Long Caress Poems

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Premium Member Eternal Love

I so love you,
         since the first moment that we met;
      and I fell in eyes blue,
         and our love has no regret.
  Then, the day came when I wore a white wedding dress,
  I hold close those days and nights of your sweet caress;
     and though a name in stone-   I love you nevertheless,
          and to our love I will never say adieu.

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December 9, 2019


Poetry/Rhyme/Eternal Love
Copyright Protected, ID 19- 1206-530-02
All Rights Reserved.  Written under Pseudonym.


Written for the contest, Love Me Like You Mean It
Sponsor, Julie Leigh Rodenheaver

Fifth Place
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member Love Melts the Thorns of a Rose

Another night to drown in your mystic splendor 
   Could not calm a pounding heart swoon, neath a blush moon.  
    Poise in untold colour, true beauty you surrender 
      Suspended, soon bedding, good-night veils of clouds cocoon.   

  Thirst of the soul melts the thorns of 
           A rose, transcends beyond a never-ending fountain of Love. 

 Endless blue mosaic slumber awaking in cool caress.  
  Burst of radiant hope release in fluttering flight, 
    Caught across in the current ripples; whose touch may press 
      Deeply, brushing against nature's doorstep light. 

  Thirst of the soul melts the thorns of
           A rose, transcends beyond a never-ending fountain of Love. 

 Thy presence summons by my yearning love, 
  Peacefulness invited in, welcoming salvation, 
    Enlightenment of the presence of the Lord above. 
      Enrapture faint breath and sigh deep emotion.

  Thirst of the soul melts the thorns of
           Arose, transcends beyond a never-ending fountain of Love. 


4/10/2020 Poem of the Day on 4/12/2020
© Eve Roper  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Cinder of Urge

My heart encapsulates the hues of the sunburst sky,
the sensitive strokes of your yearning’s tender brush
paint purple passion of blooming rose in my garden,
as on the convivial canvas cascade ripples of emotion.

The patina of enticement flushes your luring lips,
quivering with dulcet cadence of the dancing dew,
grazing on the glowing meadow of my fervent face,
at the acme of sensuous rapture I waft in euphoria.

The ivory valley between my curvaceous contours
seeks for the mesmerizing moments to linger on,
while your fondling fingers carve amorous course to sail
in the subterranean stream of my concealed craving.

My satin skin smolders in the cinder of intense urge,
longs for soothing breeze of nocturnal ardor of your caress.
As it slithers on the parched petals of my burning essence
your soft sensual touch feels like flitting butterfly romance.

Premium Member Poetic Lips

I had heard about the legend of her lips,
so, at the sight of vermillion moonlight,
shimmering on turquoise ripples at twilight,
my soul ventured, craving the sighs of her sips.
Fate led towards a path of wooden shutters,
amidst the silence, silken whispers enticed,
upon her vision, all speech was sacrificed.
My heart danced like velvet butterfly flutters.

Her lips resembled two petals yearning for rain,
with an innocent blush resting on their tips,
curved liked sacred, unwritten poetic scripts,
I surrendered my muse for her kiss to drain.
They seemed to tremble, waiting to be explored.
An unspoken allurement composed through her eyes,
where she veiled a threshold of nectarous cries,
like dawn, we merged as the moon and sun adored.

In neroli mist we melted like molten gold,
lost volcanic spirits spilling in lava lust.
Her wildfire swept my senses like a spiced gust,
as hummingbirds, hummed about secrets untold.
There was a sinful sweetness in her caress.
In her sanctum, I forgot the essence of 'me,'
as her taste turned a blank page into poetry.
A rendezvous, which ylang ink cannot confess.
© Silent One  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Was This the Apple

Was this the apple,then,your mother's breast,
Which father thought was his to oft caress?
And when ,in deprived rage,you bit to test
In return he vowed to ever you harass.

At this you learned that you could hate as well,
For punishment struck blows to your small heart.
Your memory, when  wordless,could not  ,tell;
Though pain and anguish made your soft skin smart.

As unknown as the journey to your birth.
As shocking as the grief of unmeant wrong..
As frightening as the gauging of your worth
As sudden as the ending of a song.

Impossible to foretell or to prepare,
The dangers to our breaking hearts lie there.
Form: Sonnet


Premium Member The Guardian

He pours through my soul, like silky hot chocolate; I dream of loving smiles and a golden heart.  A guardian spirit whose voice I’ve heard only once.  You kept me safe as I trembled, looking down that gun barrel and told me things would be fine if I didn’t move.  No child should be a bullets victim and you interceded; kept that demon brat’s finger and the trigger.  Now I see you in dreams or a fleeting glance in a corner of my eye; you’re always there; the granddad I never had a chance to know, in this life.

