Best Voyeurs Poems

New never is...  
	(Charles Wood)
	
	
	
	We are but voyeurs, 
	peering through the iris 
	of the painter’s eye’s recording 
	details of a scene 
	not meant for...

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Flames of desire mesmerize
Instantly provocative to tantalize
Recklessly smoldering embers stirred
Enticing arousal... seduction occurs
 
Stoking the fire again and again
No strings attached is only plan
Both have...

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"petites éruptions" 

life pops 
oven red 
poppy petals

opium
eyes smoking
jade reflections

deep 
as the deep
blue ocean 

milky skin soft 
and sweet as 
juicy peaches 

crimson lips 
crushing...

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The heat of your verbatim lashes at my hide
Red heat surfaces with the morning light
Serenades of moans and breathless catcalls
Inhuman indecent oblivious to the voyeurs...

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A phantom beauty sheathed within a gown of utter darkness,
Stalks the lonely avenues of Los Angeles, seeking in vengeances
Revenge for her murder to bring him...

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The shifting of many corporeal hands move across this dead cell,
A vacuums vortex, a psychic sponge, charging this battery of
Energy called the spirit board.
Paranormal phenomenon...

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A sweet young thing comes to our humble abode
Once every month without fail
Sure ain't your average cleaner type person
She zooms through the place like a...

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Have we opened up Pandora's 
box
That we can't now seem to 
close
Secrets don't stay on the block
The price of progress I suppose

We have become a...

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Ode To ‘Mother’ Creator ©
Not only is it a marvelous happen chance in being able to have ‘shares’ in Mother Nature’s flora creations 'first hand'---
But,...

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They could be strangers or maybe not
mind locked to their own moment
embraced by feelings and thoughts
their bodies intertwined - unaware
that a watcher is looming in...

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I'm in a small café
nursing a hot coffee.
And, between steamy sips,
I gaze at a mirror.

There, reality's a
reflection; it's not real.
And, like caricatures,
flaws fall into focus.

I...

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Lay me across your sheets
of white, hold me as a poet
fingers her pen, caressing
with the passion of expression.

Draw me close,
then color me with the ink
of...

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For old Star-Gazer Master Khayyam – a name like Shakespeare’s for « some » other giants - Part One

      ...

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"Dealing a Deeper Darker Crimson"



Dealing a deeper darker crimson velvet kiss
Lips bleed criminal and cut deep
on caged tongues whispering a love missed


Vanilla dreams
Black pods of...

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Who the hell rings bells anymore
whether in a Capitalist society, a Theocracy, an Oligarchy,
or a Dictatorship

	the DING has sure been taken out of the
	rama dama...

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