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When I think of him, my mind is left to wonder
Moments and memories consume me, and fantasies take over
To hear his voice on the phone makes my heart flutter and smile
And leaves me hoping with each and every passing second we can keep talking for a longer
while
To see, touch, hold, and kiss him makes my heart beat faster
Willingly I allow myself to be played by his hands, eyes, and body as he lets me know he's
the master
What I wouldn't give to be able to be with him all the time
What I wouldn't do to once again have him be mine
My emotions or love for him is not blind
I see it so clearly today, just as I still see it, from years past that are frozen in time
However, for now, I'll take what of him I can get
Even if only to have him for a few brief moments
Moments locked forever in time
Memories which are only his and mine
I want to be the one to walk with him, eyes wide openly shut, into the right side of wrong
temptation with our hearts flying wildly above....
...Honey, I want to go there with you over and over again come take my hand now as we
continue through the innocence of love
Just as first sight my emotion lingers
As in a suspended animation of thought being
My breath, as if our lips touch you take
A ever waking moment I feel you inside
Your curves delight my soul senseless
Passionate desire of want I crave beneath
I hear your soul whisper through the smile
Your eyes glimmer as they sparkle with joy
It's as if two was bound to cross paths
The kindness we find whenever we are near
My heart flutter as if you were in arms
A silence of peace I feel in darkness life
Is it enough to be near that we are so far
That a echo cries through the valley's of land
Forever it carries miles unheard its destination
Is it my words reach your heart I touch
Or the beauty we share that time passes still
Your presence extravagant, words I do not speak
I feel the warmth of your heart I'm weaken
The art of your skin like the heavens I dream
Such marvelous work of creations love
Romantic Love, thing makes world go round
My words unspoken behind razor wire wrap
Cutting like a knife I bleed endlessly out
My last breathe I set you free my bondage
(Written to the rhythm of "The Things that I Love", if you want to sing along!)
Eating black licorice and cake with thick frosting!
Not doing so many things too exhausting.
Trying out ice creams in flavors galore!
I’m always doing the things I adore.
Viewing good dramas that make my heart flutter.
Watching those movies with popcorn and butter.
Finding myself in a huge discount store!
I’m always doing the things I adore.
When it’s Christmas or my birthday,
That’s the best of all!
I always feel happy and now you know why:
Because I think life’s a ball!
Petting a kitty, curled up warm and cozy.
Doing my e-mails or writing a poesy.
Wave-running, sunbathing, down by a shore.
I’m always doing the things I adore.
Seeing God’s wonders - like sunsets and flowers.
Looking at paintings or reading for hours.
Dancing and laughing, and oh, so much more. . .
I’m always doing the things I adore!
When it’s Christmas or my birthday,
That’s the best of all.
I always feel happy and now you know why:
Because I think life’s a ball. Yes, life is just a ball!
For the Happy Days Poetry Contest of Nayda Ivette Negron
His soft whisperings melt me like butter,
His sensual touches trigger heart flutter.
His galvanized gaze sends shock through my core,
His puissant presence pours in every pore.
His youthful gait makes me run after him,
His six pack begs to elope at a whim.
His sardonic wit sets me to snicker,
His flamboyant car turns on my flicker.
His baritone banter - pure caress,
His fatal attraction's hard to suppress.
His coy discretion is high on my list,
His subtle advances - hard to resist.
If dreams came true I would not ask for more -
He is everything I ever wished for!
Some fantasies are as real as they seem -
I have been happily married! To him!
January 25, 2023
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On
This
A blessed
Winter Day
Dressed for the
Holidays. A pure blanched
Vision awaits me so I reflect out loud.
Satin white angel hair snow, sleeps light on our street,
enriches the raw pines in a virginal base coat of flurries.
Families dressed for the holidays, lovely, quite the treat.
There are voices singing, travel soft on a passing breeze.
My senses are ablaze on this blessed winter day.
Children's faces bright red from play rekindle memories.
Remembering crafting sculptures, the element, like clay.
Snow fights, where we'd take refuge behind shrubberies
Lights energized, dance with the dark as their partner.
Colors, tints the nights complexion in a luminesce glow.
Smoke from pillow covered roofs make my heart flutter.
My days of improvised ice rinks, skating with the flow.
A holiday surrounded night ignites passions deep.
Making snow angels, pulled on a toboggan down my avenue,
Picking a frosted pine then wrapped and thrown into our Jeep.
