Woman Senses Poems

An escapade sweet as a marshmallow day
when tangerine dreams fed our evergreen stream.
Our magnet attraction neath radiant ray 
did butter the air where the breezes...

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You have spent a decade and a half in a foreign land looking for something that you couldn’t understand; you have worn the vest and...

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Woman’s Desire

What’s all this rigmarole and claptrap 
About the man being the only one thinking of sex?
Well, truth be known,
A woman, skin deeply eager, thinks...

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i

when the sun is erotic
and the moon lyric
the winds turn tempestuous
in the orbit of love
legs slide by calls of nature

ii

you and I alive
in cold winter...

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Yogi. Arts
Aesthetics

There were
 Times such
  Disciplined
  One trained 
  Disciples to
 Ever Desist
Temptation 
Gold & Girl
Lust & Love
Men trained
To overcome
 Carnal quests
...

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To be more complete
and closer to humanity
what the Lord wants....!
First I need a woman
who loves me, even if she is not a muse!
A cause I...

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Standing alone, over grasses and cone
  Your dream is blown
Sunshine that touches my skin, wet or dry,
  Your word I woe
Waiting alone over...

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Eight decenniums ago
A woman sang near a riverbank
A wife's longing for a husband in imago
A soldier far away bearing no ankh.

Katyusha was her name
A well-loved...

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She's not a fancy dresser
    Make-up wears she none

  Yet in the wake of her grand entrance
    The...

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“La fin du monde” 

The fragrance 
that makes you pop
in all the best places

no need for bikini
nude etat liberte
un amourette

experimentum crucis

500 Years
Eau de Protection
holy water...

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To love me is to show your deepness of soul...
each feeling that soothes the endless uncertainty
I've traded in for hope, giving more thought to fidelity,...

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He was alone and lonely.
Sadness swept his eyes 
before he jabbed at me 
with his cynical sarcasm.

He slowly lit his Camel.	
It was a simple act...

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Prologue in BrideVoice

Let Him kiss me
with his patriarchal
predative
straight white monotheistic mouth.

His Yang passion
is more blissful than intoxicating wine;
delicate
elegant
integral in fragrance
of his scent,

His rich capital name
is...

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The Woman is A Danish 
And married to A Scottish
But often heard in English:
Language she speaks with relish…

But the Rather Stand-Offish:
At times slippery like ...

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On the other hand,
The evening is growing,
My bedtime is calling;
My body to rest. 
The stars aren’t pleasing,
The moonshine is missing,
And there’s a thunder;
Afflicting my head.
At...

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