Long Osculation Poems

TEN MINUTES THAT DIDN’T SHAKE THE WORLD

They seemed to talk only in metaphor  or simile
And in what they call   stream-of-consciousness - 
These two young women in the café overheard yesterday -
About something...

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Looked up and down, right and left
Wondering why life suffers a theft
Subtracted beauty from my chin cleft
 
If I deserved and preserved the best
My love could lavish to attest
Why my love passed a preset test
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Falling in Love with a Writer is a Faulty Design
We see things that other females
don’t pay a tuppence to.
Like a half-burned cigarette tail,
Your osculation of deep, dense rouge—
A secret trusted only by two.
With our own...

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Rosy rains still keep dapping on me, rippling into me, trickling in me  
My sentiment and sentimentality set into sediment like descending haze
Settled, stagnated, then crystalized into concrete and constant gaze
Gaze from adrift to...

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The splendor of her soul augments my interminable desires
Every osculation is a demonstrative of our unfurling fires
To say a tall tale might be my tormentor forever
To her my wobbling hands never says ever

Every time I...

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Why are cold stars red and hot stars blue?
I asked Sherry, ma chéri, whilst stargazing
yesternight she and I, only us, hands holding;
Why are hot stars blue and cold stars red?
I asked her anew 'cause I...

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This love of irrevocable 
Hold I sent it from empyrean beyond
Nightfall calls stars upon the welkin
My love! Glimpse higher and higher
Preeminent stars which of paragon sheens us
Come nigh clasps for a spell
Scintillating planetoid effulgences and...

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Osculation
 Wields great power;
 Deep knowledge 
I speak forth life I touch the lips of those hopeless
I am that I am more than just
Or great insight into
That I am something important
Expression of love, greetings such
So...

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