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The setting was lovely and blissful, the company so divine
In a flowery meadow we sat, this girl soon to be mine
We talked and laughed and cried a little, under blue azure skies
Reflections so true, of two in love, looking into each others eyes
So many things we discussed, about our today and tomorrows
Ahead in life are trials we'll face, being elation and heartfelt sorrows
The one thing that absorbs us two, is the wanting to extend our hearts
Children so very much wanted, will cement our future start
Our moment warrants distraction, hush! as we listen to the sounds around
Nature resonates in abundance, in her beautiful tranquil grounds
The symphony of insects and birds, our choir on this day
Colours that curtain our presence, in graceful rainbow display
We lie looking at the sky, and the freedom of the birds
Who glide and soar their thermals of life, their liberty never earned
Whilst we lie in this flowery meadow, two souls so free to roam
Freedom is granted to us, on this planet that we call home
For the rest of the day we embraced, in silence and loving bliss
Sharing kisses and moments of touch, with no other I would wish
When the time came to leave, over our shoulders we looked around
For this was the day that our future started, amidst natures beautiful ground
It's many years later now, and our children are as free as can be
We all should live this way, and raise them in liberty
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Turn around Twenty Years
Turn around Twenty More
Turn around and watch LOVE Grow
With Barbara Jean EVERMORE
Where are YOU going My Beating HEART, Beating Heart
Barbara can take it, where Ever SHE goes
Will She show it with Pride, will she hide it inside
Will I EVER Relinguish The Tears I have Cried
To be Cont.
Dedicated to My Most BeLOVEd Barbara Jean Gorelick
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Stop and ponder what the heart can receive,
put everything else aside, forgetting gifts and flowers:
what's more memorable when gladly you give?
I stress the importance of genuine love to compromise!
Valentine's day was set aside for lovers who may give for the wrong reasons,
not rekindling passions and renewing vowes only expecting something of value...
and by making the same mistakes, they go on a shopping spree ignoring this clue:
that material things aren't as important as hugs and kisses that please!
My advice may not sound pleasant, but it's as pratical as truth...asking myself,
" What the heart can give without those ruby rings that encourage pretense? "
A sweet kiss
hard pressed
returned
fervent embrace
Languishing
such joy
Divided
with one who means so very much
Slowly granting
further, more
giving body
soul, entirity
Our blood pumping, pounding
our heads racing
We gasp
feverish intakes of breath
Taking the passion, the love
in its whole being
Just as we crave the air to breathe
and yet in its midst we forget
hurridly trying to catch our breath
bringing flows
of heated excitement
Depths
of arousal
Anticipation
only those engaged in
can share
passionate reality of
A secret release
powerfully shared and then
stored within
just as we hold forever memory
Relief
sighs together
Souls entwined
Irene was the American girl,
the only pretty one I should have based my romantic story on;
and that story is still unwritten...
not having been able to forget the rejection that turned into pain.
Two bright and respectful kids we were,
growing up with Bob Dylan's intellectual poetry,
but mine was the waltz of a beautiful song...
with the words of the truest love I had ever written.
Brown and blue eyes would have made green eyes,
blonde and brown hair would have made auburn hair;
nothing but the handsomest boy or even the prettiest girl...
for us to love and proudly share for many happy years ahead.
But who has been your darling since then?
Have you found tenderness in that man?
You have impacted my life in ways you don’t know
Which is why I want to give you my all
But how can one measure such emotion?
Is it possible to neutralize such a debt?
Such a feat seems improbable…
But it’s kind of funny-
It’s always those subtleties
Those small things that always seem to make the biggest difference
So when it comes to you and I, what I want- is close to nothing…
I only want a little bit of time, so that we can last forever
I only want a little smile, so that I will live in absolute bliss
I only want a chuckle, so that our lives are filled with laughter
I only want to grasp your hand, so that I can ever hold you in my arms
I only want to hum your name, so that I can sing your praises for all to hear
I only want to be slightly close to you, so that we can never part
And I only want to love you today, so that I can love you…always
Actions speak louder than words, some say
Belonging to that period of time, we call day
Considering their impact on others, we may
Develop that strategy, and keep negativity away
Endlessly searching for that special one
Frankly speaking, will that time ever come?
