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Premium Member My First Kiss

He held my hand all the way home that night.
Crossing through the graveyard gave me a fright.
That was where he first kissed me,
In the graveyard, so misty.
That was my first kiss in the pale moonlight.

He was a tall, dark and beautiful guy
And I was young and incredibly shy.
My pounding heart, it did race.
Was it the kiss or the place?
Yet remembering it just makes me sigh.

Willie McKay, he gave me my first kiss,
Filling my young heart with oh, so much bliss
But he was leaving for war
And I would see him no more.
A lasting impression left on this Miss.




for "first Kiss" contest
* I was 15 and he was a 21 year old sailor,
My mother was dating his CO and they arranged this date.
After the movie he walked me home and cutting through the 
cemetary of St. Peters' church, I had my first kiss.
Form: Limerick


Heavenly Beauty

H ey girl you remind me of an angel
E mereld your eyes attract me always
A lthough never talked to you but I guess
V ery sweet your voice like chimes of a bell
E vening prayer's chanting from the temple
N ever could I touch your beautiful face
L et me touch its velvetness and caress
Y our angelic face hey my sweet angel.

B eauty so much heavenly and pristine
E manating an aura of sweet love
A lluring me to fall in love again
U ndoubtedly best I have ever seen
T hunderstruck I am by your love my dove
Y ou just start drenching me with your love rain.




© 2011 kashinath karmakar (18th May 2011)
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Contest:The Sonnet Man's Acrostic Challenge

Sponsor:Dakarai Cobb
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Premium Member Hot Summer's Night

Lying in his arms
I listen to his heart beat
as it finally stabilize...
 
I'm so tempted to touch him again
to arouse his senses, to arouse him
my need for him is burning
I can feel it in every inch of my body,
 
I move my fingers over his arm
his murmuring sounds
is like an unspoken invitation...
 
I continue to caress 
over his muscle toned body
with every touch his body quiver
 
as I touch him lower down
I sense he is awake in more ways than one, 
his breathe quickens 
he grabs my hand and pulls me closer
 
the sensual kiss he gives me 
is an indication that it’s going be a
long satisfying, sensual night...

Rare Beauty

You are a rare beauty
A jewel found in the treasure
That I will keep forever in my heart
So dear to me
Never shall we part
I will cherish the moments we spend together
I will remember memories as we experience them each day
I am grateful to have you in my life
I have fallen in love
So deep
I long for your closeness
I fall into your embrace
Your touch is heavenly
Soft kisses upon my face
Love captures me
Bringin me closer to you
Holding me dear and always true
I will be the one that holds your heart
The one that stands by your side
I will give you my all
I will be the woman you deserve.
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Premium Member When True Love Is Found

As the clock strikes midnight
And there's a full moon in the sky
Into our room she walks
Something catches my eye

It's the black lacy piece she's wearing
Hemmed low to draw me in
Revealing curves of delight
Tanned undulations of skin

Her sexy swagger delights
As I turn from the window to view
The man in me hungers
Excitement now flows through

We stand in hold together
Our hands in wandering mode
I pray this night never ends
As our future hours erode

Our cries like anthem sounds
Echo from our hearts
Two souls from broken pasts
Cementing their new start

We awake in the morning
Spooned from captured joy
This first of many a night
True love, this girl and boy
Form: Quatrain


Romance,Love And

H ey girl you remind me of an angel
E mereld your eyes attract me always
A lthough never talked to you but I guess
V ery sweet your voice like chimes of a bell
E vening prayer's chanting from the temple
N ever could I touch your beautiful face
L et me touch its velvetness and caress
Y our angelic face hey my sweet angel.

                       

Two eloping hearts evergreen like equatorial rainforests
entwined in the eternal escalator of love
leaving a trail of lovely lavender fragrance
her touchscreen face tempting him to touch
to caress carelessly and to bring about cascaded tapestry .

                       

And he started caressing her face
Between her two brows his fingers stopped momentarily
Causing her to open her dreamy eyes questionably
Demanding more tip-toeing of his fingers downwards
Eventually his fingers stopped at the softness of her lips.





