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Premium Member The Breadth of My Love

if my love for you was any greater
the trees would  line up in poetic forms
...awe you in sonnets written...
...part...to allow winds to cool your face...
 to trace it with nature’s hand.

all the oxygen that covers all the waters rise,
supercharge the breadth of my emotion.

mountains would melt, shed their peaks like tears of joy.

even the arid deserts serve up fruits, 
their prickly pears peeled on a platter.

sunset would pause and sunrise hurry...
...exist in a paradox to herald your presence.

petals would climb their stems 
regroup to bloom again.

butterflies re-cocoon 
emerge as glorious fairies 
for all children to adore.

the skies would willingly 
shape, etch,  paint,  
frame my exuberance.

the planet would swell,
the galaxies expand.

in the endless depth 
of my singular love 
i hold you dear,
safely contain you 
in my admiring smile,

for now,

forevermore.



16~10~2014
Armand Hamouth

Premium Member Midnight Secret

*Secreto de Medianoche*   
  
~On this very Night~
   I found myself in a
        FANTASY 

Camouflage in lace, 
I run my hands all over the place
Wet whispers drop in between
In a soft stroke,
I touch the tan on my skin 
Pure sweetness unfolds
The perfumes in the air  - Arouse 
   every sexual intention inside
Without a care, 
I'm lost in the moment,

Every feeling at this point,
   feels erotically insane, 
In a seductive way--
  the night whispers my name, 
A freedom flight - into the night.
                            (Like the wind)
 
Caressing my breast, my legs tremble
Beyond the haze, into another world 
Never pointless - A new sensation
My fingers slither, a play tonight

Circles in motion, 
Vibrations and self-soothing lotion, 
I touch myself gently, 
Thinking of you relentlessly,
Looking around, 
The night echoes a whimpering sound, 
Embracing the Secrets Inside 
I squeeze the dark damp sheets-
Moaning and moaning, repeatedly. 
Holding my silk pillow, groping my knees,
I run my finger on my lips - 
Satisfaction complete! 
Back into the realm of dreams. 
~Tonight~

:)

Premium Member If This Was My Last Poem

Come to me my beloved,
save me from life's brutalities,
so this heart can soften -
sparkle like a million fireflies.

For you hold the light
to illuminate my soul.
For you are the ceremony
and I the dance.
As you come near,
I'll spin like a mad man,
dancing in the rain.

If to touch you is a sin,
then I am a sinner,
yearning to sin till my last breath.

If to hold you, means to lose everything,
then I will live as a penniless man,
rich within the luxuries of your affection.

If to love you is a crime,
then I am a criminal,
lock me away and dispose of the key,
chain me within the chambers of your heart.

If this is my last poem,
then let these words become spirits,
sleeping within the sacred sanctuary 
of your supernal soul.

Silent One
Simple Musing
5 January 2019
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Premium Member Honeymoon Serenade -edited to show video

Listen to the song at the link above on youtube. Sorry I can't figure out any way to put the song tune in this box


Just as the moon rises each night
and even as snow is caressed by its light,
then glowing, I'll rise, becoming your dawn,
your curved sleeping form to smile upon.

With eyes like bright stars, I then will embrace
the landscape of you, each small line on your face.
And surely you’ll mirror my worshiping glow,
for I am your moon and you are my snow.

I’ll keep shining down with each breath you take.
May I blaze in your dreams before you awake.
And softly I’ll whisper, “Keep sleeping, my dear.”
Your faithful beloved, I’ll always be here.

Premium Member Under the Stars

Under the Stars

Breathtaking
    poetic passions, 
         lavender skies
             in the gloaming.

The lure of lavender
     reflections,
          the heavens are open.
                Suddenly,
                       crystal rain.

What
    a divine cascade~
         romantic waters,
             dazzling
                  bodies of light
                       starbright!

Tranquility
     on becoming enlightened.
          Autumn's breeze~
               windsongs~
                     Luna's light...

Oh my love
      it is quiet tonight,
            hold me
                  under the stars.

A glimpse of heaven,
      a place of enchantment,
           anima mystique~
                always you.

Oh poet,
     behind closed eyes,
           my soul belongs to you.

