Best Crescendo Poems

Flannels warms the soft skin behind,
the silk topper brushes chin ward.
The air hangs heavy with the scent of lavender
and all is as it should be by moonlight.
Honeyed beams strike silver tendrils
tossed upon a pillow case.
Bhram's laces the sultry air.
Dark chocolate covers my tongue and lips
Chianti...

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I believe that long ago, the universe’s most artistic landscaper mixed woodlands with tropics, mountains with heaths, and streams with waterfalls that were next blended with an ocean.  Man named this place, Hawaii.  The absolute awe that, to me, is Hawaii, is bound...

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Crescendo heart of cranberry sparks passion 
So hot my mind takes a hazel heat thrashing 
Melting silhouette on my brain
A love tattoo of the insane

Your scent is like lint on peach pillow
I cling to it for makes me mellow
Stealing your tshirt for my clothes
Acting really...

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I know it won't take much
Just a well-timed feathery touch
For me so taut the string
To highest crescendo you'd bring.






KIM PATRICE NUNEZ
23 March 2015...

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music
                                        aching, longing
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music
                                        aching, longing
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A single note...

hums;

of silence...

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This dreamlike creature beside me in bed

With long golden tresses and lips of red

Eyes like blue sapphires and skin like satin

All packaged up in a womanly wrapping

She raises her body as we both breathe as one

She caresses my face, the passion's begun

There's no turning back...

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The beat of my heart
Pounds like the ivory keys,
Ready for your song.
My eternal love roars loud
And my ears are free, so play.


January 19, 2016
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A linguistic symphony composed of superior vocabulary intricately braided into a formidable fabric of such dimensions as to consume the accessible volume approaching a coherent and comprehensive declaration without convergence and with sufficient obfuscation, redirection and commentary to frustrate attempts to ascertain the essential conceptual...

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The audience fell into a hush,
The violist stood still near her maestro.
She poised her bow as she had placed 
Her violin beneath her chin was on her shoulder.

     In the silence of all, she moved her bow,
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Fading light
Bidding farewell to the sky
Shading the blue expanse with streaks of pink
Striding gradually towards the dark unknown
Receding lazily
Descending in the faraway horizon
Rounding like an orange-yellow pearl that glows
Winding up sky lighting job today
Gliding orb
Gilding the crepuscule with glitter
Holding the attention of spectators in spectacular...

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I must follow this path of my soul…
Where it leads each day, learned as I pay the toll...
Ascension is my ultimate goal…
An inner urge to realize true desire…
A different dimension from dualities desire funeral pyre…
I release the known illusion,
layered with delusion confusion…
I only want to...

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As the maestro meticulously draws sound from the strings,
Feelings and sensations the music brings.
A skilled violinist performing with skill,
Can lull your heart and make it still.

The maestro has a story to tell,
And with his violin he tells it well.
Quickly rising with a higher pitch,
Then fallings...

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I know you have had a long day, hectic and caustic 
You need to rest your bones and lose the stress
What better way than the good old way
A tender sweet session of love and pampering 
In a dimly lighted room with petals of roses sprinkled...

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