Short Tantalise Poems
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Arouse your thought passages
and tantalise your visions
of Christ our Lord
Riches
of this earth seem
infinite..yet human
greed and selfishness never bring
requite
for
treasures
of this world still
tempt and tantalise with
their illusions...yet rarely bring
delight.
faces
tantalise
anticipation
conceives
perceived
intimate
moments-
enigmatic
interplay
between
our
eyes
enigmatic qualities
captured
in one intimate
moment
across the years
faces
tantalise
conceive
perceive
intimate
moments
interplayed
between
our
eyes
Soft Sapphic shadows of love
Lips linked in loves deep passion
Bronze bodies burn with desire
Tongues tantalise
With Whispered words hearts unite
Two transform to become one
In Eternal ecstasy
Flying forever
Written 17/02/15
Too late for entry to Dodoitsu competition
She lay beneath the moonbeams pure
on midnight dew kissed grass.
Nestled in the forest foliage
her beckoning eye allures.
Rhythmically writhing on the blades
her sultry sway did tantalise.
Enticing me to lust driven stupor
she summoned my submission.
Straddling one to tittilation,
mounting me she lunges forth.
My mortal flow warm on her lips
So fades the waxing moon.
Mid Uzi shots from vacant lots, which strike and ricochet
A painted girl with flaxen curl (named Wendy)’s on her way
To tantalise with half-clad thighs, to trick again today;
And indiscreet along the street she gives her pride away
To any guy who’s passing by with cash and time to pay.
In concert halls, beyond the sprawls 'round shabby cabarets,
unjaded thoughts of Camelot imbue divine ballets.
It's always full with pages of you
Each week adding another few
You tantalise and taunt me with pride
Cupid unrelenting at my very side
Ever so present, I'm obsessed
Desiring, wanting, love is a high
I dare you to tease me at your will
Awakening me with all your light
To see and feel the love you give
Learning to love me, myself and I
Its not until then, not a day too soon
That I can love with all my heart
Vermeer sketches...he ...remembers moments of interplay vivant intimate intricate details begin the beguine & joys outflow perfection aglow enigmatic close-ups in looks of love into eternity's eyes such innocence displayed in delicate faces to tantalise lost in thought portraits in time yesterdays
preserved in paint a museum of memories in enigmas unsolved looks to read conjecture preserves the sereness between muses and our eyes
& a mirror sublime