Poet Tacito Poet Free verse

Her Intoxicating Smile

Her embedded dialect,
Savored

I become a speechless stanza,
Craving her conjugated inhales

Hopped up grins,
Engorge momentary lapse of pre-judgments

Grandfathered seconds pass my retinas with
3rd eye epiphanies, 
As she encroaches my textured tomorrows

How do I fly upon this gifted morn
When her lily-coated grins placate my Gaia wings,
Without uncertainty’s scorn

How do I breathe new breaths,
When her articulated verbs
Conjugate my silence

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©Drake J. Eszes

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Amaris Thomas September 14, 2016 at 3:15 PM Heyalow, it's about time I visited your poems and you, sir, did not disappoint :). I like your style Poet Tacito September 14, 2016 at 3:24 PM Hey Robyn. It's been a long time! I didn't think you'd come by. :) I appreciate that very much!

Angelita Red March 1, 2016 at 9:39 PM Your words definitely make my tongue dance. Poet Tacito March 26, 2016 at 2:45 PM A very nice remark, Angelita. Thank you.

Debbie Duncan August 10, 2015 at 11:43 PM Another great verse from you :) Poet Tacito March 26, 2016 at 2:45 PM Way overdue on this. Thank you so much, Debbie. Hope you've been doing good.

Ana Espinola Collins October 9, 2014 at 10:34 PM Such an unique style of writing you have Jake...truly and thoroughly enjoyed this poem! Take care :) Ana Poet Tacito October 12, 2014 at 9:30 AM Hi Ana!!! Ah, no worries. I knew what you meant. :) I sincerely appreciate it!! Thank you!!! Ana Espinola Collins October 9, 2014 at 10:51 PM Ooops...sorry.Drake ??

Laura Breidenthal September 8, 2014 at 4:20 PM One look is all it takes... sounds like a striking and gripping smile. I've seen a couple in my life and they still leave me breathless. This is such a fine poem Drake. Every time I come back to read some of your newer work, I always think... where have I been!? This is truly amazing stuff and you wrote this with perfect substance, perfect inspiration. "Hopped up grins, Engorge momentary lapse of pre-judgments"..now those are some powerful lines. Loved it all...Always, Laura Poet Tacito September 8, 2014 at 5:09 PM Yes, as have I. Yes, where HAVE you been lately? :D I'm SUPER glad you're back though!!!!! Thank you so, so much, Laura!!!!

Jslambert Mister Roboto August 31, 2014 at 10:01 PM I know we haven't met but I've read yir' stuff and listened to your online show. IT, like your poetry, is something shiningly special. BTW, I think I know this girl from this poem, Debbie From up the Street!?? She's got a mean Everything! J/K Hey, I do street poetry with several inner city poets across the states, and your flow reminds me a lot of some of the finer spoken word pieces performed! Big fan of Metaphoria! Take care and Keep Pumpin' the RAW! 7rate, cus that's all the soup gods allow Poet Tacito September 2, 2014 at 1:32 PM LOL, no it was about "Debbie's" cousin, "Rhonda". :D All jokes aside, I absolutely appreciate this, Roboto! Metaphoria is a good place, oh yes it is. :) Many thanks to you!

Monterey Sirak August 30, 2014 at 8:26 AM Stunned by a smile, wondering what words lips would form. Like passing glances from strangers in the night and being left with no time to read behind the eyes. You always amaze me. The last line is stuck in my head. I think I will cross stitch it for my wall. It will make everyone stop and say "hmmm" Too deep. Poet Tacito September 2, 2014 at 1:31 PM MONTEREY!!!! :D This comment heartens me greatly! You're awesome. Thank you so much!

Richard Lamoureux August 29, 2014 at 8:13 AM You have a way of making me happy and sad at the same time. I'm torn and left dangling between the extremities of you. Poet Tacito August 29, 2014 at 8:23 AM Hell of a comment, sir! I was definitely on a roll as I wrote this one. This was, interestingly enough, based on a smile that I did come across here at work. I just had to write it out. Sorry it made you sad though! I certainly wasn't aiming for sadness. Maybe disappointment because that's all I'll be able to enjoy of her. :) Thanks so much, Richard!

Wilma Neels August 28, 2014 at 2:04 PM Love the last stanza Drake, thanks for popping in on my side. Its been a while, quite refreshing to be reading your gems again..;) be good Poet Tacito August 28, 2014 at 2:42 PM Indeed. :) Always! It's great to see you around again!

Demetrios Trifiatis August 26, 2014 at 5:45 AM Engulfed by the flames of your poetic expression unable am I worthy words of praise to utter! So good to see you Drake! Let us hope we see each other again! Poet Tacito August 28, 2014 at 1:15 PM Demetrios, you have no clue what that means to me. Truly. I am very grateful for your compliments. Thank you so, so damn much!!! :D

Charmaine Chircop August 25, 2014 at 3:36 PM You become a speechless stanza and an oil painting pastel verse with fiery burning strokes..So powerful Drake,So nice to read 'you'again-Charma Poet Tacito August 25, 2014 at 4:01 PM Hey, darling Charmaine!!!! You're adorable to say that. Thank you so much! :D

Eileen Manassian August 25, 2014 at 2:01 PM Oh Drake...that last stanza...does it get better than that? Her articulated verbs conjugate my silence...WOW! Hugs! I've missed you....HERE! I've missed you HERE! Good to have you HERE! Stay HERE! Oh...is there a recurring theme here? ;) Keep on keeping on, dear. Eileen Manassian August 25, 2014 at 2:31 PM WHAT A COMPLIMENT! I KNOW...how you like your food! ;) Poet Tacito August 25, 2014 at 2:30 PM ROFL!!!!! You melt my heart like few others can, Eileen! You are the PB in my PB&J sammich! I shall continue on....here. ;-)