Long Sensually Poems
Long Sensually Poems. Below are the most popular long Sensually by PoetrySoup Members. You can search for long Sensually poems by poem length and keyword.
Fluttering;
Spiraling sputtering,
along floating on;
The horizon Skies;
-
Golden yellow;
Orange purple;
Red Wings floating;
Majestically
-
In front of me;
Lightly dancing in the breeze;
Butterflies,
I remember these
Spiraling sputtering
Flirting with my eyes visually
Colorfully candidly
Kaleidoscope vision sensually
Alas so beautiful
Orange purple red yellow
Vividly and floating of flying in front of me
I remember these dancing in the breeze
In the Horizon Skies aspiring so shy
The Beautiful fluorescent butterfly
3/4/2020
written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2020©
I have USA raised
and LeftBrain Dominant branded
and capitalized
AfricanAmerican sons
disassociated from Earth
as a healthy,
caring,
inviting habitat for well-being,
Instead too narrowly focused on what Straight White Western Men think,
notice,
value,
monetize,
reductively compete to achieve
Too EgoCentric
AnthroCentric
XenoPhobic
EarthAlienated
to indigenously
timelessly cherish
what unwhite
unpatriarchal
unWestern
unviolent
uncolonizing
uncapitalizing
unhomophobic
Species of healthy wealth regeneration
cooperatively remember
and perhaps even 20-20 re-imagine
sensually
deductively
inductively
thought and felt,
yanged and yinned
ComPassion
Love
Solidarity
Integrity
Resonance
Resilience
Robust Regenerativity
So much more
than life-as-slow-dying objectives like
Avoid prison
Avoid police
Avoid criminalized economic behavior
Avoid shamed and blamed political misbehavior
Avoid Xenophobically Colonizing
Incorporating White Western Male
Capital MonoTheistic Ownership
Yet also
Avoid CoOperative CoInvestment
Avoid SacredEarth Communion
Avoid EcoFeminist Persuasions
Avoid Healthy WealthCare Giving and Receiving...
"The Right Eye Removed"
intuition guides a feline mind
to feel vain glorious
in the poetry of dreams
stretching limits of awareness
velvet pawed
a burnt orange
bittersweet marmalade coat
delicious to kiss
the point between
the ears that listen for signs
mink stole he wears
himself striped around my neck
finding new ways
to purr through his dark night
into the mystery of
his opaque opalus opallios world
his left analytical
glistening topaz
prehistoric amber
shines like glass
black iris blooming
in a pool of honey
questioning ideas
that run through his
greyhound strides
the right eye removed
bone white phantom oculus
poached out by a thief
with a pad, pen and
surgically precise knife
drugged on strong catnip
the discarded damaged marble
thrown in a bin overnight
he works his way around
this bad romance
feels the colours of light
he is sensually sincere
licking necks and ears
and the other's eyes
twin forest jade stones
the foreign ponds
of something new
holding tight
this kamikaze pilot
flying across high rise cupboards
treasure boxes to plunder
tricky to navigate
he is immersed in a new life
the changing colours
of a small heart
with big dreams
romancing streams of
rainbow koi seen in his mind
he is a Japanese ninja warrior
a good luck token
protector of Moonlight
and ground zero
the bed…that he has claimed,
all his
and he is loved
perfection in
the damage of
the war zone delivered
to him at birth
he is free to wonder
and he wanders
this brave and distinguished hunter
preying with delight
he bows on all fours
he stops still
and in the reflection
that is left
I look at him
and I see
we are two
of one mind
searching
for the same
all along
am I her’s,
or is she mine
am I his
or is he mine
it no longer matters
old souls
we belong
in this time
(LadyLabyrinth / 2021)
Opallios. Greek.
“to see a change in colour”
Opalus. Latin.