You are so beautiful
     amour,
          many lifetimes
                in the shadows.

The wonders of love,
      divine inspiration
           under the stars.

Seasonal dance tonight.

8-1-22

~Seventh Place Premiere Contest~
ANYTHING GOES Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Mystic Rose Rose |

5-31-22 rev.

~Fifth Place Premiere Contest~
What Fascinates Me
Fascination and Awe Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Jeff Kyser

*This poem was created from my poem titles and strung 
  together so they make sense.

Premium Member Letter To Rhapsodical Rose


Here, I scribble a letter 
to the rhapsodical rose, 
dipping my quill in 
stardust that slips 
like a violet waterfall 
from the tips of 
white oak trees. 
These marigold 
orbs shine with 
shimmering streaks 
of sugar coated mist, 
as I twist my palm 
and breathe in 
the lavender light 
of kismet, while 
tender tulips 
soothingly sleep 
upon the sweet seeds 
of nostalgia. 

O Mi Amour, 
our lambent love 
is but a succulent 
sea full of stars, 
where buttercup boats 
sail in emerald 
evanescence and 
gentle lulls of 
champagne waves 
kiss those scarlet 
shells of secrets, 
echoing with 
vibrant whale-songs. 

Can you feel the 
mulberry bluebells 
chiming as I glide 
on pistachio 
plateau of promises? 
Am I your soulful dynasty, 
just as you are my 
star-spun Prince 
descended from the eden, 
my healer from 
charismatic realms and 
my last lachrymose wish? 

You're a museum 
of art for the 
moon-shaped chimera 
of peonies painted 
with hazel silk 
and this chameleon 
danger holds no 
manifestation in 
our foreign folklore, 
because when 
the last dewdrops 
dance with sunlight, 
holographic memories 
of 'You and I', 
will forever
remain alive in 
the tamarind tales of 
watercolor wildflowers. 

So, when the 
jinxed icicles cut 
me with their 
silver sword, 
spring shivers 
in snowy meadows 
and the sun sets 
along the horizon
of our ruffled story, 
you'll always 
hear these husky 
notes of my 
exotic scents 
lingering in ivy 
laced rains and 
falling upon the 
graffiti of your 
ruby bones. 

You'll eternally hear 
celestial serenades, 
singing in raspberry 
language of our 
incensed love which 
will erase the
acetone sadness 
of my unwritten absence 
and those crimson 
ribbons of violin's ode 
will spin our saga 
around those 
slaty branches 
of bitter destiny.


Premium Member Only Ever With You

O N L Y   E V E R    W I T H   Y O U

Only ever with you, I love to have and hold
into the circle of your arms, I'll unfold;
into your blue eyes' greeting shine, my gold;
only ever with you, I yearn to grow old...

Only ever with you I can write rhymes as such
for you bring my muse from dust to dash, to hush
Only ever with you my being wants to attach
as first step already taken to our primrose path

Only ever with you, tips dance linger to cherry lips
Slow summer hands will roam vast to wonderland
Whence pearl white peel smooches chocolate skin
only ever with you, heartbeats climbs a boiling point

Stars and moon may leave the dark skies
yet, one look at the gleam of your blue eyes
day and night, I see the rising sunrise.
Only ever with you, I will dive to lows or heights

for only ever with you, I'll plunge to infinity.
Prayers plea asking blessings from Divinity
to tie two hearts and two souls in sole unity.
Mindless to whatever is there in humanity

Only ever with you...
_______________________________________________
POEM OF THE DAY -- February 27, 2015

©O. E. Guillermo
5:32 pm, February 26, 2015

Premium Member Unwritten Ink

There you were - dancing,
unaware of the intense rain.
Despite grey clouds grimacing,
your radiant glamour enticed emotions.

Emeralds and sapphires shimmered
through those luminous eyes.
First glimpse of your warm smile,
saw suppressed symphonies resonate 
with each beat of my heart.  

Not all poetry is for everyone's eyes,
so we read each other in silence.
Unwritten ink dyed our skin,
as the pen lost control,
carving our names within
timeless beloved ballads.
Two souls scribbling secret sonnets, 
easing restless chambers of our minds.

