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When will the sky sing to the abandoned arcs of my sonnets?
They remain subtle, yet soul-stolen by the sea of stone,
Could those storms stitch the sublime shimmer sinking through,
Silent yet sudden, secretly sensational,
I’ll play the rays you lusciously left longing for this momentum,
Breathing brassy beams barely breakable by the blades of the blaze,
Teach me the tunes of your truth,
Call me into your chaos with my delusions,
Kiss me when the sun sleeps,
Wear me as the moon dreams,
Hold the crying clouds over the vengeance of our vulnerabilities,
The furious fall is further than we dare speak of,
Let your bones bear the crown I seek to bestow,
For the bolted iron ornaments house the hologram of my ebony emerald enchantments.
Kiss me when the sun sleeps,
Where the tangerine horizon meets mossy sea foam,
Under a blanket of indigo arteries etched into the night sky,
Pulsating with each push and pull of synced heartbeats,
Whilst moonbeams ripple on gentle, lapping waves,
Brushing against midnight onyx, silken sand.
Hold me as sea swallows swoop overhead,
Arms entwined, the scent of saline permeating the soft breeze,
Immediate stillness coursing throughout
As your tender hand caresses my cheek.
Walk with me to the edges of space and time,
Where our past lives merge with the present.
Let it all come back to us—
Souls searching in the mist, clinging to hope
Within each second of ticking clocks,
Fearing what may never come,
Until only our song sweeps through hallowed walls,
Beckoning us.
Remember the moments of euphoric ecstasy beyond this earthly realm.
My love, kiss me when the sun sleeps,
As we find each other throughout every lifetime,
Until the laws of reincarnation cease to exist—
Two souls floating endlessly in oceans of lustrous stars.
Now!
kiss me
when the sun
sleeps under cover
of evening hills. Where
soft sheets shroud our sight,
yet letting our feelings softly in.
Within our blanket bivouac, we are
buffered from the bustling world. Trusting
only touch to slip through the covering cloth,
silencing lying eyes. Eyes surrender gladly, leaving
fingers to trace forgotten pathways. Our skin remembers
what hasty eyes brushed aside in passing. Forgotten now are
smiles, frowns, and doubts once misread by sight. Kiss me now -
while the sun sleeps beneath our veiled skies. Kiss me through cloth-
to feel what eyes forget, forgo, let go, without the joyous sense of touch.
Street lights in the clouds
Beneath my feet is heaven
Kiss me Africa
Kiss me, my love, and send me to the moon where we can sit on the cloud and you can sing me the blues.
Hug me, my love, as tight as you can, and make all my worries go into the air.
Whisper, sweet, love words into my ear and send me your love that makes me feel so special and dear.
Love like yours is heaven-sent, it makes me feel like I am blessed.
Love you are the one, the one that makes all of my days feel so loved.
Kiss me again and again, so we can feel one again.
Lifting prayers to God, today and always.
.
only
first me
hold
feel nervous
mine
maundering
No matter the distance I can hear the words of your heart
you tried to mask the pain with a strong heart
I can feel the deepness of your words within your soul
it is like an overfilled serving bowl
give me a kiss with the love of your heart
Kites don’t fly as high as heart
Indigo sky with ribbons of rainbows
Slip me a kiss in the park
Singing favorite songs as we go
Mocha man so tall dark and sweet
Every way you can you match me
Just one last kiss, my little stotty-cake!
You are my cate, my sweetmeat, dainty dish.
Be happy, hinnie, for your "Old Man"'s sake.
You've made me happier than I could have wished.
My sugar dumpling, custard, treacle tart!
Let's part with smiles, and try to hide the ache.
It couldn't last - we knew that from the start.
For us, there'll be no happy ever after.
Go off, embrace your future. Love and thrive.
This thing, this fling, was just a young girl's dream.
It was a pudding "de nouvelle cuisine"
- that's short and sweet - but how we raised the rafters!
Remember me. And, (if I'm still alive!)
I'll often think of you with love. And laughter.
Said you could
Hold it; hold fast
Hold me
That you weren't
Scared
Said the storms
Were worse at sea
That you saw
The sadness underneath
That you loved
The taste of smoke and ash
Of the flame
That burns through
Me
Kiss me sweet
Kiss me quick
Only once.
I’m not the romantic type.
Or so I tell myself.
What are you waiting for?
No kiss?
That kiss is fine.
You taste so sweet.
I look deep in your eyes:
Deep blue like some far-off lagoon.
cerulean clear inviting, longing love.
I long for a tender kiss.
I feel lost.
Do you love me?
I think of your red luscious lips.
I saw you kissing Freddie yesterday.
You blush.
I blush
I’m jealous.
We walked hand in hand towards the park.
This time, our kiss lingers
Not quick, not sweet. Something deeper.
Love is in the air.
.
how deep mine think be
vooman
mine intellect
allows me
no play
az
pluck each petal
"does
she
love me
love me
not"
just
kiss me
shut me up
Sometimes the best way to love life is by speaking to others that make you smile and feel love!
As men we are given the task of being the pursuer, well this is not always the case.
What can a person say but think of a Snow White Dove!
Wanting a wife and children has now become a race.
We become tired of being rejected and placing on our mind and heart another burden.
I love you!
Focusing on becoming perfected is a burden.
It is true,
Seeing you smile has given me joy
When you are in pain I feel sad!
I am truthful even if my words sounds coy.
Not being there to prevent your pain makes me mad!
You cause my heart to beat!
I want and love you and even your cute stinky feet!
love is as ephemeral
as kisses
it takes lots
of them
to grow
yeah, I'm hurt
you're mean
all good
we were only an illusion
caught in feelings
never to materialize
it hurts that I
felt feelings for
your illusion
(someone else's
flesh and blood
but MY illusion)
you leave your screen
and go home to
the flesh and blood
that does not satisfy
and it hurts
how much more
would it hurt
to kiss me
goodbye
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