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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

Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2012


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I Think Of You - An Alternative Universe - 6


From childhood it was a world of two...you and I...
I leaned lightly, leisurely against your heart and you let me in.

We were five I use to draw you rose scented flowers
using an ordinary led pencil. Youth! The world was ours.

Seven!  I know that was the first time I saw you blush.
I whispered a song for you so no one else would hear.

Oh when we were nine! The potato sack race.  I entered with Lisa.
 You gave me that look. Oh that look!  And you  left without a word.

At eleven years old I had my "magic wink". "A Magic Wink" you'd
say sarcastically.  How it made you giggle to make fun of it.

It was at thirteen we decided to burn the gym floor with our moves.
Our first dance.  You stole my breath. Emptied the room of oxygen.

Fifteen...we started running and my God we ran and ran...
our shoe prints dug into the concrete. It was then I knew. Forever.

Then suddenly at seventeen in the slip of time you left, dissapeared.
Stunned! I slept through the next two years even in the full light of day.

At nineteen I swam an endless pool but even the chlorine couldn't
clear your scent from my memory as my spirit filled out hard as steel.

Was it on my twenty first birthday you showed up? You showed up
 tried to hug me hello. Silent! Cold! I turned and walked away.

Was I still twenty one when I apologized for that day. When you asked 
for an explanation. I recited false words but we both knew. Hurt for hurt.

Then at twenty five we still had issues to work out. I asked you bluntly 
why you cut me loose in the prime of our youth. You my first and only.

I asked the question that burned in my gut. Without words your eyes spoke. 
You were still in love with me. There was only me. I your first and only.

Finally our lips met to never part again. Left to wonder why, I accept our 
lives without an answer. My love was that. Why would I have let you go?

Older than old now. One last time you leave. Death makes this choice. 
Alone again I remember how I never knew why once you left.

Not everything  is explained or understood,
like music by a one arm man playing a violin.

I sport my blank stare. Naked is the body of life.
Mystery sings blind the song of the lark!

and I...

i think of you.



March 29 2015
Armand




Copyright © Maurice Yvonne | Year Posted 2015


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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! 
Begging for forgiveness, in a position of love
My words are bashing with one stuttering sound
Moaning & Moaning, 
As you make my head spin like a merry-go-round
Craving for you to unleash a liquid heaven sound

My body speaks and mumbles a language 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's all I consume
You engage me, to provoke you with everything I got
Yelling, please master don't ever stop!
At this moment, I yearn for excitement
To feel the 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
Come here and 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 
Reaching every steamy spot
Encourage me to stimulate your mental needs
You are the 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 of your command
Your hazel eyes are the 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 the beginning-
-Of my delicious delight!

          by: PD

**A sweet Dedication To My Babe**

Copyright © Poet Destroyer A | Year Posted 2011


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Secret of the Mortician

The Secret of the Mortician

Dead, but I got eyes
Prepares my body at the morgue
Opens the chest
Drains the blood from its nudity
Admires my body before it decays

After The process of embalming
His hands run all over
I'm still dead
He's satisfied

The next day 
Writes an outstanding obituary 
I sit on display

~SKAT~

Copyright © SKAT A | Year Posted 2015


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Yesterday Love Was Such An Easy Game To Play


