Be My Guarantee, Make Love To Me

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Nothing is guaranteed. Life is fragile. It may end unexpectedly. Throw caution to the wind. Love and be loved. Don't give in to regrets. This poem comes from the heart of a woman in a war torn country...not knowing if she will live to see the light of day....she wants the security of that one night with her lover...for she knows...tomorrow...may never come.

Make love to me, baby
Cradle me
Soothe me
Pacify me
I have but you to chase them away
These demons I try to hold at bay
Tomorrow is not guaranteed
Nothing is real anyway
It's all a dream
Nothing will stay
It will all one day melt away
Why wait?
Let the melting begin
In this heat between you and me
…make me melt
In this fire
Make love to me

Nothing else but you in candle light
Nothing by your face above mine
Nothing but your hands all over me
Nothing but your scent clinging to me
Nothing but you
Now….HERE
Make love to me

Make love to me
Oh, make it last and last
Eternity past forgotten
Eternity future
May never come
Eternity present is here
In this moment
Don’t rush
To your body...crush
Hush
Every other noise
But the panting of my heart
whispered moans
Your name bursting 
From trembling lips
Don’t let anything else
Take your mind away from me
The world doesn’t exist
the universe?
It's only lies 
It’s here
My universe in your eyes
Blazing comets of desire
Combusting into me
All that was ever meant to be
Will be
Just..
Make love to me

Close your ears
To these sounds of war
In this shelter
Be safe
Close your ears
To the deafening blasts
They won't last
We will
Forget the ground shaking
The world being torn apart
Tear off my clothes
Shake me
Let me quake
In the blast of your passion
Fill your ears with the sounds of me
Thundering ecstasy
Deafening heartbeats
My voice telling you….breathlessly
You are who you’re meant to be
A lover not a fighter
A lover of me
Make love to me

We may not live another week
Baby…not another day
Nothing is guaranteed
Just this hour
This moment of melding into one
Coming undone
Flesh on flesh reality
I close my eyes
And let myself go free
Who cares what becomes of me
Right now, right here
Paradise is sinking into me…
As you make love
As you make that sweet love
To ME...

Eileen Manassian

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014



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Date: 8/14/2014 11:55:00 AM
Well, all I really can say about this poem is Wow! It's true, I hadn't visited you in a while nor anyone else. Ever since FJ left I haven't been on the Soup much.
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Date: 8/13/2014 8:05:00 AM
This made me think of the second world war. I imagine the urgency of passion when people don't know if they will live another day. It would make the experience that much more intense. Well expressed Eileen.
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Eileen Manassian
Date: 8/13/2014 4:53:00 PM
That is what I wanted to portray, Richard. I guess as I'm getting older...I'm realize that life is transient...I don't want to live with regrets. It's been a very difficult year for me, in many ways...My mortality is always in my mind...I don't want to go without leaving in a blaze of glory...What better way! :) Thanks for the visit.
Date: 8/13/2014 1:34:00 AM
You are Love's lawyer woman! Damn! You are the Cause of Eternity's shame, the Cause of Love Making with no blame or promise, just two hearts reaching one maximum moment. This is so intense...J.A.B.
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Eileen Manassian
Date: 8/13/2014 4:55:00 PM
Love's Lawyer. That is as original as it gets, Justin! :) I think I like the title very much, thank you. Intense... ;) My middle name...Sometimes my own intensity bothers me, but....I intensely enjoy the good things in life as well. Thanks for the visit...Hugs
Date: 8/12/2014 6:39:00 PM
STRONG love makin', heart shakin' poem! Almost has hints of Buddhism in the Past, Present, and Future lines...could just be my perception. At any rate, the Free lines are all there, "Nothing is guaranteed", you can almost guarantee that is true:) Keep it Paradisiac in the Prosy ProsaicS PoeteSS!
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Eileen Manassian
Date: 8/12/2014 10:20:00 PM
Thanks, JS. I was in a somber mood when I wrote this. It has the desperation of Titanic moments....All is ending...when not taste eternity. It would be the best way to go. I've lived through war...and the terror of war. It's a daily reality here...Very frustrating to always worry about life and death issues....Thanks for the visit.
Date: 8/12/2014 4:22:00 PM
From the words of dead poets society 'carpe diem' - a film i simply adore and i simply adore this sensual write Eileen! Hugs Jan xxxx Love the lines We may not live another week Baby…not another day Nothing is guaranteed - oh how true:-(
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Eileen Manassian
Date: 8/12/2014 10:21:00 PM
Yes, sweetie. I'm feeling a bit...down. We try to dry out the sounds all around us and focus on the one thing meant to last...LOVE! Thanks for your visit. Love the poem Vie has up for you. Will swing around soon. Got to get going...Hugs
Date: 8/12/2014 3:49:00 PM
No guarantees....seize the moment....very sensual...hugs Tim
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Eileen Manassian
Date: 8/12/2014 10:22:00 PM
Yes, Tim....You live only once. No time for regrets or for what ifs....Thanks for the post and visit.
Date: 8/12/2014 3:40:00 PM
Passionate endearing write Eileen! Thank you for your kind visits to my verse..
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Eileen Manassian
Date: 8/12/2014 3:41:00 PM
:) Read your last one too....I'm coming back to comment. It was lovely! Hugs
Date: 8/12/2014 3:34:00 PM
Nothing is guaranteed, you got that right, This is filled with passion and need for the present. I enjoyed this very much :) :)
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Eileen Manassian
Date: 8/12/2014 3:36:00 PM
Thanks, Cas. I read your latest...It is full of passion as well. Your heart and mind in turmoil. Great entry for the contest. Should have left a post. Thanks for stopping by.
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