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Details | Free verse | |

If My Love For You Was Greater

if my love for you was any greater the trees would  line up in poetic forms ...awe you in sonnets written... allow winds to cool your face...  to trace it with natures hand. all the oxygen that covers all the waters rise, supercharge the breath of my emotion. mountains would melt, shed their peaks like tears of joy. even the arid deserts serve up fruits,  their prickly pears peeled on a platter. sunset would pause and sunrise hurry... ...exist in a paradox to herald your presence. petals would climb their stems  regroup to bloom again. butterflies re-cocoon  emerge as glorious fairies  for all children to adore. the skies would willingly  shape, etch,  paint,   frame my exuberance. the planet would swell, the galaxies expand. in the endless depth  of my singular love  i hold you dear, safely contain you  in my admiring smile, for now, forevermore. 16~10~2014 Sponsor: Rhonda Johnson-Saunders Contest Name: Your Most Romantic Poem of 2014

Copyright © Maurice Yvonne

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A Tulip Grows Under An Evergreen - Inspired By The Poets At PoetrySoup

Parrot Tulip
in vibrant intensities 
with unique undertones
of green acquirable only in a 
few forests. A ruby red swirls within 
its petals beckons awareness of those very 
strokes that live in the lustre of your shapely lips 
like fantasy realized. Mirthful yellows in all those lacquers 
barely ever seen as one would scorch their eyes to gaze lastingly 
directly at the Sun - though I have been fortunate to witness identical 
iridescence in strands of your hair you unintentionally flip and like dainty 
fingers wave me on to move closer to your flawless frame - memorized easily.
fuchsia sparingly 
paints the flower they
say exists only in certain 
singular gemstones yet l know
this tincture for I have seen it in your 
cheeks when we play and laugh. Oh your 
laugh how it fills me - replacing noise surfing
the waves of sound in the surrounding atmosphere.
How enchanting when your laughter there - dwells to
tickle molecules invisible to the eyes but felt by the human
heart. Parrot tulips with their soft myriad shades become stunning 
against a deep black backdrop which shimmers bright like your ebony eyes. 
Sparkle like your smile and I grin happily just thinking of you, just thinking of us.
white that also 
adorns the flower a 
special light effect I have
found in your complexion - dazzles
my mind each and every time I see you.
Parrot tulips a miracle of nature, a special
breed I admit are as remarkable as any offering 
that grows in our gardens but rarer still - you the flower 
I share my life with. No one, no thing, no life compares to you,
your approach - for every time I even think of you, the joy it brings
completes the meaning of my existence full. If not for you no other delight 
would have that extra zest I feel from the sharing of your love and light always.
tulip oh 
what joy it
brings. How the flower
draws these words from
me. Ironic how true allure felt
fills our glass so I thought I'd share
with you how it uplifts my days - knowing
confident in our love as one - you'd never resent
me speaking of an elegance other than yours. So you may 
know - understand what the fibres of ones constitution compels 
them to write. Now - about a mystique other than the one you sport with
humility. Finally I have written a poem on aesthetics that does not mention you.
Just above and 
beneath the dirt grows 
riches unimaginable. Made to 
be absorbed by senses recognizable 
only by a few. They are free for the taking.
An appreciation, a love of a natural essence.
A flower, a person, romance you breathe incomparable
to anything real or imagined.  It alone are the wings we humans real and as precious as all else consumable. How lucky I 
am the magic handed out daily on these pages. The people I could never
find anywhere else then here. I am in love with their words in love with them.

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April 27 2015
The Gardener

Copyright © Maurice Yvonne

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These Eyes Have Often Been Solaced

These eyes have often been solaced by twilight's cotton candy pllows moving silently towards a sky's velveteen blanket and angels'silver gowns By gazing over hills to where old country church bells and crickets play harmonious sounds These eyes have often been solaced by honey coloured shadows pouring moonlight zest across the rose plum of my cheek By little antique lamplights which illuminate my soul 's dark cobbled street By winds carrying sea-salts to a fragrant golden sand By tides washing out corals to a distant land These eyes have often been solaced by your return to this vacant room inside my heart By the hush hushed whisper of your voice By the embrace of your arms By the way you love me By the way you need me By the way you want me Like an autumn bonfire before next sunrise'dew fall By the way you lean on me

Copyright © Charmaine Chircop

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Hot And Cold Comes The Night

