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Endorphin Junkie Poem
My love, please take me back
To your sweet sugar shack
Sitting on the soft sand beach
Paradise is within reach
Rolling waves crest, so dreamy
Briny air, wafting steamy
Coconuts so full and ripe
Swaying grass skirt, my delight
Taut humid air, tan skin
Dewy lips meet, it begins
Swim southward along the coast
To the sweet realm of my host
Searching in the dark bamboo
For the mythic pink Honu
The enchantress of the sea
My soft kisses set her free
Forest of the straight smile
The fair treasures of this isle
Warm to my tropical steam
Her smiling shell does gleam
Inside her magic seas, you
Swim deeper as I please you
Within your endless ocean
Drowning, fragrant emotion
As the gentle cries go higher
Holy water turns to fire
Passion’s fruit upon your brow
My Pele, it’s our Luau
Your Tsunami drowns the flame
My rogue wave crashes the same
The relentless sea rolls back
Joy resounding in the shack
Honu=Green Sea Turtle
Pele=Hawaiian Goddess of Fire/Lava
4/30/16
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Endorphin Junkie Poem
A true vision of loveliness, wiggle-bouncing down the street
Just the sight at times incites a spontaneous victory dance
Particularly when it’s in tight bike shorts perched upon a seat
And I don’t forget the way it flatters your yoga pants
It’s been with us through all our days, even on vacation
And I don’t mean to sound like a total jerk
But truly, it’s my primary source of motivation
Without it I’m not sure that I’d bother going to work
And oh, this is how I feel from the depths of my heart:
Don’t underestimate the marital benefit of your curves
There were times your backside was the only part
Of you that wasn’t totally getting on my nerves
So hold not contempt for my love of your flavor
That bubblicious booty squish-ous wifeberry deluxe
There are times it was an outright marriage saver
Some may try to deny it, but they’re ignorant schmucks
I’m sure there are shallow things that you love about me
Though saying them out loud is probably taboo
Something that you lean on when I drive you up a tree
Just ‘cuz it’s superficial doesn’t mean it’s not true
© 7/21/16
Endorphin Junkie
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Endorphin Junkie Poem
What do I need to get your attention?
A big brass band to blow your eardrums out?
A sonic blast from the fifth dimension?
Have you ever listened? I have my doubts.
How could I be a top priority
When I’m just put off to some other time?
Guess I must presume the authority
To grab the megaphone and shout this rhyme.
Oh crap, we’re doing this dumb dance again!
Not the first round of this conversation…
An annoying little “remember when”
Listen first, then I’ll drop the frustration.
Please hang up the phone, put down the damned list
Pay attention, dear, I’m royally pissed!
5/6/16
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