Passion Eve Poems

In my dream
I never knew I loved you
till late last nights surprise
Your visit to my bedside
opened up my eyes
Your presence under my covers
would my touch...

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Paradise
like Rome
is not built
and not rebuilt
and rebuilt
and redeveloped
and healed
and redeemed
in one 24-hour
cycle
and recycle
and revolving
round day v night,

And/or 
appreciatively regarding both day
and dualdark
rich and fertile 
souled...

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Sun rise, high tide
Yesterday has died
Life in eclipse
Rising passion
Fated glimpse
In slow motion

August 29, 2022
Bite Size Poem no51 Poetry Contest...

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at the day's ending
lone nightingale is singing
as painted skies gleam

the day ends in bliss
so long ago the morning
deep blue farewell song

the blooms are dancing
along the...

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E- Eve has a special poetic expertise -

V- vaunting her fam'ly, which she touts with ease. 

E- Eve embraces a mother's "loving caress"


R- relating "laughter"...

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I quit writing in 1983, for 35 years no poems, diaries zip. In 2018, passion sent me the poem on my list, “Gone.”  Then...

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Poems about Adam, Eve, Lucifer

Eden
by Michael R. Burch

Then earth was heaven too, a perfect garden.
Apples burgeoned and shone, unplucked on sagging boughs.
What, then, would the...

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It's nice to dance between asymmetrical shadows,
on the wall of your bedroom.
It weaves imagination with golden threads,
In motion,
and kissing deep sighs and foggy windows, 
she...

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On the beach one night
Neath a late-May moon
My love bathed its light
Lunar beams to swoon
(Kindled hearts, attune)

Just two young fools
In cool spring flames
Held close the...

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Winter Chills
likely crept up on me
I shivered,  
less than a snowman name Frosty
but breathlessly magical than the beginning of     ...

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Dinner out ...
A cozy booth at our favorite Japanese steak house
We had finished all but our apertifs
I took her hand, held it palm-up

Tracing soft circles...

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Once in while I
Become jealous 
In spite of my well
Composed self

I am considered in my homestead as
A gentleman with moderate dignity and
Integrity with calm and...

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My darling, my dearest, my loving man –
it is a perfect fire you have going,
the atmosphere is Christmas-cheer glowing.
I delight in you, me and our...

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What sweeter thing could ever be 
Than this upon my bed
Twice will I give that asked of me 
Even my father's head 

It tempts me...

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Oh translucent the body takes it's ovoid shape,  
An amalgam of life from inside it's bloated state, 
Pro choice and glistening,
latching in a confined...

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