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A Tale of Fire and Ice

Part I: Ice

He shines like silver midnight moon -
cool marble statue, this tycoon.
And though he makes the ladies swoon,
of ice he’s hewn.; of ice he’s hewn.

He’s poker-faced and can deceive
competitors and can achieve
most anything, but can’t conceive
of Genevieve, of Genevieve.

Like Neptune, distant from the sun -
relationships he chose to shun.
He thought the search for love was done.
He has no one; he has no one.

Now love’s allure has come his way.
What will he do? What will he say?
Will he grab hold, beg love to stay,
or let it stray? Or let it stray?

Part II: Fire

This dragoness disguised in lace -
passion’s flower with angel’s face,
precisely picks the time and place
each dream to chase, each dream to chase.

Like ink the color red, she stains
the hearts of those whose love she drains,
and then she leaves when naught remains
No lust she feigns; no lust she feigns.

And now there’s one who would suffice.
For him alone, she’d sacrifice
her everything, so he of ice
she must entice, she must entice.

So Genevieve now strikes the flame.
Will man of ice his love proclaim?
Beneath her fire and his cold frame,
they’re both the same. They’re both the same.

By Andrea Dietrich 

For Carol Brown's FIRE And ICE Poetry Contest
and now for PD's Best Love poem 3 Poetry Contest

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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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BASTARD

"All Children Are Beautiful"

His heart of white deep, shallow wells, yet beautiful
He smirks a grin, with an ego that won't let me in' -he's beautiful
Bastard, of beauty, running ashes without a name
A face with no claim, a young man pounding from shame 
What is his sin, he's beautiful!
I want to breathe from his ashes, swim through his veins
I want him to come inside my light, like a good dame

I sing and tell a tale, A Bastard through the night
His eyes, I waged, I was young and poor, I was saved
Lying down, in the arms of my white knight
My hair, he caressed, he came in my light
The furnace burned, the night was fast becoming trite
A lover, he did it well, then went back to his wife
A moment so golden, the ages live, his son is born

Another Bastard brought into this world

By: PD

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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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Time For More

Ooo ah baby, I just gotta hear you some more,
Put on my headphones,a world of worlds we explore,
Lyrical romance, you got me spinnin' on all night,
Hearin' your language makes me tingle ya alright.

Baby you got me on, got me up, got me going,
I hear the rapping of your tongue sexy baby, I'm glowin'
I love it so much, Oo this heart ain't slowin'
Here is what I want from you, but I bet ya already be knowin'

Time for more, I hit repeat
Play that song again, threepeat
Over and over in my head playin'
Yeah baby I like what yer sayin'

Doin it dirty, that's the way we like done
Ridin' with no saddles oh you're the one.
a pitbull got the bark you gonna make me bite
Here's the way I like it, uh huh baby that's right

Time for more, I hit repeat
Play the song again, threepeat
Over and over in my head playin'
Yeah baby, I dig what yer sayin'

I'm gonna be your freak, give me your moment
Just an hour or two, it'll be time worthy you spent
Tie it up, take it down, get a lil' nasty I like it wild.
Come and kiss these tasty lips melt into mild.

Time for more, I hit repeat
Play me another musical treat



08-16-2014

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Felt So Right

Eyes locked, engaged, trapped in a silent exchange.
Our souls step from our shells, dancing in the empty space between us.
Look away before I drown in the need I feel inside, I  quiver.
Feeling dizzy, standing in our moment as it passes us by.
Serve me with your kindness, say nothing as I walk away.
Never had eyes melted the ice on my heart, frozen, it thaws.
Had it been a day, maybe doubt. A year, diminished my willpower.
Encounters began to climax, from no words to a mere few,
Until I took a stand, I was captivated with the need to get near you.
Closer, I had no control, you made my body tingle with your smile.
That wink when no one was watching teased a spiritual sensation.
Waving the white flag I begged for surrender from this tease.
Talk to me, let me into your life, let me crawl inside your world, stay.
Success. Face to face with no one to witness, I felt you without touching.
Heat radiated from my skin, a fire speckling my flesh in tiny bursts, exploding.
Energy, unbelievable, phenomenal melding of our auras creating power.
My mind left my body for a moment so my heart could take over.
Lips touched, soft upon wet, ticklish stubble of your hair on my chin.
Passion, oh I never knew the meaning of the word until you kissed me.
No drug could get me higher, no drink could calm my sensations.
How could something so wrong feel so right, I let go and walked away.
My heart begged to stay, you felt so right under my touch, let loose.
My mind was just too strong.
As I walked away from you, your smell on my skin, you will linger.
With that amazing kiss I broke a vow that was bound upon my finger.
We will have our dance one day, my spirit tells me it is so.
The choice I have to make, I must, though I do not want to let you go.
I do love you, you know.