Naturally beautiful like nature,
our evergreen love blossomed.
As we wandered within utopia's oasis,
our feet kissed sun blessed paths,
leading to passionate pastures.

There is no transcript,
to our epic love story,
it will forever remain an
unpublished manuscript.

Simple Musing
Silent One
11 September 2018
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WHEN OUR WORLDS COLLIDE

Verse 1
I would love to be your comfort
A blanket when you're confused
A bright song on every dark day
Warmth and hope you cannot lose

To be the canopy to cover you
When life’s storms come your way
I can be the one you’ve longed for
'Cause I hear the words you don't say

Pre-Chorus
Let the past slip through your fingers
Those old ghosts fade from sight
Take my hand and feel the difference
You're walking into light

Chorus
When our worlds collide, love paints the sky with quiet fire
With colors only born from deep desire
You're safe in my arms, girl, don’t be shy
This is what it means when the night reshapes its light
And your heart finally whispers, “You’re mine”

Verse 2
Your eyes could light the skies tonight
That coy smile, wow... it melts my heart
My guitar plays you sweet love songs
This is our time when true love starts

Bridge 
Drift away, lay your fears down
On this shoulder made for you
In the hush, hear my vow, my truth—
Every dream you dream, I’ll pursue

Chorus 
When our worlds collide, love paints the sky with quiet fire
With colors only born from deep desire
You're safe in my arms, girl, don’t be shy
This is what it means when the night reshapes its light
And your heart finally whispers, “You’re mine”

Outro
Being with you, I’m filled with wonder
A kiss goodnight, no need to hide
In the morning, I’ll be your first sight
This is how it feels...
When our worlds collide
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Premium Member The Belle of the Ball

My dress is made of fine peach coloured lace
Hair is in ringlets, which frames my pretty face
The lights in the room cast a romantic glow
My first ever ball; I must go with the flow

The orchestra strikes up a wonderful tune
Ladies and gentlemen glide round the room
I stand on the sidelines I am oh so very shy
Then a dashing young man catches my eye

I smile at him, then I coyly avert my eyes
I find him so handsome; that I cannot disguise
He reaches tenderly for my awaiting hand
We move to the dance floor; oh it is so grand

His arm wrapped around my tiny waist
We dance to the music, there is no haste
So full of excitement at the hope of romance
I float round the room at my very first dance

At the end of the dance he bows down low 
My heart is aflutter I hope this does not show
He leads me gently to the side of the room
Sweet roses enchant us, we smell their perfume

Time flies by so fast and we dance all night
He looks in my green eyes and to my delight
Whispers so gently those words I long to hear
You simply are the belle of the ball my dear

He reaches out gently and kisses my hand
My first ever ball has been oh so grand
Sadly now it is time for me to depart
I bid adieu to the man who has stolen my heart



4/1/19 
2019 Poetry Marathon Final Placement 
Sponsor: Mark Toney

11~15~14

Premium Member To Touch the Untouched

She is soothing music,
but an unwritten script.

A silent movie,
but visually, cinematic elegance.

Infatuated lyrics thirst to
compose onto tones of her curves.

Her tongue is a sensual dance,
a serenade of sensitive sensations.

Her lips a path to pristine passion,
her eyes a gateway to heaven.

But she is grandeur of purity,
a distinction of innocence. 

Fate must learn patience,
in the pursuit of desire.

Simple Musing
Silent One
8 March 2020
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Premium Member When I Am Nothing

When I am nothing, a no one,
when nobody remembers my name -
will you give me a purpose to remain?

When I can no longer run,
will you carry me over the line?
Will you teach me how to tread slowly,
upon paths I'm yet to discover,
will you bring me home?

In times of rage and rejection,
will you show me patience,
love me without blame?

Will you understand me -
comprehend the metaphors of my angst?
When I am lost in the wilderness,
will you guide me to be found?
When all doors are closed,
will you provide me with a key,
so I can open yours?

In days of darkness,
when selfish stars hide behind black hues,
when I'm lonely like the moon,
will you place my head upon your chest,
so I can feel the glow of your heart?

When I'm helpless
in the trauma of the storm,
in times of insanity and fear,
will you keep me warm? 
Shelter my inner child,
from those who could harm?