LIST POETRY - A FUTURISTIC INTERPRETATION You must know I cried yesterday and I think I broke the world so I braided some words into twine planted some sweet and sour coated seeds I grew free standing expressions and then I joined them with left over thread to present these interlocking pieces in their proper order regardless of the number they wear in an attempt to confuse and deceive. I offer this humble list for your reading enjoyment It is an honour to have you visit my page. The pleasure I assure you is all mine WORDS ON PAPER - THE LIST FIVE I loved you centuries before we were born. You lived in my dreams before I ever slept. When others wasted time picking flowers I waited for when it was time to pick you. Love calls you in the natural scent of your partner. You'd feel their touch in the vacuum of outer space. Your desire for them would melt away the ice age. I want to find a door in the brightest part of the sky I could open to erase what was, to shine a light so bright it, like a book of golden words, would write ideas so vital as to eradicate even a suggestion of our mournful past. I want to be that magician who does not bother with illusion but rather heals wounds and shatters burden. TWO We were at the fair, joviality in the air. A memory filed, I was a young child holding balloons floating round like full moons in vivid colours bright. Fixed on this joyous sight I was on Cloud Nine proud these were mine. If I had not let go of them. If I hadn't watched them as they flew higher and higher as my heart sunk lower and lower I might of never learnt what it felt like - hurt. Hope gloats, hope floats. either your way or just away. THREE sometimes the afternoon sun is.....too hot to walk barefoot........on the concrete path still even then.......I refuse to wear my hat I guess I'll never change, I'm just like that. sometimes when I jump in the lake in late summer... with all of my clothes on...I do it in the I go down...way down to the bottom...there's a gentle peace overtakes me..I want to stay down like a rock... revel in the ecstasy...not swim back up..........not ever SEVEN ours was a paper mâché love living in a cut out cardboard home with a macaroni art painted lawn and nothing real to call our own nothing solid that we could hold. we tried stacking lego bricks but you have to be able to pop your cheek to qualify as a kid - to get a license to build. the castle we assembled didn't pass the test. so much for fairy tales - hello reality check. we rolled the dice but our thimble went straight to jail and our mouse ended up trapped. can you hear that buzzing the operation failed. where are you going? your tricycle is still in the shop and I might as well tell you..............I have no eights................."go fish!" we fell through the bunny hole where i - jack fell ddddownnn nnnnnnn and broke my crown and you - jill came tumbling aaaaaaaaaaafterrrrrrrrrrrrrrr EIGHT it is a choreographed ballet our love stands strong legs at the base digging deep build roots delicate hands branched out reach high long slim fingers define twigs draw space the body of our trunk thick sweet filled music fills our human needs one sound wind pixies dance meticulously the air sunlight leaks effectively through dark spots lifts carries holds and shapes our smiles it is a choreographed ballet our love in sync our bodies their senses once immersed in I now us ONE I know the last thing I want to feel as I leave this world, it is your lips on mine. When I take my last breath I want to feel yours with its loving touch. NINE Always, no matter the roar or intensity of the storm how severe the attack even out of the norm Always, i offer my hand with sincerity aim to deal with it peacefully. Always! SIX then suddenly it hits like a swarm of locus. a deep dark manifestation that greases my mind my very existence in its unforgiving sense of doom. every bone stiffens, when I move, a sound of dead dried out forest twigs breaking against the boots of hikers echoes in the confined space of my skull. i reach for a pill slowly it dissolves under my tongue i wait and i wait and i wait ... my body is soaked in a sweat with its own cold and hot tap. i assume the position, lying on an unstable floor. the creature depression is now in full control of my faculties. this too i will survive ...that is what i do...what i do...this is what i do.......somehow i survive. FOUR there is a deafening hush... silently raging through the core of my existence...still...I am humbled by the light and the love I have witnessed in my brief on Earth there is a river...that walks at my side... walks with the same stride... April 14 2015 Armand

Copyright © Maurice Yvonne

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The Silence Of My Lust

There was sweat on my brow, beads of them as I approached her. I was a young man, still green. She was a mature woman like the long blades grow free in the lush of nature. My hand in hers she took me into her warmth. Nervous, shy you could hear grass grow in the quiet of my fear in the silence of my lust. I knew nothing. As we rolled in the dew of sex as I fumbled and groped, I in some instinctive wisdom entrusted myself fully to her. She set our bodies in a fluid motion my virginity now neatly cut. We spent days as I explored the fresh sweet air of 'us'. It was then I became a man. Learned how you hold a flower how you manicure the stem how you water the soil how you delicately hold the petals. It was then I became a gardener. A gardener worthy to tend a garden so vital. It was then I learned how to love a woman. 30~12~2014 Armand

Copyright © Maurice Yvonne

Details | Rhyme | |

I Share My Soul

A pair of morning doves preen and prim,
snuggled close on their favorite limb.
And cooing low wake a sleeping sun,
giving praise for a new day begun.

