Tingly skies full of surprise oh how I love when with surmise,
the little rascal aims his dart as if it were, poetic art !
His countenance reeks of admiration, which speech can't disguise—
but much of this—his antics—I'd known quite well from the very start.
The cold air in the room is too tempting to chase away love,
yet I choose to be oblivious to what my heart is saying.
No soothsayer need tell me our feelings fit like hand in glove—
yet still I must conceal the tale my restless heart keeps portraying.
He thinks I’m playing hard to get—or fears he’s not quite good enough,
though approval glows on my face—the same he's on both knees for.
Perhaps he believes my "yes" won’t come so easy, or off the cuff—
but truth be told, I might… though not before he pleads a bit more.
My heart is too fragile for love to easily find its way in,
so the longer he talks, the more it begs him for a breakthrough.
My lips tremble when he kisses me, to seal what he calls a win—
When cupid's arrow aims for you, there isn't much that you can do !
sky glows cloudy bright
edges of clouds melt away
elegant exit
teach those clouds lesson
Helios god of the sun
everlasting warmth
shine your brilliance
upon us that we might see
night has stayed too long
playing hard to get
overcast like wet cotton
put my prayer to shame
or get better gods
Uranus might help me out
turn this day around
She did not yield to his advances
Playing hard to get, taking chances
He sent her a bouquet of red roses
As his quest for love he poses
Love becomes a game of pursuit
In an attempt to capture her heart
Like a tango in steps so cute
As she dances to the beat he imparts
Soon he will close in on his desire
She's the lovely flower in the field
Then they will spark love's fire
And to love's pursuit she will yield
11-30-2021
''Y'' Contest, New Poems - Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Constance La France
I have never really felt anything serious for you
I have never really imagined that you would ever kiss me
I have never really imagined that you would ever tell me that you like me even worse that you love me
I have never really thought that you had ever felt more for me, though i still don't believe it.
I am not playing hard to get though you think i do,....
I am not being hard because i want too...
Its just that, the love i have for you is not the one you have for me.
And trust me i want you close, closer than you can ever imagine.
Is it true,
that you said you love me.
Huh I've asked a question.
Is it true,
that you want to be with me.
Oh please talk to me.
Is it true,
that I put a smile in your face.
Don't be silenced by Aphiwe.
Is it true,
that me and you will be together.
Look at me and say it.
Is it true,
that we playing hard to get.
No man don't run away.
Is it true,
that our love will last.
But eish you are too fanciable.
Is it true,
Vuyolwethu.
JOYOUSLY, WE BE
Pillows, pillows, rainbow pillows everywhere
amidst this sea of pillows, two in lounging share--
capering aplenty, teasing, teasing thee.
Fun-filled laughter bubbles up, joyously, we be.
Fluffy, fluffy cotton knobs, wrap next to 'bods
Tuck so right in a hug, keep tight in the warmth.
Playing hard to get in merry-go-round zest.
Rock and roll, it drew smiles; rise and fall release sighs...
Teaser! Teaser, tease her! blushing freedom pairs!
Giddy music gentle lapping sound like chorale.
Closer, we become, touches twinkling like stars
in catch one's breath pause, our eyes interlace, comes we!
Pleaser! Pleaser, please him round the clock so light!
Do cuddle him lovingly and sing her a song,
between some brushes, he shall blow hushes
as when night and day strums, allow yin and yang rhumb.
© J. A. Fraser and O. E. Guillermo
Written November 17, 2014
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Pillows, pillows, rainbow pillows everywhere
amidst this sea of pillows, two in lounging share--
capering aplenty, teasing, teasing thee.
Fun-filled laughter bubbles up, joyously, we be.
Fluffy, fluffy cotton knobs, wrap next to 'bods
Tuck so right in a hug, keep tight in the warmth.
Playing hard to get in merry-go-round zest.
Rock and roll, it drew smiles; rise and fall release sighs...
Teaser! Teaser, tease her! blushing freedom pairs!
Giddy music gentle lapping sound like chorale.
Closer, we become, touches twinkling like stars
in catch one's breath pause, our eyes interlace, comes we!
Pleaser! Pleaser, please him round the clock so light!
Do cuddle him lovingly and sing her a song,
between some brushes, he shall blow hushes
as when night and day strums, allow yin and yang rhumb
© Olive Eloisa Guillermo and James Fraser
Written November 17, 2014
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perfect single grape
clings tentatively to vine
waits for gentle hands
perfect single grape
clings tentatively to vine
playing hard to get
perfect single grape
clings tentatively to vine
sadly never reached
For Alfred's Haiku Contest
She said: "you're such a sweet, sweet liar"
But I could never lie to you
These words I say are born from desire
My every sentiment is nothing but true
And every time I seem to start a fire (in your eyes)
It loses to the ice of your heart
But tell me, darling, aren't you tired?
Of playing hard to get, you've mastered the art
And all the pretty faces that they suggest
Fail to impress me, I don't want second best
It's everything or nothing, glory or death
'Cause you're the only one that I need to have
She took my hand and she gave me scars
"Now you'll remember me forever"
But can't you see I won't forget the one
Who turned to hell what once was heaven
But lesson's learnt, and burnt on your fire
I realised how I was wrong
Cause even though you called me the liar
You've lied to me all along
. True love
I love the way you make me love you
Love the way you step my heart on the ground.
When you walk into the room
I love the way you do not even look at me.
You take my breath away
With all the words you say,
I fell in love with you more
The day you walked out the door.
I love how strong you became
I love the way you always hang up the phone.
I can't get enough of you
When you want me out of your face.
True love came to me all of a sudden
When you dumped me in our special place.
I take my self back into your arms,
only when I am asleep.
I know I brought your heart a little harm.
Now the boat has turned making my love weep.
You do not bother with my charm
All you do is give me the cold shoulder.
In my book of love, you will get over it soon
In the mean time you are my true love
No matter if I have to do it all by myself.
Until than I will not give you the pleasure
Of forgetting what you gave up.
Stop teaching me the lesson of pay back
Stop playing hard to get,
My one and only TRUE LOVE
. SKAT
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