Nestled 'neath Snowy Pixilations of the Juniper's Sway
Tucked away in the womb of our mother's sylvan oasis
we nestle 'neath sugar coated canopies
snowy pixilations of the juniper's sway
perfect motion with the celestial bodies of ursa major
shimmering images of our love dancing
around the outer edge of the galaxy
an undying universal art form
bare pale moon
naked ghost dance
flesh gliding atop the ivory/green
palpatations
heavy breathing, lovers heaving
quirky quivers, pleasurable moans
passionate shivers
all collimating in a sonorous
sensual choral fondue
writhing in ecstasy as we lose ourselves
in sexual catharsis
warm bodily embraces, saturate hugs
alivening spirit body mind and loins
amid the dry skin depression of winter
mounting friction ignites a fuse
body tempatures flare
exchanging sanative caresses
titivating each other's senses
tendril finger tips scratching
passionate billet douxs on the small of my back
my little angel faced nature lover
my fiery exhibitionist
lips lit up with a devilish grin
body of a goddess
eyes effervescent with sin
with tender eagerness
your healthy pale glittered body emerges
hair tousled and wet
joined in carnal merry making
firm hands make their way over fleshy hillocks
tracing the edges of supple areolae
moving across glistening flesh
following a trail of goosebumps
down your delicate rib cage
I yield obediently to plant a kiss
upon your moistened navel
lapping up every driblet
savoring every last dropp of amatory nectar
running down the perfect curvature of your back
smooth ample buttocks
fingers slip their way into the warming dampness
of your fertile vale
denude, confident
revealing naked vulnerabilities
stroking handling with utmost devotion
your parted lips promising pleasure
to my throbbing manhood
a tickling whirl of your tongue
broad moist
rousing urges coarse through my veins
as you draw me in, taking every inch
legs spread, back arched
seducing and contorting
you yield to my untamed savagery
muscles tense, withstanding pressure
with vigorous stamina
electricity fusing
tremolos of love echo
throughout our halcyon dome
two souls transcending
unfastened from the onus of the world
circulating shards of cirrus unite
forming one lively cloud burst
together we reach our zenith
drifting in the sheets of winter
we momentarily manage to escape ourselves
staring into gratified eyes
we bask in the glow of our own nakedness
we think back and reminsce
ah the love we made two seconds ago
poem by Gregory Allen Uhan
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A Dream Of The Flesh
we are in the river
naked
our bodies meet
like
one body
missing
another body
and the river
becomes
one warm
water
trickling down
our two bodies
body to body
flesh to flesh
hands
to hands and
arms entwine
like some
chains of
daisies
to our necks
this oneness
that we
finally make
eyes to eyes
closing
and lips to lips
searching
tongues
we dare
search
our souls
if they
are there
too
in this
fusion
for the
meantime
we have no time
to ask
the river
has no name
even
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Unexpected Things...
It's unexpected..
But it's something that causes you to catch your breath..
Make you sway
Perhaps it makes your pupils dilate..
The look of his fingers as they dance on a keyboard..
Those hands are unexpectedly
Somehow
Attractive
She imagines them on her..
And, a blush creeps to her cheeks
Making her flush
Making her warm
An unexpected glance at her flesh..
Her shirt lifts as she reaches up to adjust something too high...
It's that area at the small of her back
Near her side
And,
His eyes linger..
Tracing her form
While she is unarmed in her lack of awareness
He can't help himself..
Even that small glimpse
Leaves his throat dry
Makes his hand twitch
To touch..
Even a fleeting touch
Is that asking for too much?
Lips
What can one say..
When they are full
And
Beautiful
And inviting
And so soft..
She bites her lower lip all the time
She imagines her lips
Dancing on his..
He thinks he'd like to be the one to
Bite
See what her lips taste like
Her collar bone..
He imagines his lips there
His tongue tracing the perfect arch
To the dip at her throat..
Her eyes
They grow bigger at the site of him
Surprised
It's not a controlled reaction
Heartbeats accelerate
His neck..
The back where tapered
Perfectly clipped hairs
Meet the edge of his shirt..
But leave enough space
To spy his skin..
She imagines what it would feel like...
If her lips ever met his skin there
Her legs
Sculpted perfection in heels..
He imagines...
His eyes
So warm
She likes the way they look at her
And, when he laughs
His smile reaches them..
Her skin
Golden sun kissed and warm
Smooth...
Soft..
He wonders
If she's smooth and soft and golden
Everywhere..golden...delicious...
His voice
She can close her eyes and listen to his voice all day..
It calls to her
Somewhere deep inside
There is a reaction..
Her smile
He likes to see her smile
Especially when he's the one
Who has caused it..
She likes his arms
She's always had a thing for shoulders..
He likes her hair
Wonders how soft it is
How it smells
They spend their days
Wondering...
When things get dull..
Even when they aren't...
Daydreaming..
Each relieved
The other can't read thoughts..
Both acutely aware
Of the other...
She smells like...
His sent is that of...
It was unexpected
The realization of the other
It was surprising..