A slip of a ghostly moon rides low,
wearing its light like a pale halo.
And Sol ascends master of the day,
piercing dark with a brilliant display.

Vapors shed crystalline tears on grass,
depositing dewdrops clear as glass.
And blooming flowers imbue the air,
with a fine fragrance beyond compare. 

Tall, lanky palms of feathery leaf,
are clad in a green southern motif.
And skittish crabs play tag with the waves,
darting about their collapsing caves. 

Sipping fine wine we enjoy the show,
greeting the day with a happy glow.
For as romance and nature combine,
I share my soul with my Valentine.

Copyright © Emile Pinet

Details | Light Poetry | |

I Tried To Say

                                   On a cloud I wrote - I love you
                                       But the cloud blew away
                                    On a tree I wrote - I love you
                                  But someone cut down the tree
                          In the sand on the beach I wrote - I love you
                                 But the waves wiped them away
                                 In the wind, I cried - I love you
                      But the wind was too strong and no one could hear
                               In a small letter I wrote - I love you
                             But I never posted it - it was never sent
                                      But you know - I love you
                                    and my heart belongs to you

A-L Andresen :)

Copyright © Anne Lise Andresen

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An Ebony Night

Feeling smug about its certainty,
evening anticipates day’s demise.
And as scattered shades of grey gather,
blue finds sanctuary in your eyes.

As crimson flames melt a stained-glass sky,
Sol's scarlet orb reluctantly sinks.
And night absorbs the essence of light,
sketching silhouettes with blackened inks.

As vermilion tints the horizon,
fantasy seems to be everywhere.
And dusk ignites flickering fireflies,
flashing love signals while in the air.

Darkness descends like a shroud of smoke,
extinguishing last lingering light.
And in the fabric of time and space,
stars confetti an ebony night.

A liquid moon pools in a black sky,
gilding waters of a wishing well.
And silence mutes the beat of two hearts,
held captive within love’s magic spell.

Holding hands they embrace happiness,
letting both hearts and souls intertwine.
For when two fledgling hearts fall in love,
each moment is savored like fine wine.

Copyright © Emile Pinet

Details | Free verse | |

My Love Knows No Form My Love

one with the music  a vestibule for magic  love fills the night air Let my aura deep red spill onto the page,  I an instrument in the name of poetic rage,                                                L                     O                   V                    EVOL...VES Into a voice deep and vibrating, with words feathered and lulling. We are love... Love!, nothing and everything. With you in the serenity of nothing that my love is everything.  scampers a bright moon  gifts liquid life a lit view  watch them rendezvous i wrote you a star covered night built you a sun with a dimmer light i turned it down warm and low called it a moon, made it glow i rhymed you an early morning hush so quiet you could hear a person blush i sketched a fully carpeted globe dressed it in a thick soft robe i painted it in greens, blues and a palette full your own flower garden with no weeds to pull i sung some words, some harmonized notes strummed you a new world, one that floats ...a pyramid each and every word, romance... I  do know my true love  it will make you  light headed but free. Space is that way, you know but you'll adjust. A small price  to pay these days for liberty. A chance to live in a world of ours, just us together and lives of all kinds. Maurice Yvonne

Copyright © Maurice Yvonne

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To Him who Loves Me

He held me through the maelstrom of my heart
strong arms of comfort, chest of solid might
with soothing touch the healing he did start
he brought the rays of sun to warm my night

the whispers in my ear were tender, sweet
they breathed into my soul his courage fierce
he vanquished all the cold with flaming heat
and placed his balm on wounds that lies did pierce

my heart he touched and made to beat once more
my eyes he kissed with truth, and I could see
On lips his love with kisses he did pour
he arms a haven that was meant to be

To him who loves me with such constant care
my dreams, my soul and body I will bare 


Copyright © Eileen Manassian

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A Unicorn spell

Opening wings spreading out
one pure beautiful image in beholding 
Gracefully embracing inside visions 
greeting Mother of pearl shimmering rainbow hues
Her horn sparkling tipped diamond 
Under the moonlight silver gleams 
Her silhouette reflecting light 
Princess wearing golden horse shoes 
One mane in softest satin silk 
Regally standing mustang wild 

