I was mesmerized by his blonde hair and blue eyes
He was a teen idol in the fifties, where I lived
A teen heart throb, adored by most of us
When Damn Yankees came out, I was thrilled
He was innocent, enticed by big bad Gwen Verdon
Though I was a child, I wanted her to leave him alone
I felt he was mine. Loved seeing his photos in magazines.
He was in comedies and musicals, and good in both genres.
I feel I could melt looking into those blue eyes.
Tab Hunter, a gorgeous man, loved by most of us preteens.
Adored as much as we liked Frankie Avalon, maybe more adored.
I take a deep sigh as I remember his blue eyes and lovely smile.
Three times the mass of the sun
were the boobs of stripper, Priscilla the Hun.
And when the adoring men yelled out for more,
she'd shimmy and knock 'em all to the floor ~
first with the left, and then with the right one.
Spontaneous me adores retirement
Daily I resolve to make no plans
I do not get into a car, I drive nowhere
My husband loves to shop, so he does the shopping
I do not do the laundry
I do not vacuum
I do not clean tar off the couch
My husband loves to clean, so I let him
I crawl into my turtle shell
Draw up my feet,
My phone is off
Outside communication is not possible
Unless I turn it back on.
I do that when I want to, if I want to
My time is my own
For me and no one else
Ideas take me hither and yon
In my world of imagination
I do nothing I do not want to do
Ask my husband
I adore nature lured,
as dawn paints calm sea pink,
soft wind whispers in glee,
gliding on golden waves,
charms the sailor in me.
I adore nature lured,
as on lap of blue hills
lie the last sun rays bright,
tapestry of tinged cloud
makes motif of twilight.
I adore nature lured,
as in leaned verdant vale,
sleek stream shines silver glow,
with its mystique murmur
the tunes of my joy flow.
I adore nature lured,
as rainbow splendor spans
the rain washed crystal sky,
enticed by divine art,
my winged delight soars high.
You are in my dreams a future with you I hope to come true
My life will never be complete without you
True love did not exist until you came into my life
I kneel before you with a ring in hand hoping you will become my wife
The room goes silent nothing to be heard
My stomach fills with butterflies awaiting her word
Tears begin to flow from her adoring eyes
My body has become frozen in time awaiting her reply
She reaches over and whispers in my ear
A hug and a kiss and those magic words I yearn to hear
Now a new life begins two hearts as one
Our journey through life together has just begun
On the precipice of womanhood, not knowing what my future love life could be, I gazed back into the brown eyes of Guy, a handsome boy from French Quebec. Utterly enthralled, I had never experienced such adoration before. He touched his eyelashes to mine. I felt his breath against my cheek as he playfully kissed me behind my earlobes and down my neck. His fingers never lunged toward my chest as had others who had tried this before. He focused on my face as his hands found their way down my spine, then caressed my waist. When his lips met mine, there was no rush to tongue. We were in synch with smooth, beautiful kisses. When finally he blessed me with his “French” kiss, I was his blissful slave, wishing for our two hours parked in front of my house to never have to come to its swift inevitable end.
*Note to the Reader: Guy WAS the name of this "guy" but in his language, it's pronounced GEE (hard G).
Poem Title: I'll be waiting
I'll be waiting,
Near my lonely self,
Till the time you come,
The time will never be late,
Sitting, adoring the wait,
I'll be waiting,
Hearing you come,
But that is just a dream,
Once it will break I will still be waiting,
Sitting, adoring the wait,
I'll be waiting,
And once the wait will end and you will come,
The time will never be late,
It will be you beside me,
Sitting, adoring the day.
My heart trusts not my lips, oh Lord, to express its boundless adoration to Thee
For unable, they are to utter the words that my ardent faith prays them to be!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
26 June 2021
Darling of the sea darting in and out of the reefs with passion and glee.
Laughing at dangers, daring oily sharks to try and capture or eat her.
I smile at my mermaid cousin, whose attitude is loose and free.
She has such a love of live, a spontaneity, and she is so pure.
I wish I could stand to be as open and casual, but could I endure?
Where Leaps Hot Desires In Adoring Breast
Here atop this majestic mountain crest,
Amidst flying winds that soothe aching soul,
Looking at earth, at Nature's very best,
Where resides a force man can not control;
Man, mortal man his heart too often weeps,
For selfish pleasures, treasures not his due,
Clear views of darkness, as so oft it creeps,
In crashing waves as evil deeds accrue.
Thus flows Fate's decrees, its accursed hand,
As Truest of loving heart cries out for you,
Seeing this vast, beautiful ancient land,-
In glory, as its gems Nature's renews;
As did your Touch, this scene sets heart aglow,
Where leaps hot desires in Adoring breast,
Born of Truth, jewels only True love knows,
Stronger than gales cast at Nature's behest.
As with your Touch, this scene sets heart aglow.
Born of Truth, jewels only True love knows.
Robert J. Lindley, 10-23-2019
Rhyme, ( Whence Given A Clear View Of True Life and Romance)
Note:
In my poetic journey, a road once taken,
A view once seen and a heart once broken,
As fallen man, all truth was once forsaken,
In its place, was accepted an evil token..........
Above all alluring abundant acoustical air,
admirable adoring ambient angels
arriving announcing anointed acceptance,
attracting appealing ambrosial
astral amalgamating affection.
Oct.21.2019
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Placed 1'st...Thank You
he radiates rays of medallion-
speaks softly with tears of harmony
touches with tender feelings-
reaches heights of exaltation for my chestnut eyes
“there is never a time i don’t adore you-
for my heart was empty before you.”
April 12, 2019
Floating on a clouded breath held deep space
far beyond where the frozen whispers lay silent guest
Sparkling beyond words timeless rainbows of mercy
radiating light houses golden warm echoes through the caves
captured by the gentleness crowning beauty forever a gift
Whitewashed angel surfacing within ocean reflections bouncing back
upon the butterflies wings landing Heaven's choir sings out crystal cut
Where do I find that golden slippers?
Or even find the perfect feet to fit in?
How do I wear them either?
For they need a significant other...
How am I suppose to own them?
For their golden value becomes weary if not worn in a while?
Oh golden slippers I see you slipping through my fingers.
How do I keep them shining?
How do I secure them from rust?
Until I find the perfect feet to fit in?
Under a blanket of stars surreal
sparkling diamond crystal cupid strikes home
golden arrow over oceans wavering crumbling seas kneel
Light crested dove presence of an angel
floating love upon your halo crowns Grace
wings dance opening with a fluttering pulse skipping beats
Where the spirit tango's into a pearl's sparkle
unfurling wild steeds crashing salted bated breaths escape
kissing the echoes of one's soul completely captivating eclipses
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