Fear Sensual Poems

Love hurts, when it's force
It's sensual, has no meaning
I fear the ending....

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I felt the weight on the covers press down
            under nothing but darkness
 ...

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My receptive wide adoring eyes rested within the ambient light and bathed in The Shadoe and shade of the scene
Where before me a paragon of...

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Deep within the night
In the stillness of the hours 
Her spirit slowly comes to me
Like the fragrance of Spring flowers. 
Silently, she soothes my sorrows...

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Tell me—
Did you fear the
Rumors?
About me, us, ilk?
Greedy and needy and yearning
For what you
Cannot give us!

I’m her—your
Worst fear
Given flesh.
Insatiable, hungry
Consumed with a need no
One can...

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In the depths of love's vast expanse, 
A yearning burns, a desperate chance.
So close, yet words get caught in my throat, 
Silent whispers, love's song...

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Settling into love
for a person
for a sacred place
fertile 
organic 
rich growing space

Easy when felt
obviously
warmly
positively
copassionately
robustly returned

Difficult when mean
selfish
cruel
cold indifference
perpetuates competing
to not further communicate

Bilateral lose/lose 
zero-sum competitive...

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I hear a softness in your words.
They may be only written, but they speak to me in your voice.
Gentle, like the whispering of snowflakes to...

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I want to be kissed by your rain 
Deep and moist, your tears of pain 
Four your loss 
You bear that cross 
Bend down, and...

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He holds me closely
When I can no longer see,
Saying, "I am here."
"No need to fear, precious dear."
Kisses my head tenderly....

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Behold Beatrice, Pitcairn
the paradise sunsets lie in Tahiti
sunrise, the folly of Easter
islands, sanitoriums, deluded, denuded
limbos and purgatories, the never evermore
Polynesian metaphors transmigrate my mind
O to...

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Squalls in the head, the weather of observation.
Dreadful matters that may erase edification.
Thus, every prognosis is begotten in that way.
To dwell on the bewildered during...

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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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Sitting here lost in thought 
listening to this graveyard noise 
just looking out into dust and ash.

I see you drifting into an empty city 
of...

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Come Sweet Nightshade
And close my tired eyes
I hang my head in the cold downpour
My thoughts take flight

Away from this motal coil
My thoughts go running n...

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