Long Voluptuously Poems

"Dream 1: 4 Weeks in Positano"



Kisses long linger warm lips tasted intense
so sweet like cured Valencia Oranges
lips liquored triple sec not dry drunk on love
softly grazed, then held long

slow, deep, warm and wet

The story is...

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From my lowly bachelor’s house
Proudly christened ‘Embassy Fair’
I woke up to the chirping of birds
On the trees above and across the vale
And the riverine bushes in-between
I woke up to the crowing of cocks
And the mooing...

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The Mojo Trick
Loch David Crane
June 1979

Sweat-sticky and hot! The P. I. is not
	a comfortable place to be;
but sit here and perspire (as though by the fire)
	and I'll tell a tale to thee.

I was coming alive...

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To my left, a withered lady
recounting each and every blink of life
To my right, an empty seat, Rather, occupied but the presence I deny, grown cold
From an asshole in a suit reading a Maxim magazine...

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Friendly Blooms
"Flowers we gather along life's highway,
are friends kept in memoirs floral bouquet.”
Quote - poet’s own.
Daffodil, tranquil queen of the bower
Shining as the sun after a shower
Merrily dancing the days blues away
Blowing her trumpet in...

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.........The Belly Dancer.........

Stood beside her teacher on the stage.
Young, brunette. Hip hugger magenta 
jeans and a short bandana shoulder 
less top...
Her young heart leapt with dreams of 
dancing fame.
Shoes were forbidden, just her
beautiful feet showed.
And...

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Hibiscus rays of light
herald the sun's stretch from slumber
in a bloom of ravishing red passion- 
Oh! how I despise dawn's blushing optimism
and lust for life!
for I am too young to cry
but too old not to

a...

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Her Candle

So many candles I’ve never burned. 
A marriage candle, 
two first communion candles from my kids,
a bicentennial candle, 
millennium candle. 
So many candles I’ve never burned.

Her candle I’ve burned for over twenty years,
not every...

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her heart was galloping like a horse
i could feel without touching
i listened to her chest unaided
she was anxious yet happy
alarmed yet content
i could hear the words
the endearments
unsaid

the mountains were moving
with a sigh of relief
softly
divine music...

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"Valentine Fatale"

Pull the violin
strings 
from the heart
like a corset undone
there the softest rose,
blood red plucked, 
the thorns played 
and petals cast 
as kitty discard
from the breast 
of a Valentine fatale
voluptuously falling
into the open arms
of Love,...

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in our bathtub,
eye to eye
floating on
suds and such,
mind to mind…
wandering ..
.
  .
    .
      .
bubbling thoughts
   without foundation,
merely bland lips and blush.

danger lies
  ...

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Winds caressing fringes of
   her deep chocolate tresses
as tree nymphs nimbly hid
  midst fallen maple leaves 
    happily prancing round toes,
whilst a crescendo of chimes
   played off...

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we are
a grain of sand in a creamy desert
a droplet of water in the blue eternal ocean
a single star in a trillion galaxies linear time is
inconsequential
her lips wandered in the valley of my grief
the crest...

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Flashing eyes hot with fury
she stalked up to him
furiously they argued
as she pushed and shoved him.

Catching hold of her wrists
he rode out her fury.
As she calmed he kissed
her with desire and passion.

At first she weakly...

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My roses are teasing with tiny buds right now.
How long before their first flush show?
Thankfully, my bearded iris, hanging low,
Amid the sluggish roses are voluptuously aglow.

Pastel pink, translucent and tissue sheer,
Their flopsy, ruffled petals beguile...

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