Yesterday, I went home for lunch, I never go home for lunch. When I got to our apartment  I don't know why but I didn't reach for my key.  Francine was at work and I always leave last in the morning.  I was sure I had locked the door but I didn't reach for my key. I reached for the door knob and turned. The door was open.  I don't know how I knew. The moment I entered I knew.  I froze. I could feel it, smell it, hell I could taste it. I started walking but my muscles wouldn't move,  my lungs were grasping for air  for some oxygen  some sweet, sweet oxygen but I could barely breathe. “Leave!” I told myself but I kept walking. Not really walking,  it was like moving through mud,  like a slow motion scene in a movie.  But this wasn't a movie.  This was my life and I could feel it slipping away  from my grasp. I heard noises! Francine.  I had heard those noises a hundred times before,  they were the sounds of an Angel  but this was no heaven  this was my own private nightmare. The moans traveled through the muck in the air  amplified like the hiss from a distorted speaker.  It mocked me over and over again. Climbing a mountain might have been easier  but I finally reached the bedroom, and there they were, and there she was. I knew, I knew the moment I entered the apartment.  Why hadn't I just turned back?  I could barely see, my eyes were blurry,  covered in layers of my own tears. I could see her  I knew I had never seen him before. They were naked and in our bed.  Naked in OUR BED! How do you that? How do you cross the line to that extreme? You'd think the green eyed monster  would control my actions from here on in.  I did see green! I was insanely jealous but I didn't want to end up the morning headline in the newspaper. That monster jealousy was by my side but I took charge.  I'd have to keep him at bay, at least for now. You'd think I would be mad, I wasn't. You'd think I'd curse and call her whore. I didn't! Being cut open alive must be lest painful than this.   This hacked away at my spirit,  tore away at my self worth. I felt like a pile of worthless shreds. I spoke I mean my lips moved and words came out... I think.  I think I said,  I'm not sure it all happened so fast, she never spoke. I could see the shame on her face  she didn't need to speak,  but, but I think I said 'Sorry... I said Sorry and I left. I wandered for what seemed hours,  it was minutes.  It wasn't like I was meandering to a different drummer;  there just wasn't any music anymore. I was moving to the rhythm of the beating of my own heart.  Like a broken record it was skipping, like a broken record it played  in a loop of repetitive monotony. I suffered in my circled steps  until I couldn't stand it any more. I found just enough strength  to return to the apartment. I knew she was gone  I already felt the emptiness in my whole. We'd never see each other again. We had been so much. She was a big part of my life. She was the love of my life. I would never love anyone like that again. So much of her was me. I thought she was my soul mate. We let go of all of it. There is a feeling of betrayal. A feeling of disgust. A jealousy that takes over. I'd never look at her the same again. Everything she ever did from that day on would always make me suspicious. Jealousy would rule me. Jealousy should never rule anyone. If you can't trust the people in your life, friend or lover, you need to remove that person from your life. You have to remove that person out of your life. Trust, is the only gift we can offer. Friend, lover or stranger! People can trust me. My word is my bond. I let her go,  I really didn't have a choice I would never be the same again. She was gone. She had left a note. It said Sorry! Sorry! We both were. Maurice Yvonne 11~30~2014 Sponsor: Verlena S. Walker Contest Name: The Green-Eyed Monster 
 

Copyright © Maurice Yvonne | Year Posted 2014


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Forbidden lover night time musings

Oh beloved, uplift your veil so I may enter your forbidden kingdom Savouring those untouched succulent fruits Relinquish your modesty - submit to me so, I may stroke your tender delicate skin absorbing and blending, our souls merging pulses beating faster with passionate evolution Your elegant body is an untravelled journey grant me permission to travel upon it for, I am the cicerone who yearns to guide solely leaving footprints, upon my ultimate destination 23 December 2015

Copyright © Silent One | Year Posted 2015


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BASTARD

"All Children Are Beautiful"

His heart of white, deep shallow wells, yet beautiful
He smirks, a grin, 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 pound 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 into 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 to 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: 

Copyright © Poet Destroyer A | Year Posted 2014


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Thirsty Love





As a young boy
    I watch with interest the small man
   Wolf Hunter - a wise father of the hunt


He begins an old ritual
   coating his knife blade 
   rich animal blood and tallow fat
   freeze

Wolf Hunter adds another blood-tallow layer
   freeze 
   and another – freeze

A frozen tallow-blood knife

Wolf Hunter knowing the wolf
    fixes his knife in ground
    blade up  
    prays and leaves . . .



Grey wolf sniffs air and begins to run
    blood is on the wind  
    he licks, tasting the delicious blood-tallow

He howls into the night and licks faster
   a blood lust building 
   lapping the blade until the sharp edge bites 

Feverishly now, faster and harder 
   Grey wolf licks the blade in the arctic night
   great is his craving for blood

The insatiable blood-thirst 
    now being satisfied by his own warm blood 
    the naked blade biting his tongue
    his carnivorous appetite devouring 




In the pale morning light
    Wolf Hunter finds Grey Wolf
    dead in the snow
    stooping down he picks up his knife

 I stand . . . frozen  – sicken by the sight
    Wolf Hunter looking at me says
    . . .  to be consumed by your own desire
                    is a dangerous and deadly foe 




Years later
    staring at the bottle
    hands shaking -- eyes filled with lust
    a vison: a grey wolf consumed . . . dead
    the howl of the wolf-wind beseeching 

