Best Adoring Poems
I love a lovely maid—a Flower
of the sun-baked land of Brazil;
ageless, she by clock's every hour
makes the time be perfectly still.
Though fair and gorgeously pretty,
she longs to be known and adored
for her heart and inward beauty,
where love is felt and richly stored.
She's queenly and wears a lush crown,
a regent who sits on her throne;
a Rose, she's praised and of renown,
and prized for her rare grace alone.
Too selfless and giving and kind
to disappoint, she lives to care
and gives alms to the lame and blind,
and for me always says a prayer.
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
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
disturbed
greatly, i feel
like a schoolgirl again.
i want to hide my face in shame.
red-cheeked.
Above all alluring abundant acoustical air,
admirable adoring ambient angels
arriving announcing anointed acceptance,
attracting appealing ambrosial
astral amalgamating affection.
Oct.21.2019
Tautogram Poems
Sponsored by: Eve Roper
Placed 1'st...Thank You
Along the Way, as we Press-on, there comes a time when we....
LET...
Gratitude's embers saturate entirely
as one is lifted high above…
the accumulated clamor of needs, wants,
desires...for things...that laden and dim
the beneficence of...
His Majesty
and
Perfection
IGNORE...
The vast concerns that sway our thoughts
dulling the senses of Him
and His ultimate fullness
...but enter into His overflowing harvest of...
sustenance and luxe
THERE ...
Where the unearthly beauty of adoring
doth glisten...cajoling...
the splendor of thankfulness and homage
that gush from one surrendered...
to bathe...in the Celestial Sea
of ...His Love's bestowing...
TARRY...
In the Wealth of…Him
seeing Him and Him alone
for all that He truly is...
The So Worthy Creator and Keeper of our Souls,
Who Provides Peaceful moments...such as this...
where we rest...upon His sweet bed of...Assurance
JESUS...
Like a bay leaf
full of dew...You...spread Yourself
before us and we fare...sumptuously...
on Your Excellence!
Yea! With amorous gaze of worship
our heart, mind, spirit and body agree...
surely, there can be no doubt...
THOU ART GOD!!!
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
morning dew
crowning expressions
rising dripping passion
circle embraces
hotly desires
held inside vision
blue clear
tunnel shining
lovingly end
a mirror reflection
of one rose
paints color
in light
sprinkling starlight
of petals beauty
enchanting sweetly
magic spells
within this heart
jewel warm
a soul treasure
naked fingers dance
touching heartbeats
explode skipping emotions
play softly
on strings pulling
tender feelings
arrow strikes
flying chants
echoes with
the spirits
of an angel sings
love struck
Superfluous words
are not needed from my love
his embrace is all
Springy, Summer whats not to adore
so much in-store
fresh water lakes, to lake shores and more
so much to explore
what for Mother Nature's beauty in hikes
beaches of salty up-roaring beautiful delights
pathless wet sea sand shores, toes, tantalizing sea breezes of freedom
soaring adoring feelings of Natures living peace
Summer's stair ways, insights.
art of nature's infinite, adoring, harmony to are soul.
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.
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?
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
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).
The world adores money, I adore God, God rewards us with money,Eventual money is abused like invaluable Manuka Honey. So who to adore, God or material goods like money?
- Loverboi