Caresses Poems - Poems about Caresses

...Love is a passionate portrait painted with the heart Burnished brush strokes are a cherished work of art when friendship blossoms as buds bloom into flowers and romance reigns with caresses in gar......Read the rest...

...The ELECTRIC swerve of her lover's Words. Wooo! Her curves! How Soothing. He loved and amused her. Major Master Lover! Her emotions Were bare. His were BLAZING! HE FLARED! ooh! Sweet my sweet ......Read the rest...

...In the vast realm of this wretched misery There lives a prowess, with an ardent melody; She emanates the beacon of her loving light She is my bastion, in times of blight; Her adoring caresses par......Read the rest...

...Leave all your sadness on my doorstep, To sit with me, weary as a shadow, When you stealthily slip in your dear memory in the night, And let my tears collect, pearls on the damp face of time. Let......Read the rest...

...This happened last Fall, during Thanksgiving break. Lisa and I were at the MET (The Metropolitan Museum of Art), with her family, at an exhibit of Art Deco sculpture. Lisa and I came out of a gall......Read the rest...

...I declare that feeling rage is too awful and insane, it's a trap we have fallen into one time or another; we deceived, we lied and went much further: when guilt stains our conscience we are done! ......Read the rest...

...Beneath the everyday attire, the spirit falls ill, dormant, In the monotony that seems an eternity of silver smoke, contingent. Boredom weaves its fabric between walls of flesh, walking dead, Many......Read the rest...

... When Silence speaks, stars surrender their sparkle to the night; Luna’s glow sweeps awe above the world. When Silence speaks, Luna caresses the face of her beloved sea; Speechless are the......Read the rest...

... Words drift, pounding – a heartbeat, Memorized by my dreams, Sometimes painful – sometimes weak, Sometimes fading – sometimes sweet. Words flow through the rivers of my soul, Sof......Read the rest...

...Cloaked in misty judgments, we have dressed ourselves, Finding in condemnation a kind of sacred and dignified sport. An inert paradigm, where blame is like a talisman That people wear proudly, bel......Read the rest...

...Quote: “To fathom hell, or soar angelic, just take a pinch of psychedelic” -- H. Osmond In the realm of metaphors, where words take flight, A kaleidoscope of colors, a psychedelic delight. Li......Read the rest...

...The Flower and the Butterfly In the subtle softness of dawn’s embrace, A tender flower reclines upon her garden bed, Enshrouded in the veil of morning mist, Which caress her form like the softe......Read the rest...

...A secret accord written in breaths, Configured in kisses and celestial caresses, A saga-rhapsody we inscribe in flights of love, Upon this stringless harp called Love. Ancestral pact, Woven from......Read the rest...

...In the desolate temple of the soul, flesh weaves over bone a silent epitaph, Spirits lock thought within the ark of thought, and sometimes, a divine spark, And women in furies pour vessels into fra......Read the rest...

...All she wanted was love, but he forgot the dreamy days of yore. Gone were those sweet caresses, Gone were the walks hand in hand, Gone was any passionate lovemaking. All sentiment evaporated int......Read the rest...