Best On Writing And Wordsemotions Poems
I kiss your lips
I taste your soul
I feel the real you inside my soul
our spirits remix
you paint my lips with your taste, your breath, your feel, your soul
your essence of existence now I feel and know
we instill to be still,
we combine our fates, unite
your thoughts cross-hatches mine
we twist, we turn closing our eyes to complete our need
we Intertwine, we tangle, we whine
our body, soul and spirit stabilizes as one
our souls intensify, fly
inscribed with love, we carve peace
we prepare our wishes to bliss, to pieces
as our feelings and emotions float with pride
the need to fill and be filled has been met indeed
our emotions glowing wild
our temperatures rise, surging high
our hearts pump thumping swift
our bodies melt conforming in rhythm
beating in synchrony to our feelings
the touch, the feelings, conforms, reforms, reshapes with a quick pace
our skins peel for healing, as ownership is achieved
we sink into each others soul and arms hugging
the unproven soul meiosis occur surging
we combine our souls evolving
as we descend with kisses of symbiosis .................
Sans brushes, Sans paint,
A virgin canvas clean and white,
Yearning for my loving devotion
As emotions entwine day and night,
Wanting all, both dark and bright,
She succumbs to my every desire,
Loving virtues and vices alike,
My frailties become her fire,
Her beauty sleeps upon my mind,
My words reflected within her skin,
Alphabet learned, love affair began,
I see her and sparks begin again,
The seduction of her bare body,
Pale until she encounters my touch,
Broken promises to broken hearts,
She remains a comforting crutch,
Harsh or precious be my words
She wears them upon her hand,
My emotions shine off of her sleeve,
from promise ring to wedding band,
Peaceful nights, each one is missed,
Restless nights, we love each other,
Eternally connected, by my words,
Blank paper and I, together, forever,
A poem is just a matter of taste
It's never good or bad
Our emotions put to paper
Every feeling we've ever had
We get caught up in perfection
And the true meaning gets away
Why is it not good enough?
Just because they say?
Sometimes people get carried away
And say, "It's all about the mechanics"
And before you know it, a poem's destroyed
When someone who's learning, panics
If it's truly our emotions talking
How can it be wrong or right?
Be supportive with your comments
Don't tell them they can't write
It doesn't matter, what they should have said
It's what they feel inside
So tell them to just keep writing
And they'll be glad they tried
So be careful in what you tell them
As you offer your critiques
And try to remember, everyone's different
And we all have different techniques
And when you enter that contest
It's not whether you win or lose
It's all about the judge's taste
So respect them as they choose