Pleasure enflame through my entire being
This man, entices my lips to breathe,
Every moment we are touching.
His spell, his gaze, “they have enraptured me.”
And all I want is to give him a never ending kiss
For I have never experienced real love like this
Plus whenever he looks into my brown eyes
I always feel like I’m sitting on top of the skies
He's glued to my mind
And I crave him all the time
This man constantly put a smile on my face
And makes my heart beat fast
Like I’m running a race
I’m convinced that he had cast
A strong love spell on me
For I’m not the way I used to be
However; I love the new me now
Though he may have cast a spell on me somehow.
When our lips meld in passions kiss,
we gather highs from nirvana's bliss.
Lovely to behold, the curves
Inviting to be kissed, touched
Pretty quickening my nerves
Sweet nectar when our lips clutched.
"Though all have endless love within, many feel they have none until external love shows as fantasies contend." ~~ Poet
I thought I knew love’s emotional pallet,
then you gathered me in passions ballad
and my sureness tossed in kinetic transport.
In your embrace, all I knew became unglued.
Such an amazing, glorious sensation
increased its revelation because your known
was equally thrown, richly altered just as my own.
Times like now, our desires seek declaration
from our mutual flames celebration
of romantic love we both hold as a blessing.
You say our love is so tenderly strong, it is truly poetic.
Tonight, as your lips tantalize mine until intoxicated,
the entire world fades away unrealized ~
only we exist inside a shared bliss that enthralls.
Again, and once more, I always seek your lips for kisses
I adore while wishing all were reality, not my fantasies
creating a sedating escape from the unrequited
love I am always bleeding. It is silent kisses
and all my other pretendings that keep
what never started from
ever ending.
I've tasted her lips
We've had kissed
Her saliva was sweet
Sugary like licorice
Juicy plump plum, like bubble gum
Like a butterfly sucking nectar
Life Starts preserved
Front lips succulent
Skin soft warm vibrant
Connect to sweet I received her sugar liquids
From after her lips
Within her heart's mouth
Her lips mybeloved kiss
Lips succulents
9/2/25
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.2025
"from LIFE DISCERN Anthology "
We sit so close, yet worlds apart, breathing the same air but trapped by our fear. Your hand brushes mine, and it’s like the universe pauses, a trembling spark I can’t name, a kiss that doesn’t need lips.
I want to tell you everything... how every glance of yours steals my breath, how every moment without you feels like a storm. But my voice falters, my courage hides in the shadows of doubt. What if you don’t feel the same? What if this fragile thing between us breaks?
And still, the silence speaks. It presses close, heavy with longing, and I feel your heart echoing mine in the spaces where words cannot reach. The curve of your lips, The warmth of your hand, it’s a kiss I can feel in my soul soft, trembling, infinite.
I ache to close the distance, to let the world vanish in that single moment, but fear pins me still, and yet even in this quiet, I am drowning in you.
"This silent kiss is everything I've ever needed, though it never touched your lips."
Is summer over or just cooling down,
days are getting shorter do not make a frown.
Sun time use varies widely,
in many different places.
Do not tell me barbeque time is over,
that will make me want to pee my bedcover.
As BBQ corn does eat,
great with hotdogs and watermelon too.
Tell me it is not so,
no more ice cold sweet tea to drink slow.
Now to make only hot tea,
keeping lips moist not open.
Summer will be back next year,
must I really wait twelve months with no cheer?
Friends gather happily in just,
time for the holidays and not missing the summer.
your °c°•o°•o°•l° k~i~s~s of l"i"f"e
my lips crave it d
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p
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b
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athe my l°o°v°e to l"i"f"e
"A kiss is magical because it touches the heart." Quote By Poet
The silent kiss can touch your heart,
a heart that is very far apart.
I kissed your letters then licked the glue,
as I sent all my love to you.
Red lips went flying through the mail,
with a perfume spray friend never stale.
You are living so far away,
will you get my lips and perfume mail today?
Hope you can read what I want to say,
I am sending a big laugh your way.
Being away from a love one is hard,
miss talking with only reading a card.