When tears finally flow,
when my lips are parched,
will you kiss me softly,
heal me with breaths of empathy?

In times of infliction,
when there is no remedy for my cure,
will you hold my hand,
will you ease my pain -
soothe me until the end?
When I crumble like a summer orchid,
will you lay strong foundations?
Will you disguise my imperfections,
lie to me about my perfections?
When I'm too fatigued to flower,
will you become a pillow upon my flowerbed?
When my garden is no longer evergreen,
will you sow new seeds of hope.
so my memories blossom forever?

When there are no words
Will you cherish my silence?
When I can no longer walk,
will you lay by my side?
When all lyrics have been written,
when the last poem has been sung,
will you become my poetry -
will you reflect on my legacy?
When my soul is returning to its sender,
will you be my last
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Premium Member The Day I Became a Poet

I remember the day I became a poet.

In the magnificence of the submerging sun,
I glanced upon her admiring its majesty.
Amidst hues of clementine and lilac,
her image cast a shadow so serene.

My heart began to flutter like a butterfly,
floating towards her - 
finally free from the chambers of my cocoon.
Like a silk scarf, scarlet petals wove a path,
aromatising footsteps that led to her.

Who could this mysterious lady be,
that had humbled such a hardened heart?
Although strangers, it felt as our souls
had known each other for eternity.

In twinkling twilight, I could see 
pieces of the moon illuminating through her eyes.
How could I forget how the reflection of her smile 
invited me to wander willingly into her heart.

Like nocturnal nightingales adrift in the night,
we sang sensual melodies not heard before.
Sensations felt from her soft satin skin
remain a euphoric timeless memory.

Seduced within the substance of soulful desires,
her enchanted essence became my first poem -
the purity of her existence my eternal poetry.

Silent One
19 March 2018
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Music of the Night

With the tremulous dark vista so far and yet so near
Abandoning my defences ~ I stand in awe ~ not in fear

 Virtuoso Maestro unleash 
       a Composition Grandioso
              To Overtures of a Symphony 
                   herald the raging storming Tempo
                                   Staccato Strains cascading
                           rapid torrents of Treble and Tremolo
                    Rhythmic Beats a Prelude 
      to an intensifying Triple Time Scherzo


Silken sail unfurled I embrace the storm of your tempestuous symphony
Crashing~ drifting~ floating~ flowing~ tasting ~awakening my melodic epiphany

                               Effervescent chilling thrilling air as 
                    Allegro whelms Allegretto
                               Electrifying sizzling Musette ~ 
                                         Trills a mesmeric Capriccio
                           Registers booming Bass Notes 
                    rumbling within your thunderous Vibrato
    Echoing claps of thunder Prompt 
                a spectacular Cadence Crescendo


I release my Spirit to gratify every phantasy in its sight
The soaring Tempest of my Soul liberates its own Philharmonic flight
Inhibitions abandoned as I succumb to your Music of the Night


Footnote:
By way of musical term allegory, I have endeavored to dramatize and romanticize the Awesomeness of an Electrical Thunderstorm and simultaneously likening it to the rush of tactual Sensual, Sexuality and Emotions experienced in romantic instances. I felt that the instrumental rendition of ‘The Phantom’ Musical, aptly accentuates the trepidation, anticipation and elating sentiments portrayed in the various elements of my poem.

Premium Member Immortal Poetic Lyrics

Pondering prophetic legacies of timeless lovers,
my heart yearned for a province lavished with perennial passion.
Searching for an enchanted perfect petal,
I wandered within the flower garden of infatuation.
Marigolds shone, smiling among mellow yellow roses,
but their fair friendly fragrance could not quench my thirst.

In the distance, a silhouette of the rarest red rose beamed,
her dulcet aromatic ambience summoned my soul closer.
Upon the first sight of my beloved's subtle innocent eyes,
my mind drifted to a place where time did not exist.

Without a word, her radiance illuminated my whole existence,
like a butterfly admiring pulchritudinous petals - it was pure paradise.
Hand in hand we strolled embarking upon the realms of infinite love,
composing our own idyllic legacy of immortal poetic lyrics.

Simple Musings
Silent One
3 July 2018
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