Smooching Poems | Examples

Lamb Chops

My...freshly baked Persian lamb
dipped in lemon pulp
moist  lips  and mouth smooching  meat
as berry sauce zooms--
sunday's festive treat
it's cheat  d a y
WHAM !

Different Worlds Colliding

I can imagine 
Just sitting, thinking, and wondering 
How did this begin 
Me, just passing by 
You With a wondering eye
Soon we were attracted to something bigger and stronger 
This feeling is indescribable 
It must be some sick fate
This feeling just feels me up 
We didn't even go on a date
That's the power of love
The power of truth
The power of love
The power of truth
Maybe in another lifetime, the stars did align, and we were together 
Just Drifting off in our own space entwined as one 

Holding,  cressing, kissing, smooching
Yeah that was fun
But in reality, our worlds are so different 
See, you got your thing and I got my thing too. 
I'm still wondering why I even met you
It must be some sick fate
This feeling just feels me up 
We didn't even go on a date
That's the power of love
The power of truth
The power of love
The power of truth
I'm here now
Pushing all that away
Getting on with my life.
Bye bye.

Music to my ears - dodo

     Jiving and jazz, razzmatazz.
     Jitterbug then rock and roll.
     Smooching while eighty years old.
     Both tickety- boo.

Kiss-

Kiss
touching lips
opened mouth, shut lips, touching
smackeroo smooching soul kiss
Osculation

4/27/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2023©

A Magical Love Concoction

Giggles and happiness
Go hand in hand
When you're head over heels in love
We giggle like a teen
At our first love scene
We discover girls are so nice to hug

Can't think of a thing
I'd rather be doing
Than smooching till the first light of dawn
I'm starting to tremble
My cheeks all aglow
As I tell you I've loved you for so long

These three simple words
Will have to suffice
I love you, I love you, I love you, my sweet
That's nine simple words
Counted nine plus two
But numbers don't matter, tweet tweet

Mind's turned to mush
Can't get enough
Of your magical love concoction
Please never stray
Think of you every day
You take me to your world of seduction

Sweet White Wine

We smooched around the floor
Her body pressed tight to mine
I was high on stout and scotch
She on gin and sweet white wine
And we swayed around that room
In a world all of our very own
Engrossed each with the other
Part of a crowd but really all alone
In that room of spinning lights
And smoke and heat and noise
In that room of search and seek
Of single girls and single boys
Each body peeled from the other
As the music came briefly to an end
And in that intermission 
Each found another friend
And the smooching re started
The dancing cheek to cheek
Friday night relaxation
After a long long week
Just as the last waltz started
She slid back into my embrace
Body moulded back to body 
Pleasure painted on her face
And we knew how we knew
How our evening would end
For things just can’t be any better
When you lover is your best friend
We smooched around the floor
Her body pressed tight to mine
I was high on stout and scotch
She on gin and sweet white wine

It's Pick On Santa Season

It's "Pick on Santa Season."  Have a go
Making fun of him peeing in the snow
He's a red-faced fellow
When it changes to yellow
He tries to distract folks with, "HO HO HO!"

Santa Claus loves good little girls and boys
Having his elves build them fantastic toys
He eats lots of cookies
Bets horses with bookies
But smooching ladies, he mostly enjoys

Santa won't be driving his sleigh this year
"His butt weighs too much," complained the reindeer
Look at that fat belly
From eating' at the deli
Then washing' it down with beer after beer

Embracing the Soul

The sun is hammering down on my face.
Memories that move across a puzzling place.
Smooching all the way back down to my skin.
My cheeks are flushed with tears from the past.
My greedy spirit is taught by a glorious blast.

An ovate calm circle springs to mind tips.
I plunge forward into the crimson abyss.
Freed my caged heart from its custody.
Fearful people have shelter from the world.
In my quest, I am ushered by the primal words.

Mounted shadily on a huge salt-staining rock
Looking toward the abyssal distance bloc.
White shades blend with galaxies and light.
A vibrant brushstroke boson over the skyline.
Sky and the ocean in a lover's arms and whine.

Written: March 20, 2022

The Orphan

Hopeless and battered a tear is shred
A pierce deeper than a coal bath in a furnace as settled in mourns of grief
Upon a time in a destitute;
 The dreams and hope of the yesteryears has the vacuum swell
None a friend, though an embrace a warm bath to freshen the disquiet and throe;
 A smooching is all but a tickle
Far from reality, 
The fermented tomb crisps the dear whom 
Our heart held in esteem not to cleanse like decay
It stinks!
To the dear soul none rather than an adventure in long
At the perks of expectations a heart thought to pummel and a soul comforted
Night dime shall scare for a candle lite in find---
And more thousand tears rolled in scripts for ceaseless winds of the memorials to carry along
Either sought Shan`t breathe the gone a life
 To stray our hallucination.

