Best Smooches Poems
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...
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POEM OF THE DAY -- February 27, 2015
©O. E. Guillermo
5:32 pm, February 26, 2015
Keen on getting smooches
Karen puckers her lips
Kisses soon will come to
Kindle loves sweet passion
Keith gives her a long kiss
Knocking her socks off, give
Kudos to the french kiss
.
3/9/17
Romantic
Valentino,
nicknamed
Latin Lover.
Red-blooded, silent
movie star.
Starstruck
women swooned.
Legend
collapses. . .
his death caused
mass hysteria.
drop dead gorgeous goodbye.
red
rose smooches grave.
2/8/2020
Not for contest
Edward Ibeh’s Yalto Form
Line 1 to 15: 3,4,2,4,5,3,2,3,2,3,3,5,6,1,5 syllables
Had a crazy dream last night
Dreamt I was living in a world
Where kisses were units of currency
First thing I thought of
Was that cute li'l cashier at Walmart
To pay for a $50 item
Would require 50 kisses plus the federal tax
Bringing the total to 60 smooches
I would start shopping for all kinds of stuff
That I didn't actually need
I'd even buy ladies lingerie like bras and knickers
And give them away to friends and neighbours!
In all likelihood I'd go broke
But man, would I be a happy camper
Going to bed now to hopefully pick up
Where I left off...
© Jack Ellison 2015
~*~
kisses
lips together
foreplay of desire
amorous passion of love
smooches
~*~
love
libido overload
object of affection
eclipse of the heart
devotion
~*~
...leaning closer for a kiss
mmmuak, smooches into a happy land
arms wrapping around breathless
echoes of steam engine
shooting out exclamations of amazement
adding zest to the citrus flavor of our spiritual being
I feel indulged in the softness of your voice
as you fine-tuned your love to my frequency
gliding on the same wavelength
spiraling into fireworks of lemon and honey
with each drop falling a sparkle to Mother Earth
landing in harmonious union of two flames entwined
You move your fingers with a crackle and hiss
electrifying my body arching to your touch
a fiery tango under your spell
You make me sizzle in your burning passion
I feel unscathed by the gentleness of your soul
as you embrace all of my imperfections...
Your loving persistence
mixed with blissful insistence
and reassuring assistance...
is always bestowed so sweetly.
Your charm is beguiling
giving me smooches while smiling
harken closely - and I’ll sing...
all of your praises quite neatly.
You are constantly there
amidst the angst and despair -
dulcet declarations repair...
the worrisome wounds in my head.
An endearing embrace
filled with affection and grace
gently put my fears in their place...
without one harsh word being said.
Mother,
I hear small unfortunates weep -
devoid of sweet lullabies at sleep
to cleanse the sting
in their heads and their chest.
Tasting the tears of their plight -
they clutch torn teddy bears at night
praying one day, they too, will be blessed.
Your unselfish concern
spoken aloud or taciturn
were the sweet lessons I’ve learned...
soft sonnets resound in my heart.
All the love you have shown
throughout the years as I’ve grown
has united my soul with your own...
never to be broken apart.
Your soothing warm trust
is always gentle and just
making it quite clear that one must...
"let your attributes shine like a gem.”
But at night, as I sleep
I hear unfortunates weep
pondering the gifts they would reap...
if I could show-and-tell share you
with them.
'nite, Mom…
The hounds hungered but the queen wanted to bed
So she told the kind “the dogs need be fed!”
Rather than attending to this business
The king was caught with a mistress!
So the queen yelled “OFF WITH HIS HEAD!”
The jester soon entered (who had witnessed the smooches)
and said "such strange hairy lady! How she shuffles and scooches!
If I were to critique
with that grotesque physique
The king must have mistook her for one of the pooches!”
~*~
KisseS
Lips together
Foreplay of desire
Amorous passion of love
SmoocheS
~*~
"Text Talk"
wl mt u @ arpt 2 nt wt whs
smos hs wtng 4 u
wt wz ur flt #?
p/u @ gt ? wn u arv hm
t/o fd, fn, bb gm
fyg hg n lv lv.
Translation:
will meet you at airport tonight with wheels
smooches, hugs waiting for you
what was your flight number?
pick-up at gate 5? when you arrive home
take-out food, fun, baseball game
flying high on love, luv.
*For David Williams Text Talk Contest.
*August 26, 2012.
On a warm Thursday morning
my mouth leaped off my sleepy face and eluded
my messy apartment.
It went absent for years.
All the “missing” signs with $100 dollar rewards
did not pay off.
So I had to cope with people’s kind aid.
They ate off my food bite by bite,
verbalized what was on my mind,
and smiled instead of me.
It was awful being lipless.
The joys that came with my mouth were suddenly omitted, like:
Leaving smooches on people’s cheeks.
Laughing, (when I wanted to.)
Centering pouts to my foes.
Smiling to strangers.
Until one day, while reading the morning paper
the headlines said that a mouth had been found
lost.
So I went to the center where they said my mouth was
being taken care of.
When I got there I was flabbergasted with
what the Dentist had told me.
“Your mouth needed a leash,
that voiced tongue and
intimidating full set of teeth.
So we plucked out some of its fangs.
Oh, and its Wise teeth too.
You know all the commotion genius could do…”
I frowned.
