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Premium Member If I Could

If I could turn back time to be with you
There’s not a single thing I would not do
I’d risk my life and challenge every fate
To taste your kiss and my desires sate

If I could once more look into your eyes
I’d lose myself and let my passion rise
Your lips I’d wet with tongue and dip inside
And then right down your neck I’d let it slide

I’d press myself to you and let you feel
The curves and softness that I’d soon reveal
Your hands I’d kiss and let them move at will
My only wish to grant you every thrill

I’d then undress my body and my soul
Seductive mistress, wise in her control
Your eyes would close as fantasies would wake
My hair you'd pull and tangle as you quake

I'd keep you on the edge, begging for more
You'd turn to me with eyes that do implore
A smile of mischief there you’d see displayed
For I’d prolong your torment in my raid

I'd plunder all of you and then I’d sigh
You’d see the gleam of triumph in my eye
And then I’d let you strive for sweet release
Your need for manly claim I would appease

I’d feel your thunder deep inside of me
The rumbling drive that leads to ecstasy
My nails would leave a trail of token flame
An unleashed storm of passion so untame

And for a time we’d yield to primal need
As hunger pangs of soul with love we’d feed
Your breath upon my ear would bring a cry
Two bodies that have soared up to the sky

If I could turn back time to be with you
There is not single thing I would not do
I’d risk my life and challenge every fate
To taste your kiss and my desires sate


Premium Member Magical Glass

Hey, guess what I discovered.  It's really a gas,
the most extraordinary kind of magical glass.
I gazed at it this morning, and what did I see,
but the funniest guy, who looked nothing like me.  
With bags under his eyes, and in need of a shave, 
this guy didn't seem to know how to behave. 
When I approached closely to get a better view,
we painfully collided, and then I came to. 
What a knucklehead, is all I have to say. 
When I backed off, that chicken went the other way.
That glorified bozo matched my every move.
He must've been trying to get into my groove.
I've carefully studied the strange beasts' comportment.
He's somewhat limited in the brains department.
I try to be friendly. I try to be affable,
to the creature who is eminently laughable,
but his opinions are closed up.  He's blind as a bat.
Too bad he lacks my perception to know where it's at.
Hey, it comes with instructions.  I'll have to review:
"look into this glass and you will see the real you."
Form: Rhyme

Line of strength

Line of Strength

I look into the mirror it’s the doorway to my past,
I come from a line of dreamers,
from beginning to the last.

Hands that built from nothing,
hearts that refused to break,
voices that turned their struggle
into songs the world can’t fake.

I come from women clothed in courage;
men who walked through fire,
who prayed beneath the hardest nights,
and rose a little higher.

Their stories live beneath my skin,
their courage in my tone,
their victories beat within my chest —
I’ve never stood alone.

They whispered, “Child, remember this,
our blood runs through your veins”
So when I face the storms of life,
I face them unafraid.

The mirror doesn’t show just me
it shows the ones before,
A light reflecting from their eyes,
to my side of this door.

I come from a line of love and fight,
of wisdom, rhythm, flame,
and every time I say I’m Jazz —
I’m calling out their name.

Girl Uncompromised

You touched my face and said goodbye, and looking back you met my eyes. A spark of what, regret perhaps? You left me wondering why. 

Who do I owe this heartbreak to? Another girl? Or perhaps, two? “Oh, it’s me, not you,”  you lie. Save your metaphors.

My eyes filled up with burning tears, a testament to all the years. I never even had a clue, for all I ever saw was you.

How can a light that burned so bright, turn to darkness overnight? Can fall to pieces on the ground, my broken heart’s in tatters now.

Tattered, shattered, ripped to shreds, a broken thing now halfway dead. You left me gasping for each breath, drowning in this little death.

I rise up from the bed we shared, and look into the bathroom mirror to try and see what’s wrong with me, that you should walk away.

I look into wet eyes so blue and see the me, that you saw, too. My inner self stared back at me, and told a startling truth.

I see there’s nothing wrong with me, no reason why you set me free. No reason that you broke my heart. I’ve been the same, right from the start.

I refuse to play the blaming game, of wondering why you didn’t stay. I’ll live to love another day. My heart is good and strong.

So like a Phoenix I will rise to wipe the teardrops from my eyes, and never will I compromise the person that I am.

For I’ve been faithful all this time, loyal, true and always kind. A gentle soul and thoughtful mind, and I will heal this heart.

So walk away, is what I say. It doesn’t matter anyway. Another love will come my way, and you’ll be soon forgotten.