“precious jewel”
I don't think she gets it
or she doesn't get me
as fine as she is
I don't get that 90/10 vibe from her
so if my advances are shot down
because the energy is off
I remain stand-off ish
and that might be perceived in a negative light
I'm not one to force encounters so to speak
I wanna feel wanted and until that happens
this is our reality
my love language yearns for that attention
that passionate affection
that 'I got to have you feeling'
not sexually, but sensually
I'm wanting something I've experienced
but I never quite had with you
something that would probably
make things a lot better
but that's just from my point of view
and I've gone thru the motions
of putting on the other shoe
and I understand you gotta love people
how they wanna be loved
and if you can't, do you really love them
like you say you do
when you said I do
Wind
~~~~
Gentle wind's~~~~ delicate fingers
Sensually caress... blushing leaves
the arctic blast~~ with frozen icicles
freeze the leaf's tender marrow
the reign of deadly cold---
summer winds~~~~ hot fire
dries and curls the leaf's soft life
perish to the ground
warm spring wind~~~~~ blows
revives the parched dying leaf
glory has returned
By Tahera Mannan
For Constance "Nature Four In One" Contest
I find
hear
see
right hemisphere prominently feel,
But cannot quite touch
something sexy
about left/right cooperatively resonant
waves of wealthy ego-rooting
eco-rooted health.
I suppose
whether felt as sexy
or more generically sensory,
depends on neurological origin
and completion
of sensory information
and climatic exportation.
Spiritual resonance experiences qualities
of our multicultural
EarthBound journey together
and apart
As naturally resilient outcomes
of felt left/right integrity,
glimpsed and heard
when resonantly touched,
bring consensual pleasure
And,
sometimes,
as inclusively appropriate
invited
graced,
Sensually sexy disciplines
of physical passion,
metaphysical waves
of revolutionary
resonant compassion
minding
and reminding
20/20 loving insight
through restoring
by healing
global EarthJustice integrity,
sensory spirit of sexual nature.
"Beauty Escapes"
by: Eric L. Boddie
Things about you ignite the deepest desire
Because your frame is like a flame, hotter than the sun's fire
Youthful sexiness trapped in Beautiful bliss
A mere glance into your eyes makes you too hard to resist
Envied by woman....coveted by man
Your body is the destination where every eye wants to land
Sensually curved by The Creator's Blueprint
Purity in your heart confirming what Heaven Sent
Held by Beauty's embrace while sexiness runs wild
With luscious lips that should be kissed like it's going out of style
And truly lickable toes provide the foundation for this scene
My only question, "How did you ever escape my dream?"
My fingers were running away
with the excitement of it all
you could just taste the thrill
of the catch in the air
as they tripped one by one
into the wolf’s lair
He’d been following the scent
of my dark dark red roses
and the distant sight of the
glow of a gauche nakedness
running in the glow of the moon
the whispering wind
beckoning
wanton trysts
sensually lifting
strands
of my ebony hair
like birdsong they flew
each a chord in the
Je veux être avec toi
heartbeat, waving him on
further in
further on
sentient
sent
he was sent
scent he was
the perfume of fire
and of heat
further in
further on
the undoing,
my fingers
played on
they
played on
they
played on
Candide Diderot. ‘24
If you were here with me right now I'd lay you gently down
I'd smother you with kisses
And work my way around
I'd give you all the reason to make you want to smile
I'd hold your hand so sensually
Whether walking or just standing still
I'd fill your mind with laughter and things you've never known
I'd lay you down so tenderly
And and make you seem at home.
I'd kiss your head so sweetly and explore your body too. I'd make the light of making love
Come shining straight down on you.
If you were here with me
As we laid throughout the night. We would create this memory and hold this moments light
you ...
redeemed me
from the belly of a star
ripped me ragged from a
hydrogen-helium core
spinning, divergent, toward sentience
from solitude ... howling
I did not ask for that existence
the blasted, bloody boon of banality
but it was mine, nonetheless
(now ... madness)
we merged -
a flailing vortex of cosmic clusters in entropy
prolific and sensually insane
indelibly charged in
our dynamism
transformed in a maelstrom
of wild wonder and molten mania
a cacophony of
carnal chaos and hunger
fused, like the heavy elements
we are radiated gravitons ...
the light-devouring
attraction of black oblivion
the imbalance of ions at constant -
a non-baryonic notionality
vagrant, erratic neutrinos unbound
we are ...
dark matter …
us.
~ 1st Place ~ in the "Best Free Verse From November 2018" Poetry Contest, Lu Loo, Judge & Sponsor.