Best Suavely Poems
"Tease for Two"
“Ein bisschen Zucker
mit Ihrer Sahne, Sir?“
German accent
smoky toned
she purred
Periwinkles suavely winked,
then played with his -
cufflinks
“Not now Schvee Tart”
he said holding his attache tight
looking across the room
grinning Lupine Blues
a slight smile on his lips,
bemused,
“Service calls,
her name is
"Q”
Across the dance floor
all eyes turned
Parting tall bus boys, handsome waiters
matrons with their peach blinis, their tart apple martinis
flustered debutantes
all poetic unsure
first time daters
dilettantes
rubbed their -
eyes again, they blinked
made way, made room,
for Q's
sashaying soliloquy
serious multi tasking
sensual stiletto Hell-on-High Heels
slick Scarlet lip-glossed
VaVaVoom
As it should be
entertaining control,
further into the room
across the dazzling polished dance floor
no pastie tasselling girls
on well-oiled silver poles
The Special Agent
slinked
The Old Boys
raised their drinks
He stands
She sits
"Ist das eine Waffe
in deiner Tasche,
Special Agt Schmidt?"
She glances at her
Bulgari Serpenti Incantati
and in English says,
"This better be good,
Now is not the time to quit"
Like a wolf
Periwinkles
grins
"Q," he low growl says,
"I propose a change in destination,
I've taken the liberty to buy you
feathers for your wings -
tickets Q...."
then flirtatiously adds,
"Simply adore your bling"
(LadyLabyrinth/2019)
1. lupine/wolf
2. lupine/lupinus, genus blue flowering plant
3. Libertango
Obsidian oscillated into lava
slid across syntactic streams
tumbled thick greenwood thickets
impenetrability an illusion wicked
shatter splinter sassy sinkers
Lord Ashtar himself lifted gnarled garbage
two big broken black bags to Source
split seconds of screaming searing sores
baby posture soak singular satin
Prophet Daniel’s prison-free prediction
Coloured lava languid loosen
yin-yang of yesteryear’s yarrows
as Watchfulness wed yearnings
no black bumblebees boomerang bombs
rainbow hands bell belly beckoning
Solar flares ignite twin hearts atoning
corona emissions spill splashing space
sodalite sprinkle sundrenched shores
kaleidoscope pupils please pulsing fate
Hearts purely placed on golden plate
Four eyes fathomed Guy Fawkes fickle
feuding onto a fervid foolproof floor
Stonehenge now sturdily steadily stood
sedating simple silent sleep suavely
accede alchemical ascensions
Missions matched mottoed moulded mountains
timelines merge in moss musical movement
Justice jump Jungian jurisdiction
Presence posy a present perfection
Dreams deliver dictums to Duet
Delicious domed desserts diffusing !
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Dual curved carved crystalline it rests
quantum wave particles interwoven at best
allows Heart to heave
explorations suavely gentle, feel
Heal with non-local light white
across Tibetan height nights
continuously crafted through storm eyes
looping smile sighs, holding Soul steady
whorling, whispering veins tirelessly heady
expansive is a rush of blood
Rain tears feed its sizzling throbbings
arteries androgyny crying crumbling piously
lying awake, nothing’s at stake
Heart within Planet of the Heart
touching, encircling, squeezing
Soft supple sublime smoothing
in rhythmic dance inward and out
twirls across seaspun songs, sealed
as blood flows through brain cells
holds no sin, beating making no din
Heart pure stillness, pricelessly present
through sockets smiling : sees, hears, feels
tastes, smells ~ in silence connecting its moment is only a moment
holds exalted longings without expectations
observing own arising gyrations
musings, twinnings, dismantlings
Beauty of Heart melts catalytic
making music, fascination still
cannot label nor judge neither contradict
or impress empresses or advocates
governors, lover hierophants or poets
fathoms no fools ~ merely IS
Presents primal lingering languid gaspings
for its own beatings, pulsing, unfoldings
irrepressible expressions
explosions of expirations
Split open its P R E S E N C E
e x p o s i n g slivered voluptuous
vulnerability breathing
HEART AM I
Volition, orientation familiarization aahing
and oohing within restrictive paradigm molding
inviolable honorable gentility -
flagrantly, desirously, clearly boyz abandoning
willfully skirting, panting (heavily)
forfeiting abominably, (no Joe King) abiding
chomping at bit, damning delineated, or obscure
parameters, between one acceding
Earthlinked selfish living
psychosexual pining human bing,
and another ardently avowedly ambitious
altruistic agent provocateur (lol)
at first blush hinting Moulin Rouge adulation
under dim (witted) lighting accenting
individual randy salient
traits savoring tête-à-tête
tasty hors d'oeuvres accentuating
nuances highlighting flirtatious countenance
initially unconditionally stubbornly accepting
dire hormonal straits
as prickly fledgling acquaintanceship
quivers, negotiates, kickstarts abolishing
inchoate biochemical protracted coupling
conveniently interpreting accessing
breeching, catapulting Dickensian estuary,
non verbal communication nsync abridging
painstakingly erecting complex edifice
suavely, urbanely, wittily accessorising
tried and truevalue tricks acclaiming
debonair heroic manliness princely
qualities dutifully dominate directing
demure damsel in distress absconding
convincing, foreplaying, jimmying,
rollicking readily acclimatizing
challenges thrust up gracefully parlaying
most savvy serious similarly sophisticated
totally tubular testosterone tactics
versatile repartee accomplishing
dynamics cultivating atavistic romantic ballet
on duh poe whit tick abutting
metaphorical foot accoutering
trappings adorned since mythological
Adam and Eve accrediting
latter, sans virile unavoidable temptation
savoir faire verboten fruit, accelerating
action whereby unsuspecting, slithering,
lurking serpent teen accounting
rattle unheard by apse cent church fathers
subsequently excoriating, condemning, accusing,
nonetheless indomitable transcendence achieving
pinnacle of prostrate poignancy
inexpressible ecstasy acquiescing
nonpareil acquisition adulation activating
ascendence assaying administering
amorousness activating. aching.
