Best Caress Poems


Premium Member Caress My Soul Sweet Poet

Love's tend'rest touch, your gentle words reveal
Caress my soul. sweet poet, with your verse
Write dulcet lullabies which make me feel
Secure, like infants held at breast to nurse

Turn tears of sadness into peaceful streams
Make whispered breezes whisk my strife away
Put passion in my fantasized daydreams
Paint troubles in to flowery bouquets

And even though I know they're not for me
I steal your soothing love just like a thief
This load I carry lightens suddenly
Because my broken heart has found relief

Your words are like a song, please sing to me
Sweet poet, how I love your poetry



   an original poem by Daniel Turner

Premium Member Don'T Miss Me

Don't miss me for I'm never very far,
glimpsing your days from a secret star.
I'm among flowers that grow by your side,
resting on rainbows when hoping to hide.

As stars sparkle in the misty moonlight,
should a lone one capture a naive night,
or, if the summer breeze ruffles your hair,
it's because, for the moment, I was there.

Music you hear in a soft, summer's breeze,
is our song I'm singing to sleepy trees.
If not there, I fly in a peaceful place
where love can exist in a groundless grace. 

I often meet you in whispers of air,
the song of a bird, sunlight on the stair.
I'll caress you when time gathers us nigh,
Together we'll explore the seamless sky.

March 16, 2023
for Brian Strand's Number 1199 poetry contest
POTD
© Ann Peck  Create an image from this poem.

The Caress of Words

When I read a poem that breathes, 
pulsing wildly, alive with its own heartbeat,
relentless, compelling in its desire,
I feel touched as if by another, feeling
some unseen hand brushing my hair,
lips light as air licking the flesh near
my own sojourning heart....

And I return the caress as my hand 
glides ever questing o'er the soft and
solid paper, my eyes rolling over the
printed pages like a hawk seeking prey,
looking with the desire of the wild
at the naked words, unclothed by any
convention, unspoiled by any deceit.

A good poem is a lover,
a great poem, a great lover,
the kind you never forget.



[written 1/20/20]


Premium Member clouds caress


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clouds caress our sky, like a soft whisper…
                    gently floating by,
                             - capturing a lullaby.

                 

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             a sweet blush
   of   love  curls me in   pink  

    and the wind, a  dreamy echo
           causes    
                       y o u

     -    to   pause

                      and wink -
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         the story of us . . .

                       

                    soulmates twirl 
        in pages of poetry,
            
           sharing light, 
                   the feathery magic
           only created -
     where clouds    drift.

   

           ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~     

          in the embrace of day 
                            as possibilities play, 
             the sunshine, 
      ( with elegance and grace )   
                       smiles 
                 and looks away

                         . . . the moment 
             our clouds caress 
                 and     sway.

 

           -  it’s the story of us  -
                      ~ ~ ~    
                     

                    
   * you and me in the sky,

                  always gliding in light and love *

Premium Member May I Caress Your Heart

Alone, in Paris
The flowers sing
Le jardin du Luxembourg
I look at all the pretty ladies
Which one of them pray tell 
Is you
The one who wishes for that sweet caress
The one whose painting hangs on the wall
The one who knows beauty runs deeper
Than a river running to kiss the oceans swell
The grandest of castles with candles dim
There in the damp night would bonds begin
If only you would listen to my whispers deep
Forgiving the scars I have suffered
As in the night I have wept
Napoleon marched forth across great lands
I the knight have lesser demands
If only you, whoever you are
Would take hold of me
As we dance away our eternities
Sur le pont de Avignon
Where the river flows
Like poetry

Premium Member My Lips Caress

 
Oh, goodbye sweet Summer, I will miss you,
Fall, I will embrace your stained-glass colors;
Invigorating crisp air and skies blue,
Leaves that tumble, spin- beautiful wonders.

The emerald trees lay down Summer gowns,
Now they swirl in bright gold, orange and red;
Delightful the twittering of bird sounds,
I love Fall- sorry Summer you are dead.

I snuggle in a sweater and mittens,
Hug my coat closer and pull down my hat;
On a park bench poems I have written,
For hours, hours contemplating- I have sat.

Fall leaves in my diary I will press,
Oh, spirit winds of Fall-  my lips caress.
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September 2, 2016


Poetry/Sonnet/My Lips Caress
Copyright Protected, ID 16-825-269-0
All Rights Reserved.  Written under Pseudonym.

Sonnet Contest, 2016

Second Place


Premium Member Her Intangible Caress

She was with me, untouchable, intangible, and yet
she caressed me with her breath in an intimate way
on a balmy night in April, I shall never forget.
Patiently, I waited for shadowed clouds to fade away.
Then, I watched her gracefully moved among the stars, 
a flawless goddess in chiffon, her face alabaster pale.
In resplendent light she was robed, her majesty divined.