Magically colored purest washed from the ocean foam 
Cascading hair scenting of burnt honey 
Eyes penetrating in baby blue awakening 
Her long lush lashes flutter and glisten 
Upon her lips last rosebud's dew 
Her coat in white like slushy snowflakes 
reflecting glass shards of crescent cradles
She roams the fields singing to the prince
it is only love that will finally set her free 
from a curse cast on her beauty 
by an evil wizard 

To be the only winged unicorn 
of it's kind in the world 
flying into softest cushioned clouds 
She dances and sings,then she stills 
In distance she listens to the sound of a flute 
And there She sees a gorgeous young man 
lying on carpets of evergreen 
along with his father,and mother the queen 
Her melodic voice like that of a jeweled string harp
hypnotised the prince 
He ran and ran after pink butterflies which led the way 
They took him to her 
They glide above them 
then to the promising celestial sky 
they flew away baby blue 
infinite their love. 

As if He knew her in another lifetime sweetly
His eyes where glued. Into her own 
He knew he loved her and had to hold her 
Never to leave him all by himself 
regally standing mustang white

His eyes were fixed into hers... 
To her he went with joyful tears 
His lips brushed smoothly her every fears 
As then he whispered behind her ears 
You are a unicorn and I'm a man 
but with no other my.heart will share 
I ll make you mine if you say yes 
The first winged unicorn as a princess 
Then he kissed her upon her neck 
and a strong wind just pushed him back 
From a white horse. ,fair lady She 
had now won over her destiny 
The prince's lips removed the curse 
Now she is his ,as he is hers 

Overflowing his heart 
in sweeping golden joy 
forever on deep sands 
living always together 
in everlasting happiness

written by Liam and Charmaine 
a fun write dear friend

Copyright © liam mcdaid

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Call it love

The night it is barren
from inland to the sea
but I am the one who loves you
you are not alone.

Tonight the sky is empty
stars fall in the sea
I am the light to guide you
do not wish to be alone.

If the world becomes deserted
all eyes you see are sad
I will smile for you
you will never be alone.
Sleeping I dreamed you
awake I keep dreaming
I dream because you love me
and I am not alone.

It is sometimes madness
a longing absentee
call it love
and we are not alone...

Copyright © Ken Carroll

Details | Lyric | |

A Lifelong Match

Spring is here - scents the air You've come from somewhere Moving in next to my home Your aura blooms bright n' warm I'm Already thinkin' here's a new friend I'm Already thinkin' here's a new friend                         Nice to meet a looker Show you all the best spots here I'll  see my world through your eyes Be free without need for a guise It feels like I've met my lifetime match It feels like I've met my lifetime match We sit under a tree           Your words sing harmoniously  Time flies too quickly Walking, talking, feeling tipsy Even from here seems I feel your touch Even from here seems I feel your touch Joking, laughing hours spent Licking ice cream - just content Folks stare - it doesn't mater Instant us just add water      You must believe in love at first sight You must believe in love at first sight Your image is ingrained in my mind A daydreaming guy am I Lost in you and me entwined I wonder can you read my thoughts As we lie under the sky Our hands touch and my face lights up Then you smile sweeter than syrup  We pick weeds you call them flowers I am the questions you are the answers I now know we are meant to be together  It feels like I've met my lifelong match I am sure I have met my lifelong match *************************************************************** A Re-Write Of "We're Going To Be Friends"Lyrics By The White Stripes (Jack White)  The Original Song is about a boy and girl still in school. Jack White's rhyming scheme seems strange on paper works beautifully when it is sung to its own tune. This version has been rewritten and adjusted  so it could apply to any new relationship  Maurice Yvonne Nov~27~2014 Happy Birthday To Me (I Think I Look Great For Ninety Years Old The Photo Of Me Is Very Recent)

Copyright © Maurice Yvonne

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Forbidden Love

Is it possible that an angel and a demon could fall in love?
And, remain soul mates for all eternity?
Yes, and I will tell you how it happened.

Maybe, it was a miracle that they met
or maybe it was just meant to be.
That an angel fell out of heaven and a demon escaped from hell
on the very same day.
They saw no one, but each other.
Yet, neither had ever seen such a creature.

The angel was beautiful and kind.
This angel had fallen from heaven
a place of light and life, and of hope and peace.

The demon was imperfect and shy.
This demon had escaped from hell
a place of darkness and death, and of despair and pain.

