Love Intoxicated Poems

Window to the Soul
The eyes of lovers are open doors, unlocked by true love and intimacy.
 Each of us holds ourselves captive in that inner...

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Intoxicated Rondeau

Totally intoxicated in prime movers’ immortality
Never hidden in punchy illusion
Broken heart dips into sacred circus hilarious absurdity
Images of staggering lightheadedness - cleared vision fusion.

Stronghold...

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I have fondled and drowned in a toxic contortion,
I know not whether to drink it or spill it,
I know not, whether to swallow it or...

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Your witty charm had me 
hook line and sinker.
I was under your spell; I 
can't get enough of you.
I love your mesmerizing 
eyes.
Your captivating smile,
Your...

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My fill I drink
And simple instructions no longer sink
Nor straight succeed to think.

I sense mocking winks
But judge them innocent blinks,
My fifty - year - old...

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Intoxicated
They intoxicate my world
And expect me to be royal
This is the picture of life 
Were my soul bleeds 
Still the world don't care 
Even doe...

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several moments
with curse,
with hateful things,
with banned activities
were my affinity,

in these,
I was entangled,
walked dancing
with lofty lickerish
by loving your ensnaring beauty,

every atom of your beauty
crushed me, trampled...

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Intoxication

The heady intoxication
Of new love ventured
Buds that blossom
Fed by warm waves 
Of sweet euphoric sensation

The sun captured
Smiles within ones heart
Radiating in abundant glory
Taming the savage...

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Can such lonely words be more beautiful?
Screaming pleas - just hear me out
I don't have words enough to express this...
The toxicity is mixed in a...

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The vodka bottle is almost empty.
It will induce sleep, providing escape
from the thoughts of the day
that overwhelm, with crushing truth.
Life, is an impossibility of day...

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I am a silly caterpillar 
Intoxicated 
By the fumes of Grace. 

Look my way 
My wings are blue  
I am a light hearted butterfly...

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My valentine has a sweet and sour citrus taste;
A lemon dewdrop puckering my purloined lips,
Stolen by yours, whose on mine, will not waste,
For though you're...

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I met him on a cold, sultry winter’s day, 
A cold, sultry winter’s day in July.
He stood, hands reaching out towards me,
And peered so deep,...

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Into the sea of dreams,
I remember the night I was with you,
The stars shimmered to it's glory,
Like a blanket illuminating our love,
Keeping us safe,
I felt...

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Encroaching woodland intoxicated

White Heliotrope pervades

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Name : Theresa Stephens
Contest Title: In Praise of Kimo
Dated: 2/19/15
Image: 3...

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