To be consumed by your own desire is a dangerous and deadly foe


                          \_____/>
                          /\      /\









David Meade
12-12-2014

Live Generously

Copyright © David Meade | Year Posted 2014


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Whispers of passion

He wrote words that enticed her whispered musings to seduce her made her body tingle without touch cajoled her heart with bleeding ink He was half the world away yet, she felt him so close he connected with every part body, soul, heart and mind Every word was woven on her heart his voice echoed, enchanting gracefully intoxicating every beat of her life the distance had become to much He heard a knock on the door there she was dressed in black her aroma grabbed his senses her smile left him helpless Eyes locked in serene silence he could hear her heart pulsating as he placed his palm on her cheek her whole body felt paralysed as the hair on her neck raised calmly he stroked her dark hair beautifully elegant, complimenting her soft tender delicate bronze skin gently he placed his lips on her mouth succulently kissing her glowing lips finally tasting his beloved's nectar Her eyes shut with ecstatic delirium he kissed every part of her body she no longer had any control as he cultivated her body planting his seed deep inside passionately she whispered his name as their bodies harvested thrusting deeper and faster with his tongue carving every inch of her body like a chisel Volcanic desire erupted his words were now her reality his embrace her sanctuary as he held her tight whispering promises to never let her go 15 January 2016

Copyright © Silent One | Year Posted 2016


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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 | Year Posted 2014


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Wish You Were Here

Day after day, word upon word
So much spoken, so much heard
Deep beneath the written lines
Feelings grow, hearts align

Hidden from a past that's been bitten
In the stars our future will be written

So much beauty escaping my eyes
Staring up into those starry skies
Searching for answers, seeking a sign
Wishing one day you will be mine

The distance between us closing fast
Spurred by a new love that will last

Sparks are flying, the embers burn
Hearts pining, future lovers yearn
Two craving bodies soon will be near
Oh darling how I wish you were here



Copyright © Tim Smith | Year Posted 2014


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Final seduction

He had waited for her, all his life All she wanted was to stay in his arms to awaken each day in his embrace All she needed was the love he bled to last every minute of her lifetime but, tomorrow he would be gone His goodbye, cut her like a knife - deeply he was trembling inside, but remained calm This was his final night with his beloved last time they would enjoy each other carnal desires flamed - the final seduction In pure silence, he could hear her tears falling as he touched her, she moved away in sorrow He held her hand - delicately kissed her tears his mouth, a soothing oasis for her waterfalls as his subtle tongue soaked her heartbreak A flame ignited in her eyes, fragile like a candle her tender tongue, opened the door to ecstasy as tongues danced and lips passionately kissed He was the curator to her flower garden and he knew this was his last masterpiece His last chance to show his lover - the love he held for all he needed was the love she gave He removed her clothes, without pausing for breath seductively he explored her bronzed olive skin worshipping his Goddess with attentive devotion Lost in nirvanic utopia, she opened to him as he lost himself, inside her wonderland The night was filled with lovers dancing in paradise Illuminated scorching hot intense excitement But, when she opened her chocolate brown eyes, he was gone leaving a note - promising to love her till the end of time The Silent One 17 January 2016

Copyright © Silent One | Year Posted 2016


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Philosopher's Stone

Do Not Trust a Word, she says

She speaks of sunken treasures the way no one else does
The map to her heart is drawn by the sun
Her smile of gold ride out the waves
The moon attracted by the prestige of her glowing art
With great pleasure, your heart now sits in a glass case

Her love lavishes making every moment memorable.
This lovely lady cultivates you in every way
Your blood rises to her flirtatious demand,
Her eyes, hypnotize, invade every dream,
Endless lust, pulled by the enigma of dragon dust wind
Falling flowers of forgetfulness, when lost to her spell
She lives, she breathes your ribs in

Words were spoken, now wrapped around your heart
In a game of trust, her kiss hushes your lips
Like a syndrome, you babble and drool ----stepping all over yourself
You are nothing more than a fool in love, 
Trusting and turning every word she says into gold


~I LOVE YOU~

( A Poet Destroyer Collection)

Copyright © SKAT A | Year Posted 2015


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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

Copyright © Aiyah de Torres | Year Posted 2014


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Oh sweetheart

Oh sweetheart,
come let me adore you,
come let me soothe you,
come let me heal you,
come let me love you..
I will keep you in my heart,
let you reside in my mind,
I will love you with my soul,
as my soul will last forever.
You are my desire and my passion,
you've intoxicated my senses,
with your melodious voice,
now grant me your presence..
Oh my beloved,
come, let us become one.

