near Sustaining any bit of stress nothing's important when driven into madness then you've lost, beyond the control that brought you close to greatness exiting down inside the hole of emptiness on which my house was built it landed it on the wicked witch killed her in a grateful guilt The worst think they're better the rest think they're dead the little you know should be invested into knowing a little more to use on the road when all luck is licked I take my luck in the cold world for it's no existence of diamonds and pearls spoiled souls are ugly and twisted while lesser men shine bright for they got used to the void of nothing while the greedy wish to get higher to steal the heaven light Now everything is wrong they bottle their pain exploding, as they fall victim and pass on the blame never at fault stone solid in guilt a champion devours until their dreams are fulfilled nothing can stop them moving like a train up a hill giving up not an option I don't need no one that's my favorite lie I wish it were truer than the darkness of night for I once knew her she kissed me just twice then walked away from my sadness and on with her life I carry that with me as a mistake of my former less informed harmless soul It took all the alone time for my conscious to grow and repair all the damage I gained in defeat defeat now her destruction is nothing but another demon I beat Don't blame me for your limitations they were probably placed there not by mistaken so the potential for evil can never take root and your seed never spreads into a new movement of youth that wears your menacing glance I shake your shaky hand I see the way of the culprit in your uneasy glance and the way you carry yourself high above all the rest I'll give you that feeling that to me is the nothingness Much like the nothing you come to realize your doing for the better spreading your lies as if you believed them like the false belief in yourself happiness is that door that you haven't opened yet or you wouldn't so freely steal it from those who have always so jealous you don't know what its like living without it As I say in final thought I put in the work now so later I'll not and when I reach greatness I'll remember the way with your own shovel you dug such a deep grave.


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I'M SO PASSIONATE ABOUT POETRY...

... That maybe I need to ratchet it down a bit,
      Least I appear too annoyingly enthusiatic. (HAHAHAHA)
         But I want you all to know,
             The beauty of poetry 
                 And my appreciation
                      For all it's form 
                        Or where it came from
               

                        Is my heart's most fervent passion..... 

----------------------------
THE WORLD NEEDS MORE POETS!  HAIL POETRY SOUP!!! MORE, MORE!!!!    :o)


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Heart Shaped Glass

She had the most soft beautiful derriere
My eyes have ever beheld; satin sheets..
Knowing, all I wanted to do, was taste it.


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I lay my tender heart

I lay my tender heart at your feet
and my soul and very being I surrender
My desire and quest
to fill your heart with joy
and summer
by the sweetest of emotion and affection.

To stand by you
to provide and protect you
a bond so strong nothing can tare it apart
until death do us part
and later
we meet once more
in a much better place
once again
reunited.

Peter Dome. copyright.2012.


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Escape

He stares at the wall for hours gone by,
 shoulders stooped, 
 drawn inward ever so slightly, indicate his level of relaxation.
Eyes dimmed by years of constant strain, 
try to focus on a small crack in plaster troweled in his youth.

His right hand scratches senselessly the stubble of some days growth;
while his left hand thumps a silent rhythm upon his arthritic knee.
 His smile
 fixed, drawn up, distorted, 
a permanent reminder of last summers stroke.

His ears, 
 hear not activity surrounding him, 
 too proud to admit further disability, 
prefers the silence that further isolates him from undesired memory. 

He has no reason to speak, 
 no one would hear, 
his beautiful Marie died last year.

Alone,
 he suffers all of life's pain, his only escape, 
a small crack in plaster, troweled in his youth.


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A Red Balloon Dream

Joggling an ice-cream cone 
In one hand
And dancing a red balloon on a string
In the other,
The little boy clicked both heels together,
And he dashed
As fast as he could to the top of the hill

Then he blew out a shout:
Hey, look at me,
And just look what I got!
I got a red balloon!
The world is all about! 

Then a strong gust of wind
Came along with a snatched
The red balloon zoomed away
From his playful hand

The red balloon climbed
Above snow white clouds,
Clouds appeared like fluffy 
Mashed potatoes
Waiting for a spoon

The red balloon soared, 
as free as a bird, without a
word
Well, it decided to go to the 
moon, 
The red balloon shined brighter 
than a silver spoon. 

So, the red balloon dream 
believed it could fly, 
Through the air with ease, it 
danced above like a Tennessee Waltz, 

Hanging from a park bench or tied to 
a tree, the red balloon traveled above 
the castles, churches and kings.

Well, the red balloon sailed away from the 
little boy’s hand, but just around the 
corner and up over the bend, you can find 
a red balloon dream, in a little boy's heart.


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New Haven Boulevard

I saw her beauty standing there
In her cherry brick made house..
Strolling up as asking for a light
Arranging my blouse amid hope
She might like,  what she finds ?
Thirty-sevens adjusting my skirt
Swaying my hips wetting my lips.


