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You request him to travel to distant lands
on a quest to conquer the enemy.
A like-minded platoon battles beside him,
helping him achieve an ultimate defeat.
You keep him sheltered from tough weather
with electric lights, a warm balm on stormy nights.
You allow him to rest his work-worn feet,
and lend shade to summer's sweltering heat.
You give him currency in gold, and nourishment
to revive his life with virtual healing.
His energy pours into self-gratification,
chasing flashing lights and curvaceous shapes.
A natural born warrior, his instincts are achieved.
His guys need him, and he seems as Captain.
The adrenaline of the chase is his maiden.
The plot thickens, challenge expands, saga continues.
His self-image is tough, but his muscles atrophy.
His belly swells closer to the screen.
His shoulders point toward their goal.
His carpal tunnel narrows from "shooting."
Various wrappers stack below his chair.
Paper plates replace dirty dishes.
Neglected laundry mops the bathroom floor.
He strives to reach a high level of achievement.
Daily late-night brigades and early morning battles
rattle in his dreams, realistic combat scenes.
The game goes by another name, but by definition,
it may as well be called "Tunnel Vision."
5/25/18
She exits the shower
As i towel her down
Her long blond hair
Skin so brown
With her back to me
In masterly strokes
Every part i caress
Her wanting stokes
She takes my hands
To her breasts she cups
Our torso's close
In standing up
She bares her nape
Invites me to kiss
As my blood responds
To my manly bliss
This path of passion
We tenderly follow
Our bodies racing
As we lovingly wallow
We lie on the bed
Two adventurers in roam
Exploring new worlds
To eventually find home
Sensual finds
As they make their way
A pillar of strength
Through a secret gate plays
Curvaceous mounds
With pert like cairns
Forested grasses
Wonderment stare
Through the open gate
In this warm moist land
Signals in sync
As we read our commands
In movement so tender
With sighs and groans
Between the V
As he's welcomed home
In rhythmic rhyme
Their music plays
Notes are hit
In orchestral display
Kisses shared
Bodies slide
Hearts content
In sensual glide
Eruption emits
His lava flow
Tanned maiden
Golden glow
Orgasmic glands
Climax embrace
In their world of love
This two have graced
http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/love4.php
She exits the shower
As I towel her down
Her long blond hair
Skin so brown
With her back to me
In masterly strokes
Every part I caress
Her wanting stokes
She takes my hands
To her breasts she cups
Our torso's close
In standing up
She bares her nape
Invites me to kiss
As my blood responds
To my manly bliss
This path of passion
We tenderly follow
Our bodies racing
As we lovingly wallow
We lie on the bed
Two adventurers roam
Exploring new worlds
To eventually find home
Sensual finds
As they make their way
A pillar of strength
Through a secret gate, plays
Curvaceous mounds
With pert like cairns
Forested grasses
Wonderment stare
Through the open gate
In this warm moist land
Signals in sync
As we read our commands
In movement so tender
With sighs and groans
Between the V
As he's welcomed home
In rhythmic rhyme
Their music plays
Notes are hit
In orchestral display
Kisses shared
Bodies slide
Hearts content
In sensual glide
Eruption emits
His lava flow
Tanned maiden
Golden glow
Orgasmic glands
Climax embrace
In their world of love
This two have graced
. UNSUPPORTED CODE
I
by chance of chance in spark I love her soul;
Lights in her essence her presence embrace
Voluptuous sweet vessel her so, whole;
Curvaceous molded induced bitter taste
gathered ladle in golden crystal bowl;
It is so as sown now as it be of core;-
Embrace whereso'er I dismay,
Be humble so pray,
The things which I've done I not do no more.
II
Hope that isn't denied by my faith
Deiminase by those the things that can't wait
The Moon doth with insight
Look round her when the heavens are care;
Waters on a starry wrongs to right
Proper and majestic so share;
Brilliants sees O so the lights so burst;
But yet blinded, where'er I chose,
Darkness encapsulates a glory from my birth.
1/4/24
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2024©
Ancient God extended his hand
towards this beauty,
pulling her close unto
him, moulding her
voluminous figure with
ample bosom into
his embrace
As his hands tried to
memorize every inch
of her small waist,
to reluctantly travel upward
to touch her flawless face
He brushed aside a long
dark wavy auburn lock
that lit up beneath the
sun's hot rays
Her eyes, amazed him at
the multitude of colored
flakes that danced in
them so bright
Fire burned deep within
them showing she had fight
Yes Aphrodite would be
envious of this beautiful
breathtaking sight
For where doeth this
vision hail from
Pure perfection t'was
what she was
A soft sigh escaped her
pouty full lips tinted a
deep red rose
She had a small upturned
nose and cheeks set high,
soft but fierce tilted
upward chin
T'was her God-like beauty
that had drawn him in
Her accent perplexed him
as her sultry seductive
voice said
"Alas I am but modern woman...
our words don't even mix!"