The Silent One.

Copyright © Silent One | Year Posted 2015


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Paid Performance

A beat of drums, a song of solitude.
A deep and timid red, so softly hued.
Majestic beauty, truth is deep like night.
I come to play, if playing Queen is right.
A love is tempting, lust is just a game.
I steal a kiss as fears do turn from shame.
A sigh, a tie, I twist in pleasures sting.
I close my eyes, it's worth remembering.
A song of sex, a dance, I need to hear.
The sound of rushing, breathing, near my ear.
I tie a rope around a willing wrist.
A tie so red it makes the roses twist.
A puppet, pawn, my game is chess, I win.
A check, my mate, be ready to begin.
I feast on pain and pleasure, giving more.
Enjoy the time behind the dark red door.


08-05-2014
Casarah Nance

Copyright © Casarah Nance | Year Posted 2014


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When love calls

Beautiful beloved of mine how can one live if living is without you life without you is no dream no fantasy with you apart I am lost to my self for it is you just you only you you and me life is your name my worries my pain my heart my soul my desire my affection only you you and me eternally our love is ONE everyday breathing for you not a second goes by without your on my mind your name on every sigh on the tip of my tongue my anguish my sorrow my tears only for you you and me tranquillity For you I live what other reason would there be your presence is my only desire all my worries will be gone when we are together as one for it is you only you you and me my fire my passion my lust my love my devotion my Goddess ecstasy come my sweetheart I only sing your praise come feel my love lose yourself in me so, I may lose myself in you let us celebrate our love The Silent One 14 January

Copyright © Silent One | Year Posted 2016


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Love Never Sleeps

My mind has gone crazy without any sleep 
Running on empty with these hours I keep 
If I don't get to bed soon, I might explode 
But all that I am after is to crack your code
 
I've already gotten, the key to your heart 
Right now I'm not interested in that part 
What I want, is to get this zipper undone 
Baby, wake up, it's time to have some fun
 
The candles are burning, the wax soon will be hot 
The rope's on the night stand, come tie me in knots 
Pillage and plunder, strip me down to my core 
Treat me with disdain, make me feel like a whore 

Time to get raw, get real, to lose the disguise
Want me completely, the sex's in your eyes 
Sleep can wait, but why put our marriage on hold 
Keep the thrill alive baby, that is what we are told

So wake up baby, our stars are going to shine. 
Your body, give it to me, and I'll give you mine.

Copyright © CT Duet | Year Posted 2014


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The one who holds my heart

Oh beloved, the one who holds my heart,
I have travelled the world seeking you.
Through stormy seas, across death ridden deserts,
climbed the highest mountain and walked though troubled jungles.
Yet, still I struggle to find you, some say I've gone mad, 
but I know you exist as I can feel you through my pulsating heart.
The chapters of my love story have not yet began,
but I know this is more than a Romeo and Juliet affair.
This is not about a boy and a girl, falling in love forever,
this is about a mere mortal connecting with a Goddess like Venus.
Two hearts connected through a spiritual existence,
awaiting the fate of the magical union of touch.
My passion is like that of a magnificent waterfall,
only you can extinguish this endless flame of carnal desire.
Come, let me adore you, I am a devotee to your love,
come, let me burn inside you, I am the curator of your flower garden.
I yearn for you, like a sinner begs for forgiveness,
I want to cherish you, to die inside you.
Don't deny it, this is fate, I live for you and you for me,
honour me with your presence and feel my love...

Silent One. 2 August 2015.

Copyright © Silent One | Year Posted 2015


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Come a little closer

Why do you stand there and only stare,
come a little closer, if you dare.
Let me take away your every care,
slowly remove what little I wear.
Feel my skin it's delicate and fair,
touch me tenderly and stroke my hair.
My pink lips disguise a hidden lair,
deep inside there is a lust so rare.
Let me fulfil your every prayer,
as our bodies dance with carnal flair.
When inside me nothing can compare,
come a little closer to this chair.