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Your Kiss

Standing at the front door
I'm seconds away from you
I can feel my heart pounding
I can sense the excitement
My pulse quickens, anticipation
I can practically taste your kiss
I open the door, I call your name
Instantly, I inhale your scent
My body reacts, it's involuntary
Again, I breath in your scent
This time slowly, with purpose
I follow the scent, like a hunter
It leads me to you, it always does
Your kiss, excites me, drives me
Your kiss, is what I live for

~Rick Berry 


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'Wizard ---- The Awakening'


he draped his arms around her
his way of providing comfort
her knees gave way, she was slowly slipping
hands fumbled, 
they had to pause; both were on the edge
muffled sounds were heard
they could not deny 
the awakening, 
there was no time to dwell
on what would happen tomorrow 
all they had was today, 
all they had was tonight

Draped / slipping / pause / 
edge / muffled / deny /
awakening / dwell 

©151220112010


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No clue

Ask me not why
this soul prefers me most

For I, the soul most know,
favor the locked lass
with;
gold

Yet this day,
before me;
the stroll long her back down
was black

The sylph’s eyes,
pitch;
just as black...

...her figure to I
was;
just as blond


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Have You Ever Read

Dedicated to an author by the name of William Golding... Enjoy!!!


~Two boys meet on an island
~~One is skin 'n bones
~~~The other one is chubby

They discover a lagoon~
Ralph teases him by calling~~
him "Piggy" -  how mean!!~~~

Piggy asks him if
There are other people on 
The island with 'em

He has no clue
But this'll answer Piggy's question --
Other boys appear - 
All diverse shapes and sizes
What'll happen next??

You'll see...

Have you ever read The Lord of the Flies?
I recommend it if yah haven't read it yet - I must admit
It's a book full of adult words and it's simply...FASCINATING! - no lies
You should read it - or you'll regret it!



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Your Presence

Your presence I feel oh so near, it help me to relieve 
some of my fears of all my everyday cares, I feel your
presence eveywhere.  Whenever I walk down the street,
I can feel the patter of your feet.  I can feel you walking
next to me telling tales of what I mean to you and thinking
about all the things we used to do.

Your presence is so close, it's as if I can smell your fragrance
right under my nose.  I am thinking of your smiling face all
next to mines, telling me how you will love me until the
end of time.  Your presence is oh so strong and as I travel
throughout this day it lingers on.  When I decide to stop and
dine, it's as though I feel your hand right next to mines.  

When I sat down to eat, I can see your eyes staring into
mines, and you sitting there sipping on some wine.
Your presence means so much to me and this is the
way I want it to always be, me feeling you and you
feeling me until forever and eternity.


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Butterfly

Butterfly



Your adrenaline rushes all over me
a surge of flutter…
                            a flush of fire…
                                                   the flapping of your flighty wings…
I am soaring with you…
                                  you are weighing me down…
 
 
 
 
Your mercury floods all over me
sprinting…spinning…
                              twisting… tearing…
                                                          hurling me around…
I am barely living…
                            under the shadow cast by your capricious swings…
 
 
 
 
Your penetrating mouth… 
                                      my nectar…
your volatile destruction… 
                                      my salvation…
your volcanic launch… 
                                      my vital signs…  
 
 
 
 
Your adrenaline rushes all over me
my life, my love, my line…
                                 the anarchic orderliness you invite…
                                                                                        the compound vision you perspire…
                                                                                                                                          
the fleeting frightfulness you compose…
that keeps me hanging on…
                                   my love, my lifeline…



BY: Z


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Fervor

I will just pretend a life with you
To hug you until I feel you
and I touch you, you to feel me
I will just pretend the fieriness
along with desires to get blazed
with no fear and with no flames
still I will glow to pretend a life ever with you.

I will just pretend a life with you
To kiss you until you lust me in your lips
and I adore you, you to savor me
I will just pretend the zestfulness
along with redolence to get bare
with no disgrace and with no traits
still I will be honied to pretend a life ever with you.

I will just pretend a life with you
To lie with you until you breath me my whispers
and to hold you, you to make me cozy
i will just pretend the prurience
along with repulses to be peerless
with no sin and with no quest
still I will treasured to pretend a life forever with you.


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Mountaintops



Mountaintops rise… to blot out the sun’s glare to emulate a flight into the stars. Lovers who risk the greatest of heights seize the horizon, revealing beauty under circling clouds… or smolder in rage to melt into a foggy night. The summit conceals valleys where passions ignite, then stifle the anticipation of scarlet skies… You ask how I feel…faint from vapors, faint from altitude. Never did you promise to climb the mountains together, to lift the veil, exposing morning’s transparency. If only, you would…the mountains may capture us, Love may take hold. The fire may flame in a lingering glow. If only, If only you would disclose your burning secrets and return from the brink of suffocation, despair… If only, If only… love could heal, breathe, thrive… Mountaintops may rise again.


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Sweet Kiss

I watch as you speak and how your mouth moves.
Words spoken fall upon deaf ears.
Sounds muted by the subtle nuances of motion which propel 
unheard words in my direction.
Full ripe colors each reflecting diffrent moods, feelings.
I have yet to deciper them all.
But even in natural tone they spin images of long embraces in my mind.
A hundred times over I resist tracing those lines of expression.
A hundred times I've ached at the feel of their touch.
But not to be for it is forbidden.
Oh so tempting to surrender to sealed eyes and a mouth guided by 
an imagined path taken  in my minds eyes a dozen times over.
A path to a promise land that I can only dream.
Sweet warmth, sweet softness, sweet kiss..


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