December Rain Dance
A drop of cold rain sneaks through the atmosphere,
Suavely mingling to the earth,
Lightly tapping the shoulder of the road;
Almost startling the road, causing a lonely spec of road dust to stir and turn its head
To meet the rain,
The drop asks the dust to dance,
And a powdery puff of water and dust leap into the air;
A soft, clean, wet waltz.
You can smell the rain and dust as they whirl across the dance floor.
It is the smell of fresh happiness—of love.
The dance starts slowly as the lovers are suspended in animation for a moment,
Wondering why it took so long, until December, for them to meet.
And then, everyone joins the dance--
A trillion dancers of rain and dust.
So many that the December lovers are nearly unrecognizable in the crowd of splashes.
When the dance is over the dancers lay down to rest,
Because the energy of their December rain dance is expended.
They melt into the berm and with them dissolves their affair.
FRAMING THE PIN-UP GIRL
His hands, they frame and catch, the pin-up girl.
Tanned hands, they're hot - he drops his sweaty palms.
Her lips - plum succulence. Hair’s suavely curl ~
a brilliant cinnamon. He has some qualms.
Approaches beauty queen with plastered smile.
She feigns to look away ~ that’s just her way.
Performance broken by his slipshod style.
Turns out, they're moon and sun ~ like night and day.
The opposite attract of belle and nerd,
A curative for broken-hearted ~ bliss.
A certain bit of trouble is assured.
Before the final curtain falls ~ love’s kiss.
He’s coy and lovable and kind of dreamy.
She’s brash and pushy but she’s rather steamy.
9/28/2017
Zesty zippy zombie sat checking out the Yummy yuppie Yankee that was wiggly
wishy washy but wealthy as he could be. And even so vary vainly vaguely unfree.
Till one day, a Tuesday I believe, the tiny twiggy twenty year old named Tracy Tori
Tory was watching the toothy toughie trickster zombie sitting under the thistly
thorny thickly ugly tree, watching our Yankee. Now strangely she was a strongly
sturdy sweetie, and sweetly but swiftly suavely went to see the Yankee to let him
know of the scummy squirmy spooky zombie checking him out under the seedy
shaggy shabby little tree. Now to show his appreciation he was really ready to
rarely ask this queenly quirky quaintly lady to promptly go purely proudly puddle
popping on their way to a preppy peachy pearly pastry bar with oddly the only
oldie oozy pastries in the nutty nightly nearly neatly town of Nietzsche where
monthly a mystery mushy movie played. Since they were both loony lofty lefty
laddie and lady and lastly the lengthy lively lovely movie was about to play, he
keenly kindly knightly ask her in a jolly jiggly juicy way if she was iffy itchy
interested in this imaginatively happy haughty history movie. Well in her giggly
giddy goofy funny funky flirty easy earthy earthly duly dizzy ducky cutely cuddly crazy
bubbly briskly bravely aussie arty amply way, said …….. NO!
Wind stream rider high in flight
Far beyond espy steady
Searching clouded obsidian
Peaks of loss and desire
Held closely to my sanity
Erupted in fears adrenaline
Rushing through feral blaze
Carrying that scent within epitome
Stilling me trepid emptiness drains
Into this eddy ripping my voice
Roaring passion inside echoes
Off my skull where solace blankets
Covering bodies waxy marring
My features hiding my dishonor
Whitewashed shame of lasting hope
Carried behind an icy azure
Suavely cold and hotly fevered
Illusions I carry eyes skyward
Probingly closed stifled straining
Catching your voice as you descend
From the heights of Daedalus down
Will I lay my ardors last vigor
Of a promise of eternal love holding
You close as you…
Fall to me.
With rhapsodic taps, startling beats
you do parkour upon my heart,
each thump pumping adrenaline
through readily receiving veins.
Keeping us alive with adventure,
you risk falling to oblivion,
thriving to revive priceless treasure.
Buoyantly flipping tricks through breezes,
you suavely sweep heartbeat streets
of villainous intruders,
saving your lady like a caped crusader.
Leaping beyond peaks of gleaming city lights,
your fingers dare reach for the rarest stars,
thumbing through infinity to seek
the uniquely perfect jewel
to piece into the sought mystery key hole
to open my heart's arcade of wonders.
1-1-2020