When they met, their eyes met.
And without a spoken word.
The angel saw only tenderness and hurt in this lost demon.
The demon saw only compassion and love in this lost angel.

It did not matter to them if one had wings, and the other had horns.
Yet, they saw themselves within each other.
Even though they were from two different worlds.
They embraced each other.
Though, they knew their love was forbidden by others like themselves.
So, they decided to remain here on earth.
Where their bond could not be broken.

The heart of the angel was no longer filled with loneliness and longing.
The heart of the demon was no longer filled with torment and sorrow.
Love is what they both were searching for.
And it was found on that very same day.
A forbidden love, everlasting for all eternity.

Copyright © Kelly Deschler

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We Will Never Know

The sky was orange, red and peach
we strolled towards each other
on a deserted pebbled beach
a smile that got us talking
together slowly walking
till twilight crept unseen
then off reluctantly
on a deserted pebbled beach
we went our separate ways
but first a promise made
next day to meet in the same place.

The sky now yellow, mauve and blue
I stroll alone by water's edge
on a deserted pebbled beach
searching for a voice
a smile just out of reach
your presence unseen
where the surf briefly meets
the shore, only to recede
two souls forever out of reach
on a deserted pebbled beach
where a promise was made
and would break along the waves

was love not meant to grow?
we will never know....

A collaboration by Paul Callus & Kelly Deschler

Copyright © Kelly Deschler

Details | Free verse | |

In This Moment, Tonight


In tune with this familiar vibe, let’s wonder how it might be
Across the room our eyes will meet, a set of four
In a place setting reserved for two, captivated
Our everyday routines and thoughts will speak
Through the eyes, uninhibited, grooving in the same skin

Once upon a raging fire we’ll celebrate
The memory of that zing thing, we'll watch as it
Circles slowly into softer flames, flickering
Well-suited as old comfortable shoes
And continue enveloped in life's mystical sound

More sensible, aware of the need to be inward
Or outward at different times, we'll find pleasure
In being tired wild things, slowing down in our swings
If it breaks and cracks we’ll pledge not to notice

So, just for the sake of thinking that it might not last
Before it’s even begun, let’s just wish upon hope
Until we meet, and vow to be good to each other
In this moment, tonight

Copyright © Karen Anglesey

Details | Terza Rima | |

The Walk of Love

The Walk of Love    			

With you now entering this heart enchanting with rose petals
You’re the sweetest flower dancing tunes inside one’s mind
Once upon a fairy tale dream adoring you my loving princess

You begin rising in the east amazing light crowning sunshine
Ultraviolet radiance glowing warm with rays of deep breaths
Inner sighs as you walk softly on the deepest of sands My Love

Your footprints are so soft and deeply touching Sweet Honey
As your loving gentleness sweeps me away into a paradise pure
Where we walk hand in hand smiling with such feeling and joy

In a thousand dreams floats one treasure of Golden Happiness
Your joy sparks liquid honey melting gold into our heartbeats
Fluttering on wings of a butterfly silently flying in the cool air

With the sweetest scent of the purest jasmine now pervading all
Breathless beauty as an angel of the heart sings a paean of delight
While the warm air dances on a flower kissing a breeze so softly

Flocks of beautiful birds sing you praises of glory that be forever 
As they fly with such grace and their hearts beat softly in rhythm
Landing on paradise as your words touch with whispers my soul

Resonating into the deepest crevices of my ethereal psyche true
While echoing inside the chambers of your lucent pretty presence
Holding hands as the sunlight beams your every foot step now

As shadows silver dancing waves call out one name within each
Echo crashing salted sure your spices kiss our magic moments
As a gentle but sensual wind kisses the lips of a lovely Sweet Siren

As she holds us in her dreams of a wonderful love so rich and pure
We share the Dream of a thousand lifetimes beyond all compare
As twelve rich red roses blush in the heavens where one diamond

Shines so brightly with a rainbow array of heavenly colors pure 
Reflecting God’s own divine design and wish for us to keep our
Eternal promise now My Love with a ring symbolizing us as One

Gary Bateman and Liam McDaid – A Collaborated Poem,
Copyright © All Rights Reserved (July 12, 2015) (Unrhymed Tercet)

Copyright © Gary Bateman

Details | Epic | |

A Dowry Of Dreams

Dreams are approaching my Love
following the stars to your heart,
beside your body I breathe and gaurd your lips 
the sentinel of your stellar song, the heat along your lyrics
listening to your language of smooth beauty unfurling lunar fabrics
wasting all the wrong that reaches for your innocence,
demons dare not the sharp sheen of my devoted dagger,
death will not tresspass within the life of your love,