Heading home with that years tree to dress and decorate anew.
But it is now and time to play in this our new frosting of snow.
With my two baby girls we use it to bake as if it were dough.
Life is different now, as an adult with my children, I go slow.
Savor every moment, their youth a gift, repeats like an echo.
03~12~2014
Sponsor: Poet Destroyer A
Contest Name: Winter Poems #1
something new
a kiss from you
on the cheek
something neat
did it make
my heart flutter
all my pride
melted like butter
alone but not lonely
i ride with God
telling Him the story
while He just nods
my joy elated
like the joy of my youth
nothing has changed
only the view
am i entering the
spiders web
when it is over
will i be dead
or will i be captured
in loves gentile grip
together grow old
or till God's Kingdom sent
either i enter heaven
or either i enter hell
right now it's heaven
save my soul not hell
someone very special
i choose to give my heart
dares to light my fire
by giving it a spark
The moment we met our two hearts fluttered
So shy was I my words became stuttered
Rainbows covered the sky multicoloured
The exact moment love was discovered.
I could barely hear the muttered response
Yet I knew what you had uttered at once
Who needs poetry with fine fancy fonts
When the eyes say all a girl in love wants.
'Twas long ago, I no longer stutter
How I love the endearments you utter
In the quiet of night when you mutter
“I'm still the one who makes your heart flutter.”
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22nd September 2020
MAX 14 lines POEM-inspired prompt Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Line Gauthier
Words in bold type written by Line Gauthier.
He was quiet, and so very shy
His Loving " Poetry " , caught my eye
I felt his Tender Heart, flutter for me
I saw his Loving Heart ; Pen POETRY
Beautiful POETRY, and " I " “The wonder of his words”
My Heart entwines with his, Everlasting LOVE : Endures
Throughout the Eons of Forever I have watched his sadness
My Beloved, Your Eternal Love Always brings my Heart Gladness
You sit beside me, at the Never ending banqueting tables of Heaven
Alas : do not waste Your Love, waiting to be with me in Eden’s Garden
I see in the window of Your Heart, the mirror of Your Soul
The image in Your eyes, " Barbara Jean " and YOU Picnic on a California Knoll
The fond memories of Your breath, caressing my breast, are now Hers
My Spirit smiles at Your happiness : Love Her as You do me
My Heart elated to see You Love again , long lost Emotions stir :
Barbara Jean , Take care of and Love this “Gentle Man” for all Eternity
Bring Joy to his Life again , and to me Satisfaction that He "is" LOVED again
Inspired by Nathan Dilts’ Contest “ The Opposite Sex”
Dedicated to " Barbara Jean " ; By " Lenore Ellen "
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What you are to me is beautiful, you captivate my heart with one glance of your eyes...My soul thirsts for you who's love is so true , my beautiful bride I tell no lies... what you are to me is Everything, in the world I love so much... your lips are like Lilly's dripping honey, with every sweet kiss I taste your touch... what you are to me is laughter when I'm sour as a lemon...you still make my heart flutter, there will never be another, your the most beautiful among all women... what you are to me is Home, cause you sustain me when you're near...I just think about you when I'm feeling blue, my love I just wish you were here...So baby that's what you are to me, your every little part of me... my mind and heart with every artery....Baby you shine like the stars to me..Also my beautiful bride, THAT'S WHAT YOU ARE TO ME!
I am dead and lifeless,
Cold and of the departed;
Two hundred years of wandering the world,
Forlorn and forsaken.
I lay in a crypt waiting for awakening,
And I feel her passing;
She walks close to my resting place this night,
And I feel my hands move and my heart flutter.
I must have her sweet blood,
0h, I can imagine it on my lips;
I stir within my coffin and open my eyes,
I breath her dulcet scent.
My endless pain, existence a nightmare,
This eternal life lonely;
Full of agony, darkness and deep anguish,
Oh, I moan and push back my coffin lid.
Could this girl be the one,
My soul mate for eternity;
Standing there in the moonlight I watch,
She carries red roses.
Stopping by a grave of many names,
And then I am there;
I expect her to scream and try to run,
She would be no match for a vampire man.
Her beauty is surreal to me,
I embrace her in my arms;
And as I pierce her neck I hear her sigh,
So sweet her blood.
Ruby blood like the richest red wine,
I carry her to my coffin;
As I place her within she kisses me,
And whispers, "At last I will not be alone . . .
anymore."
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September 7, 2016
Poetry/Verse/Twisted
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