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Allie Lusha Poem
Drifting in a memory
of rolling distant hills
stretched out like a waveless ocean of green
the sun blazing way up high
In the stillness of a languid sky
Wandering in the dusty thoughts
of dried up ponds and lanes
bordering hedgerows offering their wares
of treasure shyly peering
a meandering cache suddenly disappearing
Arising in the sweet scented bouquet
Colours of childhood dance
and sing into the breeze
Friuts of summer fall, flowing like a banquet
Take a drink from natures never ending Goblet
Lowly under the shade of the spreading oak
The meadowlark shares his sweet call
as perccusive swaying grasses unite
to fill the air with melody so mellisonant
Cordial thoughts of summers reminiscence
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Looking into your eyes I felt the warmth in you
Smiles and laughter drew me nearer
How is it that we've never met before now
and yet sitting across from you I felt I'd known you forever
I felt the presence of others but I never saw them
There was only you.
So many stories we told each other
of our heartaches and our triumphs
but all of that was so insignificant to the way you made me feel.
Butterflies in my tummy flew away,
although my heartbeat grew fast
We spent hours... and I could have spent days with you
but you couldn't know that.
I think you liked me, our smiles were infectious between us,
I so hoped you liked me and more..
I ate cake and didn't care,
I told you things that even my mum doesn't know
Over the top of my coffee cup
I watched you... kind,gentle,funny,smart
I felt joy and excitement,
but you didn't you know that?
But I'm so glad you asked me to see you again
Because maybe then I'll get to tell you...
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In anticipation, I'm waiting for your touch
to feel your hand stroke gentlly
my cheek, I want so much
In anticipation, I'm waiting for your arms
to hold me tight, to lay close
together into the deep of the night
In anticipation, I'm waiting for that kiss
your lips softly on mine
such sweet and utter bliss
In anticipation, my senses soar so high
each time I hear you say my name
or look deep into my eyes
In anticipation, In the heat of my desire
only you can fill this joy in me
alighting passions fire....
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Where did I leave it,
the key to my heart
Guess it doesn’t matter
can’t find anyone
To give it a jump start
It’s been so long now
starter motors probably gone
Thinking too hard about
where it’s gone wrong
Want to feel the rush again
Heart beating and pounding so fast
When someone special finds the key
And unlocks the passion at last
I want to feel that lurch
When butterflies flutter
In the pit of my belly
For when he is near my legs turn to jelly
Want to find my book in the fridge
My shoes on the table
Cos my mind is a mess
Concentrate I’m not able
To just think his name
And say it over and over
Like I’ve found the four leafed clover
Will I be that lucky
Or will the door stay shut
And the key lost forever
And my heart will turn hard like
An empty nut.
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When the rain pours I think of sex
Under the duvet
Getting wet
Starting as a whisper
Say things to make me weak
Imagine your breath caressing my neck
From the erotic words you speak
Thunderous banging
Outside the storm begins
Inside my head imagination springs
Thoughts of hungry kisses
Hard and fast, passion ignites
Tongues like serpents find their way
Sliding over our bodies delights
Feelings of indulgence, lets rip
Skin upon skin, mmmm
Going deeper entering in
Ever tighter sensual grip
Pulling closer then pushing away
Harder and harder
The pleasure will pay
Moans of rapture, loves crescendo
Incredible to resist
Just let go
Intense desire
Juices flow
Taken to the point of no return
Yielded to the craving
Burning, ecstasy, carnal yearn
Gasping for air,
In the heady sensual scent
Collapse in lustful secretions
All energy's spent
The rain is slowing down
Reality or fantasy
My head under the eiderdown.
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The beauteous moon lustres amongst glowing
celestial fires in the vault of heaven.
Shining for you.
You with your gifted ink flowing
on a white abyss, your thoughts pure and unstained.
Painterly with colours of the heart that
bears witness to the sweetest kingdom,
for whom romance lyrically waltzes with grace
serenaded by a honeyed euphony
perchance seeking a kindred soul.
Penned sonnets of true love journey
forth on angels wings that
sprinkle stardust in her eyes
melting into tears of innocent yearnings.
Soft whisperings caress her
cheek with your sweet invisible breath.
Words prompt forgotten dreams now
undisguised. Losing herself to her muse who's
passion for prose enraptures her being.
Her gratitude flooding for such resplendent verse.
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I know you say you love him
And that you would have him back any day
But he didn’t make you happy, from what you say
He didn’t make conversation
He never took you out
You sat at home tortured, your mind full of doubt
I know you say you love him
And he’s really not that bad
But he never gave you the compliments you should of had
He never bought you flowers
Whispered sweet nothings in your ear
So tell me please why you love him dear
I know you say you love him
But what good is this love for you
It doesn’t make you happy it only makes you blue.
Let him go and grieve no more
The love you shared together is only in your head
Your heart is battered and bruised but the love for him is dead.
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I’ll tell you of a world I’ve seen
Of waterfalls and streams
A land where the water meets the woods
Where the bluebird sings
A place that’s tranquil but never sleeping
When Spring’s around the corner peeping
To sit and watch the eagle soaring high, then sits upon her nest
To walk within the majestic woods and spy a deer at rest
The sweet smell of nature surrounds , awakening our senses
Pink and white buds like popcorn popping
Tadpoles turning, jumping and hopping
The air is crisp and the sky is blue
This world I’ve seen, but yet never been, it’s true
A world only seen through your eyes and words
A world so different from mine
A perfect piece of the planet standing the test of time
You shared your love, your passion of your world with me
So much beauty and wonder on this earth to see
You let me dream your dreams
And take me by the hand each day and show me something new
Something to cherish, a memory to make and for this I thank you.
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As lovers walk hand in hand, with each step their world becomes smaller under the moonlight
Cocooned in their embrace, lips on lips trace, as passion takes hold, under the moonlight
At midnight, the tormented soul begins his pain the full moon sees his change
grisly slobber drips off mange, his deeds of horror will unfold under the moonlight
The nightingale sings, high in the serenity of darkened branches, for his mate pursued
he sings in his solitude, so sweetly and invitingly to offer his love untold under the moonlight
In a velvet sky, the unknown sends comets gliding, now make a wish, for whoever sees,
these fiery tails have dreamed of happiness to appease and to behold, under the moonlight
Darkness shrouds the night, evil lurks in dank corners of lampless minds, choosing not to
keep the light they own, but sit beside the devils thrown where souls are sold under the
moonlight
Outside I walk to clear my head, thoughts of what, in this ghazal should be said, to have a
chance of a prize, to hopefully hypnotize, times running out and its cold under the moonlight
For JP's Ghazal contest
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Every week day, same time, same bus, he is there, and I’m careful not to stare
But I can’t take my eyes off his curly shoulder length hair, hopelessly wondering
A face not popularly handsome, but such kind bluey- green eyes, deeper than the ocean
Tall, not slender and a quirky style of dress, not to impress. He kept me curiously wondering
Briefcase, serious and tanned, but scraggy like a boxers face, taken from place to place
Manicured hands with no adornment, no subtle signs of betrothment, I smiled hopefully wondering
Today he caught me in my stare, my face flushed pink, I look away I couldn’t think
But I saw his smile and for that short while my heart skipped a beat, as I sat motionlessly wondering
The bus had halted, where we both alight, my mind was racing as I caught sight
Standing on the kerbside, holding out his hand to me, I reached out breathlessly wondering
Hand held firm but gentle, and like cheshire cats smiling, arrayment of colours so beguiling
‘Have you time for a coffee’ I heard him say, my reply what a perfect day, still wondrously wondering
sdited version, hope it's right this time
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