Spirits ride the winds;
Soft etheric caress is
A spirit’s embrace.
Form: Haibun

Premium Member In the depth of your arms, time lays down its dreams softly

In the depth of your arms, time lays down its dreams softly,
Under the velvet of the moment, every burden turns into a silent thorn.
Oceans of trials I traverse, when I find solace and purpose,
In the sweet penumbra of your embrace, that caresses each August sunset.
When you enfold me in your world, forgotten are the turmoil and tumult,
Life, with its heavy cart, seems to me a feeble heartbeat, the road leisurely.
And it's a creation of the sacred in the fleeting moment, when you still waves of worry,
Your oasis, a realm of wonders, where I, the bard, weave and uphold the crown of happiness.
From life’s chasm, that ever plays its card of the unexpected,
Your caress overflows like a river that knows not drought.
And that greatness within us, the power to care without bounds,
Turns the fog that clung to the soul into light over solitary journeys.
You have woven a sacred embrace wherein time used to build itself,
An eternal play of colors, undulating, where secretly the flowers of hope germinated from beneath the stone.
Now there is no more fatigue, but only regal delight, in soft applause,
You make me laugh, dance, burst, not into exhaustion, but into a swirl of golden-brown.
In a world of wanderings, you are the one who grants me rest,
When you extend your arms like the wings of an angel over the descending twilight.
In your proximity, I rediscover the forgotten realm where every trouble meets its end,
And I breathe relieved, a soul in feast, with a heart light as a ladybug, unbarred, without limit.
© Dan Enache  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Blue Blueberries

Blue--a "vision" of beauty is the blueberry loaded with blue
Blue--"gentle" the dew as it kisses each tender morsal of skin
Blue--soft and "quiet" the foosteps that approach the bush loaded with blue
Blue--cobalt blue blueberries "excite" the taste buds as they touch the tongue
Blue--blueberry crunch'n warm from the oven cinnamon 'aroma" fills the air

Vision__sight
gentle__touch
quiet__hear
excite__taste
aroma__smell

A "vision" of the blueberry bush loaded with its blue 
Awesome gift of "touch" granted to caress each berry 
During morn's "quiet", gently embraced by the dew 
One picked to "excite" the taste buds, two picked while I tarry
Many picked for dessert, "aroma" floats, awaits cream from dairy 

Flavors Marry

Written: Saturday October 24, 2015
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Together We Pulse

I am the heart of our love
built for the beauty of your dance
I feel you in every atom of my awareness,
a muscle of desire pumping to caress your luscious madness
without the current of your fresh fragrance I have no romance, only sadness,
my strength suffers without the tempo of temptation you provide
in the nature of your elegant warmth is where I reside
you speed and sparkle through me like red beams of paradise,
excited by the euphoria of your burning froth I feel wild and wise...

I pulse in the ecstacy of your sacred strength
my rhythm unleashed, I soar wild and free in you
untouched yet, the hurt of it bites hard
your solitude my temple, I beat gentle in it's silence
veiled wants, they chant on the dharma of our needs
teasing our restraint, as destinations remap to the universes we build
I glow in the dark of your waiting, I thrive in our potent future
feeding prayers and teaching destiny
waiting for you as I always have
beating for you as I always will -

A Collaboration From The Quills Of Justin & Bindu
Form: Epic

Premium Member Forever By Your Side

You so long to see me in your dreams.
See my face.
Feel my touch.
Hear my voice.

You want to know if I am at peace.
Know here I feel no pain.

It hurts my heart so to see you cry.
Dry away your tears.
Rest your weary eyes.

Allow time to help you heal.
Enlighten your fears.

You will not forget me.
I will always hold a place in your heart.

Fear not my love.
Know I will always be by your side.

When I look upon you embrace me with your tender smile.
Let your laughter, your joy fill my heart.

Like a breeze I will caress your cheek.
Place a silent kiss upon your lips.

Remember the tenderness we shared.
Knowing it was real.

Somewhere in time I will come to call
My love, my friend, my soul, my mate.
We will meet again.

In a place where soul love lives forever.
A place filled with energies light.

Know I will be there to hold your hand.
To kiss your tender lips, to gently hold you through the nights.
Form: ABC

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