For Contest : When Doing wrong feels so right
Sponsor: Jared Pickett
Name' Casarah Nance
Date: 08-11-2014

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Charlotte Russe


The rain began with striking thunder noise,
the falling drops were pelting on his head;
his bomber's jacket, after shave and poise
anticipated just, her tall spikes' tread.

Her stumbling light steps were quick and graced;
- oh, sightly maid, that fondling drops wet,
he smiles; she smiles, so rarified and laced,
her acrobatic charm and walking fret.

Her wet, Venusian bends enthrall his brain;
those curvatures must be explored and felt,
his tips will tangle in her moistened mane,
her feminine perfume and garter belt!

Athletic is his run upon the quay,
as lightning strikes around, of Zeus wrath,
in style he throws his rendezvous bouquet,
her manicured lithe fingers long to catch!

A flash demolishes the rose bouquet,
another strikes upon his buckle's brass;
resembling Nureyev at ballet
with Dame Fonteyn, he proves his dancing class!

She joins his dance beneath November's rain;
thus, he forebodes her lustful flames and cries,
uncorking the Dom Pérignon champagne,
receives a third flash on his manly prize.

Embraced they dance beneath the rain and kiss
Mille-feuille creamed her finger tips, will fuss 
to tease his buds, while deponent his lips
descend to slowly taste her "Charlotte Russe".

© 11-24-2013, All Rights Reserved
(humorous-erotic-light poetry-Iambic pentameter)

Sponsor: Charlotte Puddifoot
Contest Name: Charlotte's Scorchers: Erotic/Sensual Poetry 

Definitions:

* Mille-feuille:
The mille-feuille is a creamy pastry of French origin.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mille-feuille

* Charlotte Russe:
Charlotte Russe is a cold dessert of Bavarian cream set 
in a mold lined with ladyfingers.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Charlotte_%28cake%29


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Her Climactic Silence

I wanted you,
Near

I needed you,
Clear

Sipping desires from cucumber water
Wanton condensation
Sliding
Upon glassy downward slope

Mimicking penetrated thrusts against your core

Beyond gravitational motives, I will take you

Lip transformations unto your incipient hymns

How deep may I go
To make your roots blossom

Will tomorrow suffice?

Or do your heartstrings crave for gentle tugs
Of your chocolate scalp
Observing your cremated lyric
Spread across my precious love

Will you come
Undone

May I taste your enigmatic pores
Encompassed within Chopin sonatas

Will you let my chords rest
Within your lilac sensuality

Letting every carnal heartbeat
Latch onto peaks
Of muted want

Your moist, poignant skin
Screaming its answer

©Drake J. Eszes

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Tattoo of a Broken Heart

It’s raining in the corner
Stripes upon the floor
Bloody knife in a barroom door
Drinking whiskey
From a hollowed out gourd
Full of wasps
That rage in my core
Old man Mason
Got a smile upon his face
He knows the fire
And now I got a taste
Can’t stand up
Can’t lie down
Spinning room 
Going round and round
Lipstick so red and thick
Devils eyes are on my hip
Right hand of the devil
Is a handgun son
I’m shooting dice
I’m shooting everyone
Woke up in a Philippine jail
I’ll sail for Hong Kong
Once I make my bail
They’ll never find me
The only evidence to tell 
Is a tattoo of a broken heart
And a rusty nail

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SAFEWORD

Lover, crawl from caution and bitten tongue

for reticence is the unspoken sin,

each longing unquenched, each fantasy wrung

bring to me now, let rapture begin.

Secrets I will lavish with oil and salt,

doubt I will ravish as pleasure I give,

a  nearer heaven will hear you exalt

as you unclench your heart, finally live.

Broach the world with that reserved façade

but what you conceal I would freely grant, 

bare desires, let passion ride roughshod

and devotion will enslave and enchant.

There is no shame in flesh, in need or lust

when flesh meets soul and fear submits to trust.





For Debbie Guzzi’s Song to Poem Contest Inspired by: I would Do Anything for Love by Meatloaf Note: Theme is fantasy and trust .. and trust in fantasy... highly romantic and erotic... ; ) Hope I captured that here. 

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