Party Reflections

My parties have become pretty lean
Ever since onset of Covid nineteen 
No more passing around fine liquor
drinking alone, in a hall of mirrors 

A new reality from behind thin veils 
Masks and gloves, my themed masquerade 
Radio on ‘Move Closer’ gives me shivers 
smooching alone, in a hall of mirrors 

I’m a one man band, on my record player
Listening to the sole voice, of Leo Sayer
Drowning in misery, a beached orca killer 
singing drunkenly, in a hall of mirrors 

Switch on the TV, looking for distraction 
Silent movie on, some guy named Chaplin 
Enough charades, echoes growing dimmer 
talking to myself, in a hall of mirrors. 

Something catches the corner of my eye 
A headline in a newspaper, lying nearby 
Vaccine found, life’s suddenly less grimmer
Praying on my knees, to broken mirrors. 

PARTY FOLK Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Julia Ward 
28/12/2020

Cocktail Sticks

I dunno who decided that cheese should have resided 
With bits of pineapple upon a stick
I’d have hit him with a truncheon when he said a pickled onion
Would top it off: I fear he was quite sick

But here I stand with Marty, at this arty farty party
He’s eyeing up a new potential date
In truth, she’s bloody pretty, but, blimey, it’s a pity 
Pineapple, cheese and onion on her plate

When a kiss tastes of cheese, it ain’t gonna please
And onion breath means instant death
To hopes of romance at the valentine’s dance
And yet she says Hi, my names Beth

They head for the floor where they do little more
Than latch onto each other’s face
So I stand here jealous, was I over zealous
When I chose to have the fish paste

My dad’s dancing dirty, the girl’s about thirty
Looks like they’re gonna be smooching till late
I check out their table as best as I am able
Onion, pineapple and cheese on her plate 

So it seems that a party snack, pungent or squiffy
Does not preclude romance from you
If it stinks like cow splatter, it just doesn’t matter
So long as you’ve eaten It too



24 December 2020
Contest: Party Folk
Sponsor: Julia Ward

Delightful Pleasure

Oh, what delightful pleasure
I cherish as everyday treasure
my special child’s love beyond senses can assure
apprehending from the heart his simple sheer leisure…

When he blissfully pinches my cheeks with bliss
as I caress his hair, exuding shampoo scent he can’t miss 
when he strives to give me smooching kiss
mumbling  gaily with: “like this, love this!”

Always predictable through his expressive eyes
though struggling along sign language he seems to devise
he affirms his comprehension with thumbs-up so wise
responding cleverly as from his wheel-chair he strives to rise .

In eating delicacies, we enjoy our partnership 
feasting on honey products, our tongues are in fellowship
while along cheese and milk we savour warm friendship
thanking the gracious Lord* for tasty blessings of sweet relationship.

*1Peter 2:3 If so be ye have tasted that the Lord is gracious.

June 29, 2020 
4th place, "Sensuality" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Silent One; judged on 7/1/2020.

Kiss of Life-

Condescending, compassionate kiss of lame, lovable life...
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Calmly, colorful smooching kiss of loving, lanky life

Crusty, cunning kiss of lively, later life

Curly, caring kiss of lovable, lovely life

~

Customary, cuddly kiss of lush, lazy life

Confused, confident kiss of loyal, life

Cruel, creative kiss of loud, lifeless life

~

Colorful, casual kiss of lonely, large life

Cute, creepy kiss of lost, lean life

Clever,  a clear kiss of lit, long life
KISSES OF LIFE-

If you were to call it a kiss, then kiss me to save my life...


3/3/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2020©

Hooptie Dooing

Hello sweetie, I brought you some flowers
I'm the clown you lovingly call hubby
I know how it makes you all gushy and stuff
When we cuddle up all lovey dovey

It usually leads to some playful smooching
When we caress and I nibble your toes
Have I ever told you how much that excites me
Feelings of passion start to flow

Hope my panting and fussing isn't heard
By the old couple living next door
If they get too excited, they'll probably need
A defibrillator, their heart to restore

But let's get back to me and you sweetie
Smooching and hoochy cooing
It sure turns my crank, puts a tiger in my tank
Absolutely love all this hooptie dooing!

Kissing Lips

Embrace with a peck on my cheek and neck-
kiss softly in the dark, ignite a passionate spark;
"pull me closer, love - closer…
even
    closer…" 

(his lips brush mine) we touch and entwine
with fervor he kisses my lips - to my my nape and fingertips
igniting embers of passion’s fire; smooching with utmost desire


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