There is a sweet ancient spirit in you
born from the sun and salt of sorrow and seduction
a sad nobility that fights for fragile kisses, to uplift the underworld,
bring the drum beats of savage, hot lights into focus on the firmament
hush the stars that wait softly for sweating bodies of fire  -


Copyright © Justin Bordner

Details | Haiku | |


snowflakes kiss our cheeks winter blanket keeps us warm hearts melt together 03~01~15 Get Romantic – Andrea Dietrich Visual Seven Traditional Haiku 5,7,5 Checked with How Many Syllables ~awarded 4th place~

Copyright © JAN ALLISON

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love you more

You came to me a broken mess
You still aren’t fixed the way I was hoping yet
But girl don’t hide your scars and flaws
Because they’re making me love you more 

It’s always been more than getting you into bed
Damn I can’t believe some of the things I’ve said
All these romantic, soft and cheesy things
But I want you to know and love isn’t an easy thing

Strip you down so to keep you warm I have to hold you tighter than ever
Hear the rain tapping on the window I hope it gets louder and wetter
Girl I’ve never been happier
Softly kissing on your neck like a romantic Dracula

Staying up late
Talking about random stuff just happy being with each other
I know how you like to be touched babe
So I sneak under the covers

Touch you in ways you’ve never been touched before
Baby you have no reason to be insecure
You’re the most beautiful girl in the world
But your flaws are making me love you more

I love waking up with you wearing my shirt
Taking care of each other sharing the hurt
You heal me and I heal you
Girl if I can find a way to love you more I will do 

Copyright © Alex Duffy

Details | Couplet | |

Make Love To Me In That Ancient Place


i know we have been married a very very long time we barely ever talk in fact i might as well be a mime it is normal i suppose after so long to lose interest please understand i am not at all trying to be a pest i wonder if you even still  know where it is just below my belly button you'll see the frizz  i wish - though it's been ages - you would find again that old space and then Make Love To Me In (what for you is) That Ancient Place

Copyright © Maurice Yvonne

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Hold Me Close My Sweet

Golden enchanting warm beautiful magic 
falling behind mountains spell binding 
A setting sun bows down relinquishing her throne 
paints glowing amber clouds faraway in a distant horizon dreams 
She smiled while whispering the few very freeing words 
while she ran deeper into her bright future 

Darkening skies breathing daylights lastly sighs 
her last breath glistening gold dancing with the shadows 
rippling waves call out inside one thousand echoes 
Darkness slowly swallowing light silk satin ebony 
The little lights knew it couldn't last 
because evil drifts in 
as the shadows of the past 

Making way for the stars winking silver 
Rocked gently side to side on a smiling moon 
an eclipsing marriage when the sun kisses the moon 
golden silvery beautiful 
This is how we are going to be 
so holy, magic and so great 
we carry experience 
with the soul and heart to create 

A co write written by Liam Mcdaid and Anne-Lise Andresen

Copyright © liam mcdaid

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I Have To Tell You I Love You

we meet at the cafe...the place just near  where we use to there is so much... much I want to say... ...but honestly...I have to tell is all so insignificant...and really... it really is too late...            it all seems                   so  ...the words I thought I would say... ...still             ...I have to tell you ... I Love You. although I know it is too late... I want to thank you...while  we sit here...while the coffee is still hot...                     I want to thank you...thank you... for all the things we never said.. ...thank you... for all the things you didn't say...                    I wish I had the words to tell you...                           to say to you...about our split...but our love has no refrain...             there really is nothing left to say...                  still... I have to                       ...I have to tell you                                                        ...I Love you. I want to thank you...our union at an end  you ...were never unkind... I want to thank you  for all the  mean words you never said  though  our story has no refrain... still I have to say... Je T'aime.