3 March 2016
Vizualize, Scrutunize and Remark - Poetry Contest by Forever Malta

Monorhyme
9 syllables per line.

Copyright © Silent One | Year Posted 2016


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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

Copyright © Drake Eszes | Year Posted 2013


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Seduction's Abduction


I begin as a covet, dulcet demure
pure in play, unbound to a dogma or tablature, a luscious lure,
I find that nerve of passion's verve nestled 'neath narcissistic comfiture
a covey of tingles taunting the ambition you serve, swift and swill I swerve,
in you I introduce a tempo of truth trailing a kiss along your spine's curve
a persuasion of perversion purring patiently in almighty allure,
reaching your pinnacle pulse I assure,

Entwining myself around your libido with nibbling nurture
binding you to the alter of painstaking pleasure I relieve with analgesic swelter
hoodwinking your will with a delicate dominance I am the prima donna capture,
embellishing the envisage of eros, I burnish organs keen with aphrodisiac welter
you become a devout captive to me, the divine dominator,
I am the matador confronting your impulsive power
the target of your sexual tremor,
spear tipped with warm vigor
into you I pound a wonder,
vice and virtue surrender
to principle superior in passionate plunder, for you become the conquer's lover,
taking my spirit from specter to flesh victor,

I will make a woman the vessel of volcanic velvet,
revolutionize female thighs, simmering the sighs in eyes,
make the wrap of a man's arms a hearth of healing heat soul felt,
his tongue a torch pinging with paced pause within mouths magnetized, 

A coup de tat taken to your Shangrila,
weaknesses my wayfaring, strengths the servants of my junta
my sweet magic of mayhem laid upon your lithesome lips, the coup de grace -

J.A.B.

Copyright © Justin Bordner | Year Posted 2014


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Ravish Me

Come take me
Ravish me
Rip me apart
Come steal my heart

The nights I long for you
Wishing my dreams would come true
You take me
Seduce me
Reduce me
To a primal man

Your wet lips hit mine
So divine
A kiss for all time
Not letting go
Passion I show
To the heavens we'll go

Come ravish me
Scratch your name in my back
Tattoo your love on my heart
And that's just a start

Come touch my soul
Come make me whole
Come tie me down
Come wear my crown

Take me to new heights
Be my delight
Bathe in my scent
Be my main event

Crave me
Taste me
Savor me
Devour me

Baby come ravish me

Copyright © Tim Smith | Year Posted 2014


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The Loss of Innocence

I remember…

Shimmering gold ribbons
Draped over the 
Glassy surface of the bay of Fundy
On a black see through
Summer night


I was new to love
Shy beneath your penetrating gaze
At a loss for words

And you…
Telling me my eyes spoke volumes
And the tears that welled up in them 
Against my will
Eventually falling over the edge of innocence
Into adolescence 
As your whispers
And my sighs
Melted on the rippling crest 
Of  those waves
That came softly 
To break upon the shore
As the pale moon looked down 
In utter silence

Author:  Elaine George
Written: June, 2014

Copyright © Elaine George | Year Posted 2014


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LOVE STORY

LOVE STORY
The breeze is in my hair. The moon is gleaming behind me. The love I feel is everlasting. Cadence of my soul. Show me your happiness Share, my love. Laugh with me Our destiny is mixed with pleasure. Our essence treasured. Come walk with me in the garden. Alive - Let's reach our ultimate…high. Smile, darling smile Kiss me with your eyes. Forever we are. Champagne we drink To toss our uniting. You feel my sylph A fulfilled spirit. This journey succumbs me. I am free for you to love. Embrace your ideas Let the breeze come in. Dance to the ecstasy. Release all your fears. Capture this time As our minds, intertwine. Laugh with me Inflection of my soul. Show me your happiness. Share, my love. A majestic dynasty Our empire In time Now! Here we stand You and I forever. No obstacles have formed. You are my one and only. Woman, smile Kiss me with your eyes. Forever we are. Thrive - Let's reach our ultimate…highs. This is our life... Together This is our existence... Forever Ardor love Justified by God Come walk with me in the garden As we write our love story.
MY PHILOSOPHY
Man is man. His skin is what makes difference. His upbringing differentiates. This is, he states, “God's way.” DARK SUNSHINE - VSW _________________________________________| PENNED ON AUGUST 03, 2014!

Copyright © Verlena S. Walker | Year Posted 2014