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A flame of enigma bellowed in the pit of his belly,
its' seraphic luster so stout.
It peered through the windows of his body,
through dark stagnant eyes that rest mounted on his face,
so carved and clencted.
I blanched in its' brillance.
That flame so haunting,
it raptured the faint walls that buckled my heart,
making it whole.
So cold in stanse.
But now its' pulsing lay intweened with another outcasted heart.
One that had been expelled from the keen and glaciared persons,
whom walked down the breech streets of a banning commonalty.
My arms knew exactly how to clutch him,
wrap him in a pillowed comfort that masked my flesh.
For my arms,
what rest in them was a soul whom alike was overcomed and mangled.
He rested in them,
so alive in fresh freedom of an apprehending paramour whom could nod and weep to the
consternated apologues of his youth and future comings of a man.
And that's what traced the adulation in his blood.
Giving him the daring attuide to oust me bare,
broadcasting the truth that barked and howled behind false inhibitions,
a veal of empathy,
And if you're alone
and I'm alone
lets be alone
together
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The heavy musk of cheap Colon wiggled round my nose,
like a carousel.
It was stained of your clothes,
that were laying right there,
off of you.
My thirsty fingers drank your skin,
rushing endlessly over and over it again,
every sappy sip leaving a sweet addiction for more.
I felt your teeth sink into my lips,
your hunger grew to the point of no control.
You heard my cries under the muffle of soundproof walls.
Calling out for more of you
to be induced into my body.
The sheets ran red with sin,
our bodies rattling to over gratified nerves,.
Our sweat dripping the heavy words of amity and
banishment of innocence.
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Your convictions spread thin,
morals delayed for friday nights.
And alibi's for a biast mind?
I find no reply,
I find no reply.
I consume in baneful thoughts
my maladys, my ardors,
watched them sold and bought.
You tell,
You tell,
Has your secrecy lost?
My ears are open.
My head,
an empty space,
waiting to be cluttered.
Fill me with your affection,
your affliction,
your deepest dejection.
And my arms,
open wide.
Open to hold you,
protect you,
keep you,
warm and tight,
warm and tight.
And you ache,
of pains not physical.
And your lips,
prune and dry whimsical.
If I could just know what you're thinking,
what's the product to your laceration?
Open up that chest,
and catch the dreams in your heart,
they're rifting,
they're sinking.
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The night was young,
thick floral aromas,
flooding my nose.
It didn't distract me from thought
-like I'd hope
This strong shame shelling over
the rendered heart
pulsing behind my flesh.
As i walked down curbs and crossed over Negro streets
I was distend to find something else.
Maybe the darkness shedding from my eyes,
hauled out all the glare,
from the moon,
shinning over my head.
I though I'd blame the sun,
not being able to fill the absence,
of the light I needed.
Troubled, Obscene and groggy
at best,
but my feet kept moving.
Walking to a place,
I haven't found yet.
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I watched his world dance to the coast line symphony,
a tune that hummed pshaw.
I thought death, silenced the story
but when remorse trots along and settles among ones heart,
haunting ghastly at how pruned,
it has something more to say.
He lost his chance to dream,
a lackluster youth,
chafing in his veins.
He baylinged at the blue moon,
left behind in a big bad world,
society to fast for him to catch.
So he walked along the shore,
his lonely heart,
commanded in desire,
to forgive the pulse,
that would soon stop to beat.
His lungs cringing,
bawdy in thought,
he seemed to give up the theory,
all one needs is love.
Cause lust stopped fueling,
young knowledge,
smothered by havoc.
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His eyes pleaded me to hold him,
whispering the words that could only stoy away in the slashed pupils of affliction.
I felt my veins course thicker,
filling up with hot blood,
pulsing from this steamy emotion subsiding in my gut.
Twisting and turning my nerves,
they stung like needles,
they stung like needles.
I striped away his clothes,
the needless covers of false inhibitions,
gone in seconds,
to the the floor they fell.
His kisses rushing over my submissive skin,
left a chill of secrets,
A shadow of mystery creeping
across the walls of my heart,
lerking for a chamber to write his memory.
He was already there,
he was already there.
His hard lips,
a singe to my tongue,
a flame of frenzy,
of which was unfamiliar.
And even though his face rots in the cold rooms of my regret,
when I watch the rains paste in sallow mist skies of a pallid moon,
I catch him dancing in it,
a figment to represent,
the beauty in him,
of him,
all him.
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I thought your beaten soul would carve a path
leading straight to your heart
and the song dancing in your blood
would sing once more.
The feelings exploding inside me
can't keep them in control
but your to caught up
to entwined
in this empty life your leading.
A hollow man
your disguise
but i know beyond
a porcelain staff
that leaves all the maydons moist
so keep pretending you have no mind
but when the harlot comes along
and drops the dagger
to laugh at the blood on her hands
leaving your heart
desecrated
upon your throne laced with lies
You'll be nothing more
then a memory
lost in my mind
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Like a scarf,
Your arms rest down my neck.
Slinking hands hanging gentle,
down my torso.
I feel your sharp breasts contract with heavy breathes,
down my spine.
I listen,
I feel,
Your hammer heart beat.
Tap once
Tap Twice
atop my submissive skin.
We float linear
But I jot along,
wild,
for when we fall,
laned together as man and woman.
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Uncover my skin with your lips,
before the midnight sun clasps' over the sky.
My body is haunted by the hypnotic touch of your soft finger tips.
My eyes dance with fiery passion,
as i begin to reveal your flesh for what is really is.
The clock seems endless,
as sand grains rush threw the bottomless hour glass,
i fall to my knees in elegant beauty.
I feel the goosebumps wrapping themselves around you,
your skin becoming clumpy and chilled.
The addicting taste of your tongue molests me,
I become a starving animal
in dying need to satisfy my hunger.
The moans,
stained with dripping remorse.
The floor,
covered with our bodies,
we are merged into one.
Your body's' blissful curves reminding me of the violet hills,
i run threw them.
I see your honesty breaking the dawn that is a rising,
and murdering the darkness that tried to corrupt the angel's singing.
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