I’ll put my heartache on a shelf, and live to love despite myself. My head I’ll hold up proud and high. I will remain uncompromised.
© Riss Ryker  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member - Dancing Notes For Love -

Kissing deep beats fluttering dancing on a breathless whisper 
A snowdrop falls on the lips melt slowly kiss you beautiful 
The whisper of your voice, the warmth of your kiss and touch 
If love is to be true not even a kiss can tear us apart 

Warmly held under the moon smiling beams brightly shining 
Love is not a game of the heart where the truth is preserved 
Loving an angel flying grace inside lit up one of a thousand stars 
In silence stars twinkle but in the distance we overhear the ocean plays its song 

Magical sprinkling all stardust trails confetti sparkles flashing 
I look into your eyes your heart and your soul like a ray of sunlight 
Silver reflections casting shadows out enchants winks spotlights a dream 
The stars would shower me with stardust of your smile 

Written by Liam Mc Daid & A-L Andresen 30.03.2015 Copyright © All Rights Reserved


Premium Member First Love

We met when were very young.
You were " my first everything, 
my heart's song.

My first crush, "like" and love.
You were my precious gift from
up above.

We fell madly in love, we were
destined for pure bliss.
I will never forget our first kiss.

Everything was fine until I got sick.
Our happiness went to hell quick.

You couldn't handle my mood swings
My mind felt broke, I couldn't get a 
grip on things.

I was diagnosed with having Bipolar
disorder,
It instantly caused our life to be out of
odrder.

Back then I wasn't given the right medicine 
and care,
Today my days are much better, and I
look into your eyes and just stare.

I'll never know why you didn't leave back
then,
You are still my first and only love, I can't 
wait for next chapter to begin.



10-2-16

Author's note: This write is pure fiction.
However I do have close family members 
who suffer from mental illnesses. 

Inspired by the "First Love Contest"
And the many people who deal
with mental illnesses daily.
© Alexis Y.  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

The I of the Storm

I wake feeling groggy
from the tablets at night
Dulling my mind so I can escape
the thoughts going round in my head
Feeling safe as I hide in my bed

Another day dawns
Who am I today
Hyper and over the top 
living life at the speed of light
Or hopeless within a dark black hole
returning to sleep as my day becomes night

Can I be seen by the human race
Is anyone there to look into my face
Why do I feel so alone
Like a zombie 
like a clone
Is that because I isolate
Shut every single door
For I no longer like myself
Locked in forevermore



Written 26th November 2018
Competition: The I of the Storm
Sponsor: Maureen  McGreavy
6th placement

Contest: Ultimate February 2019
Sponsor: Brian Strand
1st place

Premium Member Angel

Hello love
I saw you there 
As I was walking through 
And I really must say 
You are the form of true beauty
As I whisper my prayers to God
I whispered for someone like you 
I see Him there in your eyes
If you take that chance on me 
I would fall to my knees for you
We could truly become something
 As the angels whisper in God's ear
I can see my future in  your eyes
We could be the start of something 
To last us a lifetime or two 
No doubt there are many who 
Want to get next to you 
I'm also sure you can pick 
And choose whomever you want 
You are classic beauty personified 
Angels were singing as God molded you 
God colored outside the lines this time  
Some would say you are the spark 
That lights up the fires within 
For God must have sent you to bring 
The light with you for all the world to see
I hear the angels sing as I look into your eyes
I could hold you in my heart for a lifetime or two
You are a dream coming into my life just for me
A tall glass of water on a parched throat you are
Can you tell me do you feel as I do ~ can you love me too!

Premium Member I Know Him

HE sat on the stoop as I pass, this OLD MAN;
HIS Eyes are on me. I do not know HIM.
HE told me to "GO HOME BEFORE THE RAIN".
One drop of rain touches my face before I entered my door.
A STORM IS COMING.
Morning. The storm has passed.
A feeling of warmth surrounds me.
Still, I see this OLD MAN sitting on the stoop.
HE told me to "GO THE OTHER WAY" to work.
I don't know why, but I listened.
No one's at work; a fire blazing.
I pass the OLD MAN this evening.
HIS Eyes are on me, my eyes are on HIM.
He smiles, I smile.
I look into HIS Eyes; HE looks into my eyes
AND AT THIS MOMENT I KNOW WHO HE IS!
Form: Narrative

True

Maybe you don't think it's true
These feeling I still have ever so deep for you
Look around what do you see
Someone starring into your eyes
Is she me?
Now do you believe this between us
Was truly meant to be
What more could I say
I think about you night and day
I've tried in every way
To stop the feelings for you from taking over
And so I cry on everyones shoulder
They swell my mind
And flood my eyes
But when it comes to you
Why am I not surprised
I've always known just how charming you can be
And unlike any other you have always had some kind of hold on me
I would imagine though with all of what I've told you 
From that hold you long to be free
I however have to know
Am I still starring deep into your eyes
Or does my mind have me hypnotized
Maybe you don't believe what I feel is real
Take a hard long look into you heart and soul
Perhaps then you'll come to see it as I do
These feelings for you
Are very real and oh so true

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