Copyright © Maurice Yvonne

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YOUR HEART WHISPERS - A collaboration with Mary Jo Hoose

Tenderly your heart whispers ever so soft and low 
Warm breaths caress my ear as your love you show

Kindred spirits speak loves divine words that play
As your heart whispers through each word you say

Oh, hold me close in loving arms, feel the warmth of my skin
Kiss me deeply passionately as our hearts whispers begin

Your hands caress my face tenderly, my lips part and I sigh
Our hearts whispers grow as my love for you I do descry

On silken sheets our bodies entwined two hearts beat as one
Lost in your brown eyes the web of our hearts whispers is spun

 My hands move gently lower playing over your Ivory breasts 
My kiss touches your ear our hearts whispers to love do attest 

Soft sighs from lips parted, shared heart whispers heard in velvet of night
Whilst two lovers shadows dance on the wall bathed in pleasures delight

Holding tight and caressing with lips bringing sweet pleasures untold
On downy covers where two hearts whispers as one begin to unfold

My lips caress sweet roses as my fingers play lightly over your silken thigh 
Auburn hair frames your angels face, our hearts whispers take wing and fly

Fingers feather light, move in rhythm to the beat of your needs and desire
Hearts whispers of passion and delight ignite your soul in raging fire

Heavenly scent fills the room as loves passions begin to be met.
Hearts whispers cry out as every desire filled on satin sheets wet

Two glistening bodies lay bare as souls become one in loves dance tonight 
 In perfect rhythm our hearts whispers shared in the shadows of candlelight

Lost in passion our bodies joined rising and falling in loves throws
Hearts whispers of pleasure unending as our lips join and time slows

Voices cry out in unison as hearts whispers the ecstasy of love sated 
Laying together in gentle embrace our love is forever unabated

Copyright © Shane Cooper

Details | Quintain (English) | |

The Sweetest Starlight

The Sweetest Starlight
You are the sweetest starlight shining across the ocean so pure
Moonlighting and enchanting my dreams with warmth aglow,
Touching gently my heart and soul with your beauty and wonder;
If we were together—I would hold you so gently in my arms and I
Would forever kiss your adoring lips with a passionate goodnight.

Love is a faraway queen rising in the morning sunshine’s warm rays, 
And your light glows brilliantly as the dewdrops glisten on my dreams 
Of pure sweet surrender and kiss the very depth of my immortal soul;
You are the light of Heaven's dream of a rainbow's flight of angels
Arriving at Heaven’s gate and coming to me on a beam of silver light.

Mesmerized I am as I embrace you as the heart, soul, passion and
Desire of my life—I see you as my true dream and my heart’s delight;
Feeling palpably your wonderful caress as you ask me to kiss you,
And to place your ethereal lips upon my very own knowing that
My heart and soul are open now to your loving heavenly embrace.

Gary Bateman, Liam McDaid, and Michael Clarke
A Collaborated Poem, Copyright © All Rights Reserved
August 2, 2015 (Unrhymed Quintain)

Copyright © Gary Bateman

Details | Free verse | |

warm solar love

a soul orbits 
looking into space
searching beyond
staring at 
an orange full
cold  moon
rising peacefully
into the sea of tranquility
floating air labored
softly gasping for breath
exploding stars
lights up
the sky

wrath of the sun's light
bombards this earth
explosive  fireworks 
pulsing inside  
emotions erupt
bursting solar colours
feelings flare beautifully
flashing the beginning 
of a strong orbiting cycle

magnetic crochet
strongly pulls
gently sewing together
embraces warm rays 
kisses sweetly
with her soft fingers
weaving love deeply
blissfully into 
one's heart


Copyright © liam mcdaid

Details | Narrative | |

The Fervor Of Our Love

dizzy, from my shameless lust  i paint your mouth with mine. nipping, brushing faces,  breathing you like oxygen. my fingers, my lips, my tongue  upon your naked back draw a map to my destination  via the scenic route no doubt starving  for your wet lips.  make a meal of this Lost in the carnage of our intimacy. I move with the fervor of a ravenous beast.  Your body undulates to the movement of my mania.  Juices glow like the fountain of youth. I move in and out  conduct a symphony of pleasure,  bury my face deep  in the sweet skin of creation.  waltz against a canvas dark pin holes of silver dust. weightless  in a friction free atmosphere  eternal pleasure, a sweet honeysuckle taste  a foreplay crescendo.   I the ocean,  tide after tide  the ebb and flow a sculptured reef.  The screams of seagulls in the air,  rushing waters eternal  breaking hard and fast   the sunken coral. a multitude of tidal waves simultaneous explosions  tight as one we hold freeze in the heat of our moment. It must be an hour now  you are lying at my side.  your head on my chest.  I play with your hair  stroke your flesh our eyes meet,  we kiss  long, hard passionately...

Copyright © Maurice Yvonne

Details | Free verse | |

Celtic Dreams

Celtic Dreams

The Celtic dreams come forth through auric visions of an all-seeing eye. 
An ancient calling where the mystic rivers flow down a rugged mountain
while Angels bathe in the springs of an everlasting and radiant beauty. 
The Soul grasps at memories enfolding within fields of emerald green, 
where the sun kisses the golden barley as it dances softly to a warm, 
beautiful breeze. 

