Child Sensual Poems

I marvel how touch touches deepest chord, 
That rest of senses scarce can ever match, 
Time heals old wounds, touch stays on for long stored,...

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Lead me to the place where I can glance at your face, lead me to the place where I can in sit in solitude and...

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"Dead leaves lay still until the wind takes them
         here and there:  even the last flower...

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Do you ever think of me?
Think of what we used to be?
It’s true our time was very short,
The briefest of carnal cohorts.
Almost thirty years ago,
Yet...

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"As other spirits sail on music, mine, oh my love, swim on your perfume." Charles Baudelaire

"Sometimes you find an old bottle from which the soul...

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Talk therapy
among braver angels
and curious devilish advocates,

Evolves natural contemplative thoughts
of healthy minds and bodies
felt sacredly neuro-systemic

Organic
dynamic systems
reconnecting sensory consciousness
and mindful sexual experience
with worldviews recombining
Liberal YangTruth...

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I remember a boy child
who thrilled to hear dark
ghost stories

Told around a crackling fire
circle of faces
looking

imaging down
heavy lidded

in toward suggestive
face drawn shadows

warming late night 
glowing...

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when light faded out 
and darkness descended
when all over me 
the icy chill began to creep  	
I slammed the windows and doors
tightly shut
and like...

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Put me gently down, on our great, confort-rose 
petalled bed.
Brush your lips on mine, warm and cherry red!

The gentle clock of time, breathes ever so...

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Based on the famous painting..."The Naked Maja"
                  ...

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Sonnets LII-LX

The Endeavors of Lips
by Michael R. Burch

How sweet the endeavors of lips: to speak
of the heights of those pleasures which left us weak
in love’s...

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Sappho fragment #2
translation by Michael R. Burch

How can I compete with that damned man
who fancies himself one of the gods,
impressing you with his "eloquence" ...
when...

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Wrapped ...
In dark wonder
Lost to the moon
In mists of madness

We ...
Are conflagration
You burn my blood
The fiery chaos, coursing

Molten forms in synchronicity
A libidinous engine, erotique
Revving inside...

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* Single moments of passion can last forever ... (re-posted for a friend) *

           ...

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Pale Though Her Eyes
by Michael R. Burch

Pale though her eyes,
her lips are scarlet
from drinking of blood,
this child, this harlot

born of the night
and her heart, of...

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