Inspiration Lust Poems

			I.

What rare delight it is, when spring and youth,
     pregnant with life, explode all o'er again!
When sex organs mature, and know...

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I don't know why I love your smile
I don't know why I admire your style
I don't know why I appreciate your ways
I don't know why...

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I discovered a poem longing in my heart, it is for you, 
And it is about you, my sweetheart. This poem resembles you.
I wrote it...

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I evoke the yearning desire,
Temptation expressing such fire,
Passions rising from the dark night,
Like feelings the poets will write

Owning the splendor of the storm,
Ardors this strong…...

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I had leaned on the bar of the balcony, when suddenly
My eyes and my mind have captured, from far away
A silhouette creeping down the steps...

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Aaah my love let your lacey 
Lingerie Linger  lastly slipping 
Below your womanly waist with
Wanting me to erase your
Longing gaze. I love that look!
Like...

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Relinquish me from lustful intent 
Let me not survive on bread alone 
Let my belief perpetually bloom  
From the mustards seeds that I have...

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The pleasure puzzle?
Have to walk in the mild tide
I can't figure it out
The riddle I fiddle
Multiplied hysteria 
The middle to render to figure
The splendor serender...

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I loved you
I lusted you
I needed you
I trusted you
I imagined you
I imagined you to a fault
I imagined you at the expense of your reality
I lived...

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~Mon Cherie Amour~

Always in my heart you beat,
Like a drum in summer’s heat.
Cymbals I do lovingly hear, 
Whenever our naked toes are near.

You, the ever-present,...

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From predawn birth, you dwell alone,
Preferring deep shadowland over light.
So much easier to conceal what is shown,
Nascent ember forelimbs that daunt your sight.

With growth in...

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Hear the horrific ape scream
along the seam of nightmares.
Something waits, gestates
dreams blackened, brutal.
Brittle things skitter, scurry, scamper away,
eyes of entities, deities wail.
Intellectual ape stares into...

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Miss Toe Dipper must have her oats
Especially when on huge cruise boats
She has them each morning
Just as the sun’s dawning
When she’s had her fill how...

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Only an echo is left
in the halls distant in the falls
void for trapings and all
drifts through the moments like shadows
awaking dreams 
the razor of reality...

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THE DREAMS

Surely, one day

We will have to get to our way

Forgetting the bad past

Hoping for the good future really fast.



Working day and night

Whether under a...

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