© kashinath karmakar (8th July 2011)
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Placement: 3rd; (July 2011)

Contest:Aye, Aye,and a Mistress

Sponsor:Debbie Guzzi
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Form: Acrostic

Premium Member Butterflies and Bikinis

Butterflies and Bikinis
That is the path of my unfolding

Opening myself to the Summer
To things that are warm and new
Opening myself to the possibility of
of knowing someone like you.

Opening myself to all possibilities
To the warmth of the Noon day sun
Opening myself to the evening hours
To when love's music  could be sung.

Opening myself to the possibiltiies
of knowing someone like you
To the chance that you'll either make me smile
Or that you will ultimately make me blue.

Butterflies and Bikinis
That is the path of my unfolding.

Like a metamorphosis
It is the most ultimate of life's caress
It can be life's most amazing event
It can be the pinnacle of all of your success.

It is the changing of the seasons
It is the shedding of your Winter clothes
It is the unveiling of one's inner self
It is being willing to be completely exposed.

It is the showing of one's true colors
Both from the outside and from within
It is the vulnerabiltiy that most often comes 
From being willing to shed one's most protective skins.

Butterflies and Bikinis
That is the path of my unfolding.

I am willing to show myself
I am will to metamorphosize from within
I am willing to expose myself
I am willing to let you see beneath my outer skin.

 
(January 5, 2011  Wausau, Wisconsin)

(c) Copyright 2011 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved,
Form: Rhyme

Positive Mental Attitude

I’m one hell of a guy
You should give me a try
I’m the kind you 
Could take home to mother
I can fix anything
With a nail and some string
And I really am
Quite a good lover

I’m a nice king of fellah
And I’d like to tell ya
I’m nothing at all
Like my brother
I am clever and smart
And I have a good heart
And you’ll find I’m
An excellent lover

I’m a wonderful bloke
Now this isn’t a joke
I’m a man quite unlike
Any other
I am sweet I am kind
And I’m certain you’ll find
I am such
An incredible lover

So if you feel that way
And you want me to play
Just ring up 
And give me a call
I’ll be with you tout suite
For I’m dying to meet
And I’m certain that 
You'll have a ball
© John Fenn  Create an image from this poem.

A Royal Love Affair

I am the Suicide King
known as King of Hearts,
she is sure the Queen
Queen of dark underworld.

Known as King of Hearts
not real but only fake,
Queen of dark underworld
she is busy with the trick.

Not real but only fake
so hiding me under her dress,
she is busy with the trick
keeping me close to her breast.

So hiding me under her dress
patiently waiting for a chance,
keeping me close to her breast
with her cautious glance.

Patiently waiting for a chance
to put me on the board,
with her cautious glance
edge-walking on a sword.

To put me on the board
she fakes a smile on her face,
edge-walking on a sword
I am out of her dress.

She fakes a smile on her face
a face I am in love,
I am out of her dress
she is my underworld dove.

A face I am in love
she is sure the Queen,
she is my underworld dove
I am the Suicide King.







© kashinath karmakar (27th May, 2011)

**King of Hearts is also known as the Suicide King.
(please check"playing card"in Wikipedia)


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Placement:6th (June 2011)

Contest:Pick a card,any card

Sponsor:Paula Swanson

By:kashinath karmakar
© Kash Poet  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Pantoum

Beauty and the Vampire

As I wandered through the park,
It began to grow dark.
A shadow did appear and frightened me so,
Then came the sound of breathing soft and low.
Was it only the wind whispering through the trees,
That did so frighten me?
I turned that way and this,
Out of the darkness came laughter that left me completely without sense.
"Who is there," I timidly asked,
But he was upon me in a flash.
As I looked in horror I did see,
A pair of fangs that gleamed,
In the moon's beams,
A Vampire had come upon me.
As sharp as nails were they,
The better to drain his prey.
"Go ahead, slave, beg for your life,
Beg mercilessly and may make you my wife.
For you are very beautiful indeed,
But could you ever love a beast such as me?"
"You are no beast," I say to him,
My eyes filling to the brim.
I take his hand and put it upon my breast,
So that he might feel the heart beat in my chest.
"Young maiden, where have you found such beauty for your face,
If I had a beating heart it would have found its place.
"Well then give unto me the kiss of death,
And ye shall never have less,
Than my gentle caress,
And the heart still beating in my chest."

MO:DPS
Form: Rhyme

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