He leaned forward taking in
her very scent to whisper
in her ear....
"T'would be an easy fix..!"
Ah to explore her curvaceous
beauty he would most
assuredly spend days
Adonis then whispered
"Fair Lady, pray tell, what is
thy name...?" With just one
word t'ween parted full lips
"Helen....." t'was what came
The creation of an ace artisan
Porcelain silky delicate finish
Embellishing curvaceous ornate design
I shine with enticing glamour.
Mystically alluring hollow inside
I’m just a lone show piece of art
Yearning to belong and be placed
Beside you in a special space.
When your caressing hands
Adorn me with a posy of flower
In ardent touch my heart pulsates
As you fill me with your charm.
When in silvery night the gentle breeze
Soaked in stardust enters your room
The flowers dance to the music of ecstasy
In your dreamy eyes you see me glow.
(Ode to a flower vase)
November 9, 2019
Contest : Metaphor of Love
Sponsor : Bobby May
December 25, 2019
Contest : Strand Special 9, Any Form, Any Theme
Sponsor : Brian Strand
As I sit on the bank beside this clear running stream
I look on in awe as if I am in a dream
My girl, my love swims in the translucent so pure
Her curvaceous shape in the ripples allure
Breaststroke to backstroke as she shares with me
As the undulations of the waves caress her so free
As she exits the stream my eyes are in capture
My heart, my thoughts it total rapture
Her ebony locks cascade down her back
Whilst her body gleams for she doesn't lack
Towards me she walks through the greenest of grasses
My love, my girl the most beautiful of lassies
We lie facing each other sharing sweet meadow kisses
Our minds in unison knowing our bodies have wishes
Beside the clear running stream we shared each other
Under a canopy of green two souls in discover
http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/love-13.php
Tonight is my birthday and I'm in for a surprise
My darling desires to thrill my eyes
The living room is set and the lights are turned low
Scented candles are lit as I await what she shows
Soft ballads play from rock bands we adore
To my left she enters such beauty amour
In sexy black lace with traces of deep red
Her curvaceous shapes play with my head
Teasing and taunting in her gypsy style dance
Erotic she is, my eyes captured in trance
Pouting she writhes alluring my clutch
Staying out of reach, denying me of touch
Scintillating movements as she edges real close
Her perfume entices my desire to pursue
My hearts now pumping in manly crave
As I catch her kisses in loving threw
Closer she dances as she takes my hand
As I arise and join her as we take to the floor
Embraced we are on this special night
Passion awaits with my girl I adore
Touchingly we kiss as our hands declare
Revealing to each other our bodily joys
Blissful caressing declares our time
Our bodies unite in loving employ
http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/love-14.php
Beautiful
I know you’re busy right now at work minding your own and I, we, us is only a fragment of your imagination in the closet that is locked behind a wall pass the hall way through your bedroom at the back of your mind
You seem to linger in my mind which has no exit for you
I wish every second in your life is accompanied by your smile
I’ve made a decision, that in my life I will always express my thoughts and feelings
Somehow my thoughts and feelings always circulate around your smile
Like gas trapped in a compressed container losing volume
I’m about to burst, this eagerness to make you happy suffocates me
I can’t control how you feel but if I could, you would never fall sick or have a frown on you face
I call you beautiful not because of your sawing eyes, melodious voice, attractive lips, glowing skin or curvaceous body, No!
I call you beautiful because You define that word, I call you beautiful because your soul transcends materialistic deceitfulness
I call you beautiful because in my world this word beautiful would be replaced by You in every dictionary known to man
I can’t separate you from that word or that word from you, so you are not beautiful but you are You
Beautiful is you, you is beautiful, you see when I see a beautiful person according to this world you come into mind and in my mind that person is not beautiful that person is you but not you but you, this will only make sense to you if you were to possess my soul and mind because you’d be seeing you through my eyes you’d be seeing you through my mind
And you’d know I love You, I mean you
My intention was to send you only a text saying “you are very special in my world and that your beauty is skin deep”
I only realised at the deep end that I have flooded you with words, I hope you can swim
I wouldn’t be able to live with myself if you were to drown in my own words
Nubbly encompassing branches
Dapple of forbearing tree
witnesses frivolous dances
peach blossom nymphs frolick free
Inherited ease obtained
Velvet falls into their hands
Devouring flesh unashamed
Father distributes fruit
Caressed by shade made moss
Nymphs negotiate quilted kingdom
Arrested in laughter trust begot
Dragonfly winged ubiquitous
Nurturing dealt without reprimand
Grants gravity exodus equality
Bellyful relish of everyday romance
Father distributes fruit
Sprites lavishly ravage sweet nectar
Shared by impulsed limbs' entangle
Lush harvest spurs tension's surrendour
Liberated curvaceous angels
Spiral smooth winding symmetry
Born as blank slate, tender bud
Naked soul knows no heirachy
Father distributes fruit
Written 16th July 2020
Submitted for Chantelle Anne Cooke 's
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