I see my blessed star once more awaiting me upon the great golden plain, 
enchanting the beautiful songbirds’ sweet melodies, and holding the air 
one breathes. I come on the breath of a sigh, as the haunting Celtic pipes
are calling breathlessly to your adoring beauty, with true angelic music
playing wondrous tunes to you over the mountains forever more.

From the Kingdom of Arrach, I stand looking out over a magical mountain
river from which mighty waters roar, and find deep ethereal senses pure
where the inner eye sees through murky depths, on the edge of a dark 
mysterious voyage toward the dreams of my past. Stars twinkle in an 
azure sky, and within these stars my Diamond Queen is shining, as liquid
gold melts blending gently with radiant colors of a misted celestial light. 

I stand as the true power of an ancient time, and the past lives live on
within my warrior heart. High above the mountain an eagle spreads its
wings, evoking the horizon, and sounding soft echoes as an affectionate
calling. My beloved, this Celtic heart beats only for you. Come to me from 
your star, and we shall join once more, uniting dreams under the sleeping
eyelids, and later awaken the whispers in the seed and pollen floating in 
the enchanted night air.

The eagle circling ever so slowly in descending circles, with a halo vision, 
falling to the spirit of Celtic beauty. A flaming heart burns once more, you
come as promised, eclipsing upon this earth. I kneel before you my gracious
one to softly kiss your breathless petals. A thousand dreams take flight. The
lonely wolf on the highest pinnacle of Arrach awaits his love as the eagle flies
in search of a new Celtic dream to be reborn into this life. 

Lighting moonbeams dance with the shadows of sparkling starlight glistening
silver, born into an existence from a black void of nothingness. The wolf and 
the eagle shall now join as one in human shape and form. It’s at this moment
that new legends arise in the sunsets, holding your slender fingers to my heart 
with a deepest joy that skips inside a chain that kisses your every command.  
And now behold the glory of the coming, as light explodes in such colored hues. 
If I could blow onto your hair a gentle whisper where a Soul floats, breathing
warm treasure sparkles, with one very special gleam. Once more King Aird Righ
and his Diamond Queen come forth to redeem again the mantle of Celtic glory
and storied greatness. 

A gift gem of a thousand lifetimes, beyond dreams of sweet honey, awakening 
in the morning I bask in your very light and mythical presence. On the breath
of a sigh you come from your peaceful sleep, called by our Love speaking from
our ancient time, and with each passing moon, I sense while gazing at the stars
ineluctable feelings and emotions as the divine dewdrops of the morning speak.

You are the greatest jewel these blue eyes shall ever see—a diamond shining 
bright in my darkest hours—you are my love Supreme. This Soul calls over the
ocean waves, as each echo in your voice ripples like a tiny humming bird with
its heart beating so rapidly and flowering kisses on your soft and sweet dreams.

Gary Bateman, Liam McDaid, and Michael Clarke – A Collaborated Poem, 
Copyright © All Rights Reserved (August 25, 2015) (Free Verse)

Copyright © Gary Bateman

Details | Free verse | |

You're my lady, made for me

You're my lady, made for me!


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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Copyright © Asghar Nazeer

Details | Quatrain | |

In Your Dreams

Was it all a sweet dream or just reality?,
  I sit and ponder that very thought,
During the daylight and in the nighttime,
  Wondering, were we ever there or not?

A crescent moon smiled down on me,
  Shedding it's white light upon the ground,
I sat amongst the petals, waiting patiently,
  And it was there, that me, you found.

Lavender flower petals I did pluck,
  As I was seated atop the green hillside,
Does he love me, or does he not?,
  My love for you, I could not hide.

I only saw you as a dark silhouette,
  A shadow that walked upon the ground,
Among silver stars and a midnight sky,
  Your gentle voice was the only sound.

My darkened silhouette was no longer alone,
  While yellow fireflies around me dance,
When you came to join me atop that hill,
  In the meadow's softly illuminated romance.

I was embraced within your arms,
  As your most tender kiss met mine,
On that one warm summer's night,
  When our kindred spirits did entwine.

So sad was I when the time came to part,
  As the rising sun shined golden upon my hair,
Although, what a beautiful dream it was,
  When I awoke and found you there.

        Waking Dreams Contest

            April, 4th, 2014

Copyright © Kelly Deschler