As twilight's sapphire haze deepens on the fringe of night,  
she captures my gaze with a mesmerizing hold.
At this paradisial moment, and in this Edenic place,
I am loved and loved in return with total devotion.
Able, for the first time to feel this depth of emotion, 
this piety that I've never been able to express,
I confess this to the beauty hovering above me,
and in her illuminated celestial glory, she smiles.
To search for her soft glow each evening, I am fated.
© Lin Lane  Create an image from this poem.

Smooth Caress

Fingers pause across the ivory
         longing to create melodies

Premium Member Water Fingers Caress

WATER FINGERS CARESS


Crystal water fingers caress 
stony marsh-grassy lands
its waves cajoles leaving fine pearls
of sea gifts: the bed sands

Above... still azure clouds look out,
running waves draw and probe
shoreless gleam of reeds or fields
ebbing on earthly globe...
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Sponsor: Nette Onclaud 
Contest Name: LET ME FEEL YOUR LINES! 
...Shoreline...

O.E. Guillermo
10:44 pm, March 31, 2015

Premium Member A Poetic Caress

I write of feelings real;
some difficult to express.
And encourage hearts to feel;
with a poetic caress.

My pen interrogates pain;
trying to describe the hurt.
And redefine what is sane;
revealing the hidden dirt.

My poems evoke feelings;
from first breath to Death's embrace.
And shattering glass ceilings;
amplify pride and disgrace.

My words connect with a few;
beyond their expected norms.
For I share their point of view;
through rhyme and established forms.

My muse supersedes all bounds;
exhuming dead dreams and fears.
And my fragmented heart pounds;
visiting anguish and tears.

My soul pools in hurting hearts
as it leaks upon the page.
And anxiety departs;
from the heart of this old sage.

Premium Member The Truest Caress

The hand that caresses the face of love,
Softly lingers, a pause upon the skin.
A smile offers gentle thoughts to dream of,
As we cross the primordial again.
In reverence, eyes inquire in silence,
To connect muted souls without shared word.
A world time has no attached compliance,
And only rhythmic beats of hearts are heard.
This feathered touch with its smooth trailing trace.
A tender tether of love's interlude,
As quiet moments measure love's embrace.
This realm caressed, this solemn solitude.

To brush the face of your love and express
This sanctuary where lovers confess

Caress My Soul

Kiss me softly,
              like a snowflake touching
                                        a rose petal at dawn.

Whisper "I Love You"
                 in my ear, until ripples of passionate
                                 bliss ignite the fire of desire within me.


Gaze into my eyes,
               until I feel the energy of your soul,
                                                    as it tries to reach out to mine.

Hold me close and tight,
                  turning the summer night to day,
                                     under the comfort of sheets.

Love me so,
            until I feel the feelings deep within your soul,
                              as warm as a bonfire in a cold night in the wild.....

Premium Member Always You and I

For Timothy Lee
Breathe in promised peace, Darling One – feel its ease, with heart try,
and know, as clouds never lose sky, there shall always be you and I.

In the lonely of lying, stilled-silence, disallow and
deny its hiss, then recall all my love insists:

I will ever still gild spaces in your mind
and you, the best traces inside my time.
Endurance in my love’s caress for you
is permanently ink-coursed in love’s verse.
My love for you lives in love’s eternal rhyme
and yours, for me, in its prose filled lines.
This life is but one variety portion of the
entirety in our love’s force for absorbing.
Until we again physically reunite,
I ask to bliss-feel your blown kiss each night.

Though varied skies must be, Darling One – remember, by and by,
still remains a sky of abiding air, just as fate retains soulmates paired.

A Dream Caress

Caress a dream and make it happen 
fold in a dose of hope  
Origami your thoughts of yes I can
then add a touch of I can cope.

Summers Sweet Caress

Summers Sweet Caress


In natures tranquil embrace cuddled within summers caress
I envision your fanciful face and my love for you can impress
Where the Cupids will brace their arrows with a floral finesse
And sunshine shall showcase its brilliance a fruitful fluoresce
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Where the valleys open wide and will panoramically profess
That the rivers running with pride liquefy their faithfulness
Birds that gracefully glide and perch on ancient trees recess
And the towering trees provide soothing shade with success
~
The majestic mountains manifest and conveniently coalesce
Elegant eagles nestle in their nest then fly high with aggress
The summer breeze in its quest will lightly kiss and undress
Then the fragrant flowers breast as the honeybees oppress.




May.22.2018
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