Love Raspberry Poems

In a world bejeweled 
with tainted trinkets,
and feigned flowers,
we follow the 
wailing waves below 
whirling wind,
like secluded silhouettes,
stranded on the
cusp of chaos,
unable to find the...

Read More

When cyan night's 
raspberry moon
is dipped in softness 
of the afterglows, 
I gaze at that glossy
first evening star between 
creamy fingers of 
my cherry palm,...

Read More

We shared a raspberry ripple sundae ~ enjoyed sweet berry kisses!

2/18/23
Contest: A Ripple to Me 2 Poetry Contest
Sponsor: JCB Brul
(Syllables checked with Howmanysyllables)...

Read More

it took one glance into your emerald eyes’ kindest beams

for the focus to change and enlighten darkness and pain

to guide my broken refraction towards your...

Read More

Soft edible fruits,
My love,
Time to get you fit,
Juice your fruits,
My darling
Be healthy
Squeeze,
That’s the trick
Succulently tender,
Press firmly,
Ready!
In a shake,
Fill your glass,
Rich in red flavor,
Kissing your
Palate plate,
Tenderly...

Read More

Where, where does it all come from?
Thoughts of I'm not worthy of love.
Raspberry bubble bath foam
Relaxes me. It ain't so tough.

Love self so would someone...

Read More

Moaning gently her splendours opening wide
The grove of our joy and heavenly melodies 
Sweetened rhapsody her ripened rising...
Melting their flavours flowing into my heart 
Her...

Read More

her hands: blooming. sugar, hot
and humming. those wrists, sweet,
no longer sticky. yet stubborn,
reigning the laughter of two years ago.

her lips: fruit. ripe, or rotten, you
no...

Read More

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *...

Read More

Raspberry Girl

Raspberry girl
You make my head swirl,
Your lips smell like honey,
When your hips sway,
They make me feel funny.

I want to make you my honey bunny,
So...

Read More

Musty antiquity 
within.
Spice inside
a cauldron 
of ripe reason. 
Five months 
unshelved 
brewing boiling 
now the suave coolness,
animals don’t know
how to simmer their lovebroth
like this.

Only the...

Read More

I hear the calling of the nightingale
Cry..

Under the raspberry sky

Lights are flickering ….

The nightingale calling, calling

Under the raspberry sky…….

While moonbeams trickles down
From above..

With such a...

Read More