Going to convince yourself you've won
How to deal with failure, calling yourself dumb
Investigating a way for you to have fun
Jack of all trades, yet master of none
Keeping the truth from under the sun
Laughing at you, you turning numb
Managing those feelings of despair
No one knows of those cries you fear
Over and over you say that you care
Predictable enough, when you pull out your hair
Quickly running to gain that control
Relying on your friend, in whom you've trusted your soul
Standing there alone when all takes its toll
Then finding out, devastated, she's been that mole
Under that pillow, the one you once wished to share
Victory to those that you thought had a care
Willing no longer to ever bring near
Xenophobe is now that condition you bare
You've now learned one of many more lessons to come
Zealous in choosing that someone to call, "Special One"
"If I feel physically,
as if the top of my head been taken off,
I know it's poetry."
--Emily Dickenson
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No money no honey from this honey
You may look but won’t rub this fine tummy;
That maybe so, but I ain’t no dummy
Shining like gold—don’t you touch this Emmy!
Pay gone, drunk, smoky, come acting thuggy,
Don’t treat me like an Egyptian mummy;
You have nerves to tell me I look yummy
Step back—know that I will not be chummy!
Say what, you will find another bunny?
Git, to your saloon playing gin rummy;
Tonight I’m keeping safe my sweet plumy
Leave—before I pull my New York Jimmy!
Swiftly, before doorknob hit your bunny,
Shuggy—I ain’t got time tonight bummy!
© Joseph, November 28, 2008
© All Rights Reserved
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Poetry Soup International Poetry Contest
Semi-finalist Selection, Jan. 2009.
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Poetry Soup Weekly Featured Poem
Sunday, May 24, 2009, to May 31, 2009
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Joseph S. Spence, Sr., is the author of "The Awakened One Poetics" (2009), which is
published in seven different languages. He invented the Epulaeryu poetry form, which
focuses on succulent cuisines and drinks. He is published in various forums, including the
World Haiku Association; Poetinis Druskininku, Milwaukee Area College, Phoenix Magazine;
Möbius Poetry, and Taj Mahal Review to name a few. Joseph is a Goodwill Ambassador for
the state of Arkansas, USA, a college faculty, and a military veteran.
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My baby
My precious
My warm and glowing light
I cannot seem to sleep at night
For dreaming while I'm awake.
I dream of the kindness I see in your eyes
And I yearn to be able to hold you.
I dream of what Dubai is gonna look like
And how happy I think I'm gonna feel
Complete.
Content
Radiant.
Over and over I say your name, and only because it brings its you I've fallen in love with.
Suki
My Suki
You
are my
Suki!
Lol, my friend I can't say it enough and I absolutely love it.
Love you.
Aw man, if ever there were words, I'd sing them to you.
If only there were actions that showed you strong enough, I would do nothing else but
dance them for you.
But let me tell you this, my sweet love.
I have my whole life to sing
My whole life to dance
My whole life to dream.
And I want nothing more than to spend my life doing those things with you.
Undressed we are upon hallowed ground
Where hands find gems in loving surround
Your pertness in arise at my fingertips
Tongues fencing within lustful lips
My hands now wander in caressing find
Sighs and groans release from our minds
Down your porcelain torso I kiss my way
Reaching heavens gates in pink display
I touch, I kiss as you arch your back
Your breasts in lift I see no lack
Excited we are as you welcome me home
Whilst the moon shone, our bodies in roam
In sensual writhe we reach moments of bliss
Sharing our moments with a passionate kiss
Like slow waves caressing the sands
Kissing we explode holding our hands
Echoes of pleasure in lustful call
Resonate as they bounce of the walls
Implode we do as our loving ends
As we await the signals, that love resends
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