Days feeling like you are not in your prime,
but you must go on until the next time.
Loving calls ending with the silent kiss,
how do I say you are the one I do miss?
My dear, I share with you a truth:
A life lesson I have lived.
Discretion is valor, a silent shield,
A strength that guards the heart revealed.
Be not the man who parrots all he hears,
Who, finding no one to tell,
Confides in the door.
He's a fool lost in words that wound and bore.
Let discretion be your strength—
Bridle your tongue with care,
Let intuition guide your ear,
Be perceptive, be aware.
God may have endowed such a man
With heavenly graces,
But the ruin of him will be
His own endless talk, so careless and vain.
To know what holds value for another
Is a burden not for faintest minds;
A sacred trust to keep,
A treasure in silence deep.
Discretion defines character—
Be the safe where secrets sleep.
Be eager to listen and to grasp,
But slow to speak.
In this wisdom, your honor will last.
Valiant are the lips that stay sealed
Even at the tempest of awkwardness.
You know
it's not what you know
or who you know
it's what you know
about whom you know
and I know you know
'You know'
are the most
abused over-used
words today
you know
I'd be happy
if never again
I hear anyone say
'You know'
but wherever you go
there they are
on the lips
of all your friends
and you know
it never ends
they're on TV
and radio
I'm so tired
of listening to
'You know'
you know
We know the secret to winning
The sweet fennel sausage with
sweet relish and eggnog yeast rolls.
The toll of the roll
with caramelized onions
The dungeon were the tomato's
Ripen is scrubbing
Perfect lettuce ooh the sweet relish
Is it delish love your relish
Peggy rolls takes the tolls to another
Level
Sausage sammish and fries damn I
Love your sandwich
Oniony buttered rolls
Like a grill cheese sandwich
I am in love you know
I gotta have it
Tickle me
I am your fool
Staula
The perfect fool
Cheese me up
To a whole new level
Feenl sweet
A seductive devil
The spicy red pepper flakes
Oh foo goodness sakes
We gotta good thang
Going on
It's my song
Won't stand a chance
Music by
Galveston Sweetie
Food by "Greasie"
Courtesy of
Soothing Sounds
And by "Hot LOVER"
OF SHORTIE RICO LLC.
and the Sounds of
Black Music On nc.
I can still feel your lips on mine,
And your fingers tangled in my hair.
I still smell your sweet perfume—
It lingers softly in the air.
It’s as if you're with me every hour,
As if your love gives my heart its power.
As if I’ve known you a thousand years—
And would fall for you again through joy and tears.
Won’t you please listen to what I say?
These words come straight from deep inside—
They sing of how I long for you,
Where love and hope and truth abide.
My love for you can't be denied,
It's steadfast, deep, and ever strong.
It won’t fade, won’t drift away—
It will last my whole life long.
Last night was the very first time
I knew my love was real and true.
The memory is burned into my soul—
The memory of you.
I can still feel your lips on mine,
And your fingers tangled in my hair.
I still smell your sweet perfume—
It lingers softly in the air.
a frown is a smile
with naughty corners of mouth
dragged down, to half-mast.
stop wallowing in the mire ~
flip your lips to all ends up
"The clouds parted like the pursed lips of desire,"
drawing an ambience for dreamers to dream
with watercolor whispers and acrylic zen ~
amorous, magnetic, and achingly alluring,
dusted in mauve-winged wishes,
as the moon’s crown sparkled in gold…
O beloved crescent ~ that stirs my ink,
love me like sultry sea waves,
rippling through Cupid’s veil ~
a surreal sketch of sunset soulmates,
destined to dance beyond time’s thistles,
oblivious to the jades of jealousy.
Meet me where memories fade,
and pain is an unfamiliar poem,
for I wear your love-stained letters ~
breathless, spellbound, and intoxicated
by the scent of handwritten heartbeats…
But if stars could sing, and dusk could speak,
would you heed the tunes of twilight,
like rain tracing fire along your skin,
while night hangs silent, and the breeze unfurls~
a ballet of butterflies in sync,
with the pulse and kiss of lunar lace…
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