Best Body Of Work Poems

...I lift you up, delicately
like a bouquet of flames in pink patient fever,
romantically, I rove your surface with fingertips that tingle,
the texture of your treated cover tempts an impatient lover......

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"Notes on a Wrist" 

the pulse felt
under nibs
of fingertips
translates a life

the semicolan
stretches like 
the devil
hungers 

it can 
wait a long time
eternall......

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"The In-Between"

I ripped the pages of 
that tired old story 
from the heart, a body of work

buried the misdiagnosed slanders
then wiped their mouths
with the back of ......

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"Ground Level Entry"

“She fits the bill”,
they say it 
insouciantly

visions of being 
carried in the beak 
of a bilious pelican 

where it builds
its rudimentary ne......

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“Her Ever Changing Moods, the Rapture Reprising”

Lavender seduces symmetry  
in her ever changing moods
slips into something more comfortable

a swollen tangerine sky 
m......

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...Intense lover turned
Dedicated mother
Outstanding energetic passionate writer
I try to out do her
But she does it way better
Truly her pen is a endless
Ink spilling musical feather
And when we......

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"Bespoke"



unknown variables quiver the quill 
biting words playfully taking waiting lips
qualitative honeyed eucylyptus elixir 

speaks to yo......

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“liaison dangereuse”



Tear a thin line 
along my skin
softly velvet
finger tips 
no nurses gloves

down my neck
along my throat
with somet......

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"Poetry The Big Easy"



Poetry
the Big Easy
going down 
on thoughts
Where are 
the real 
Strawberry Kisses
Silver Spoons
daily tasting thei......

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“Scrabbled”



I could write a book
about all your dance moves
fire handed on a platter
heart beating like a hammer

a body of work
glanced at......

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...My hands caress the curious shapes
And search for hidden cracks and nooks
Like blind men touch a lover’s face.
At last a probing finger hooks

Around the slender sandstone waist
Of a small pill......

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"The Payload" 

The payload 
came crashing down
like rain expelled
from the fat belly 
of a ruinous pregnant cloud 
bilious with buxom promise

it came crashing down 
......

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...I remember when 
love spoken plainly 
conveyed all manner
of hidden agendas
hands instead of 
tap dancing keys
unlocked 
a body of work
stroked skin melting into
sultry deep pink summer sati......

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"The Begin Again Beings"

A family of swords
the world under their feet
to all that is fallen in the 
darkened passages beneath,
slipped on crushed pearls of tears
rivule......

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"Well"



Well, 

I’m way too romantic
aren’t I?
Tattoo’d poetry 

on a tongue
not 
speaking

on a body of work 
spent unspent
love let loose 

on a deep
Fren......

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