“And that vindictive tongue! Would
not keep silent. It screamed poems
about licking society-inflicted wounds,
self-righteousness, individuality,
and those crazy things. So we chopped that
off too, until it could no longer sing.”
he spoke with a hiss in his
voice.
“I am proud to say that this is our
greatest work so far.
Maya, you are finally healed.
This mouth was going to get you into a lot of trouble, young lady.
Now, would you like your mouth back?”
I shook my head with disapproval,
gushed into tears and stormed home.
I let my mouth go and set it free.
What use would a speechless mouth
have been to me?
My current avatar has a story:
I once posted this avatar and someone sweet (Craig Cornish) on the SOUP
blogged about it and named me Betty Boop. Since then...the name has stuck.
I don't know if I look like Betty Boop, but here's the scoop...that woman is
HOT and SIZZLING...
So, My name is BETTY BOOP FROM BEIRUT. In honor of Jack Ellison, who has
a poem up by that title, I put the avatar back up. I call him Kenny! Short for
Kenny Rogers! Yea...I love that guy...His snow white hair is just....so
amazing...and JACK is SO similar, so...I named him Kenny. There...the secret
is out.
Please check out Jack Ellison's Poem of the same title! :) You'll know what I
mean.....http://www.poetrysoup.com/poems_poets/poem_detail.aspx?
ID=591772
XOXOXOXO
Big smooches from sultry sexy sizzling and scintillating Betty! (Let me dream,
will ya?)
I've also been named the following:
Queen Eileen by Flo (FJ THOMAS) but I can't put her poem up because she
has left the soup! :( Her poem was entitled...The Kingdom of Ghali
Queen of the Romantic Pen (Richard Lamoureux has a poem by that title up
about me) http://www.poetrysoup.com/poems_poets/poem_detail.aspx?
ID=499183
The Warrior Princess (Richard Lamoureux has a poem up by that title as well)
http://www.poetrysoup.com/poems_poets/poem_detail.aspx?ID=495978
Desert Orchid (Richard Seal)
Agony Aunt (Richard Seal)
AND
Hurricane Eileen (Richard D Seal has a poem up by that name, and since he
has been MIA...I will say that it I think it is a literary masterpiece!)
http://www.poetrysoup.com/poems_poets/poem_detail.aspx?ID=474125
And Teach...by more than one, Kenny included! ;)
AND....HOT VELVET!!! By none other than LYRIC MAN! Well, y'all know where
to find HIS writes! ;)
Each is dear to my heart! :) I'm happy....Like a room without a roof! ;)
Ever since I was a little boy
sucking on me big thumb
Me kin and most doctors
said I was just a little too dumb
They say I don't know
what's going on around me,
I'm oblivious to it all
That I be just a scrawny black kid
in patchy overalls
They say I got an IQ that's a bit low,
and that my learning skills are a tad slow
Saying I'm a little too dumb
to ever grow
into some big thinker
like Einstein or Galileo
But I suppose that's alright with me,
I get plenty of everything I want,
plus an extra helping of sympathy
Everybody's always doting over me,
giving me smooches and sweets
Guess they all are just a little too dumb
to see how smart I be
Dear Crush,
I got my gallery full of your pictures
My wall is full of my writings 'bout you
When friends ask me who you are, I say you're mine
' cause if I don't they'll ask for your number and I swear it's the last thing I would do,
To lose you
Furthermore, it feels right you being mine
When I tell them of how we met last time
Those hugs and smooches,
The sweet moments that were always eager to end,
They drool over you
They can't stand your figure and the thought of my luck
So they sit down and humble
And ask me to find them someone like you
They say that you must be having friends like you
If only they knew you were just fantasy,
And we have never met but only in dreams
They would laugh at me,
They would call me names for my inauthenticity
And eliminate me from their crew
For they would think am a shame to manhood
But I know what am in for
I know you'll be mine one day
That's why am still hanging on this end of the rope
Waiting for you to cross the finish line
You may be too swift for me
But at times I beat the snails
Doesn't matter as long as I reach the horizon
And rekindle that hope of us
Not just behind my keyboard but in reality.
Make those dreams come true and shame the streets
Make my homies recognize me for the prowess I never had.
So, I was talking to cupid
And he gave me an arrow
Gave me a bow and taught me how to aim at the string
I am trying to hit the mark
But the target is out of sight
Dear crush, come along before I become a sophisticated marksman
'cause I might hit the wrong targets
Be mine.
Get you tipsy drunk
Make you fall in my bed of love
I got you caught up
I wear the strings like skin
I’ll be your violin victim
If you be my penal piano
Fingertip your lips
Kiss your kisses
I want to freak you and
You just giggle.
You can’t do nothing about it.
I got you whipped
Wrapped around my hips
I’m gon’ bite you and I wanna hear you scream
I’m gonna make you say my name
Ejaculations of E&J
Smooches of sweet Schnapps
Tongue twist of Tequila
Hot Hennessy Hickeys
Asss and Alize
I want it my way
I’m gon pinch ya asss make you “Shake it Fast”
Tongue down your throat
Sucking the muscle from your nipples
Bathing your navel with mine
Nasty Naughty Nights
Original Orgasms
I’m cheating on your weakness
Honey handcuffed hugs
Freak You? Man I’m gonna make you cry
Drain those eyes of chastity you have for me
Once and for all I’m taking advantage
You feel me!
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