A shock to the system
A sudden awareness
Something that caused their breath to catch
Make them sway
Make their pupils dilate
It's a heady reaction
Unexpected in so many ways.
poem by Rabia Minhas
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It Starts With A Kiss
It starts with a kiss,
That brings the world down,
A kiss,
That makes my body give in,
It starts with a kiss,
And your hands,
Slowly moving down my back,
And lifting me up to put my legs around you,
It starts with a kiss,
Our lips will do what they do,
My lips will part,
When yours do,
It starts with a kiss,
With my hands through your hair,
And with your hands on my waist,
Man this world seems to quake,
It starts with a kiss,
Man this is so fair,
Your lips feel so good,
On mine that just sit their,
It starts with a kiss,
That makes the whole room stop,
They see sparks fly,
And the room glow in a light so pure,
It starts with a kiss,
But when your lips leave mine,
My neck feels their company,
Then my body gives into you,
It starts with a kiss,
Your lips seem to know what to do,
Cause they are moving up and down my neck,
Once that ends they find my lips again,
It starts with a kiss,
And my body sub comes to you,
And once again,
The Kiss Is Where It All Begins! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
To The Other World
try standing naked by this mirror
see yourself to every detail
look closer to your eyes
count the waves of your eyelashes
open your mouth and see how many teeth you have
all white, pure white lining up on your pink gums
feel your lips with your fingertips
feel the pulp the flesh of the lower lip
to the upper lip
touch your hair
do not imagine them all black
closely they are not at all
move a little bit closer and see your body
this beautiful human body
flesh, contours, curves, some muscles
the whole of your skin wrapping
everything in your body holding them all
nothing falls, on this erect body, this
god before you, standing steel-like with dignity
in front of the mirror
do not claim you have seen your soul with your eyes
do not lie
be honest to yourself now,
alone, you are alone, do not imagine
any god, any soul, any spirit,
just be honest,
touch your body with your hands
feel the joy of having this body
your body, pinch a part of it to feel
not pain, but just to feel that you are alive,
do you ever ask what made these parts stay as one?
look again at the mirror of this stature
your body, it is you, touching your body
take a hammer, and destroy the mirror
shatter everything to pieces
this is the world without a mirror
there is nothing to reflect you now
nothing to imagine, it is you, the real you
do you ever ask now, where is that other world?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Take This Body
Take this body, my love,
my body, my love,
feel my knees and my arms,
feel my fingers on your hair,
cold fingers, sad fingers,
kiss my mouth, my love,
ever so gently
caressing my chest and stroking my hair,
play with it-whatever is left of it-
I'm sad, my love,
and as I hear you laugh,
I feel the water around my eyes,
my brown eyes, the eyes of a poet,
the eyes of a stranger-
I'm a stranger, my love,
I'm a stranger in a strange land
of secret kisses and lovelorn faces,
of cold bodies huddled together,
hiding behind stiff dresses
and tightly fitting jeans,
I'm a stranger to a kiss,
I'm a stranger to a moist mouth
and a playful tongue,
I'm a stranger to a warm breast,
I stand here bespectacled and confused,
scratching my scraggly beard,
forcing a faint smile-
there is so much pain, my love,
right here in the palm of my hand,
right here in the lump of my throat,
right here in the tightness of my chest,
I'm strung like an instrument
with shrunken testicles
and immobilized toes-
see me tremble, my love,
see me shed a tear
onto this dusty world-
I'm with you, my love,
I'm with you alone,
I'm with you in embrace
of tender passion,
I'm in love with you
and that's why
I'm full of
tears.
poem by Alexander Shaumyan
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Making Love (iv)
Together as man and woman-
Feel this fire burning from within-
With our love more true
Than true...
In your heat, You surrender yourself to mine...
I know you're mine-
And I belong to you...
You are the captive of my passionate love-
And together we want to soar high above...
I'm entranced by the sparkles in your emerald eyes...
Together we confide-
As in this darkness of night, Our passions we can't hide...
For another time,
Feel as we melt in our heat...
Once again, We perfect our passion's rhyme-
As we make love and become complete...
Again, You become one with me-
As together, We climb to set ourselves free...
Feel me inside you, With our lover's rhythm
And feel as our fires burn together, From within...
In the darkness of the night- See and feel our passionate love's burning sun-
As it burns-
Feeling as our flesh and spirit endlessly yearns...
Feel as our flesh dances as one-
With skin
On skin...
Feel our heat rising like from embers, Burning in this fire-
Emitting from our most primitive desire...
I feel as your moans and whispers of bliss brush against my ear...
You feel as screams push from your throat, Trying to hold back-
But don't hold back...
Together feel as we no longer exist here-
Lets lose our self...
Together lets go someplace else-
Embracing the waves of pleasure-
As we climb together...
Together climbing to a lovers unified dimension-
Into our own heaven-
Far beyond the sky-
Where all that exists is you and I...
Feel ecstasy's explosive convulsions reach out from within-
As we set each other free-
And all that matters for the moment is you and me...
Forever
Remember,
As we existed in this moment, As one- Forever...
My love;
Its you, Whom I shall FOREVER love!
poem by Philip Alarie
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Your Naked Eyes
Naked and Vulnerable,
I lie before you
For you to behold me
With your naked eyes…
Beautiful and Ugly
I lie before you
For you to assess me
With your naked eyes…
Drenched in Love
I lie before you
For you to reciprocate
With your naked eyes…
Doused in Passion
I lie before you
For you to arouse me
With your naked eyes…
The Goddess in Me
Lying before you,
Asking
The God in you
To propitiate her
With his heavenly body
And naked eyes…
As you devour me
And savour me
In the heat and the sweat
Of our spiritual ‘coming’
I transfix my gaze
On your naked eyes…
When you smile back
In opulent ecstasy
I feel so blissful
And so peaceful
In this shameless abandonment
To your naked eyes…
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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How Sweet Love Is
To meet her and instantly be in her arms.
Holding her kissing her feeling her presence.
Is passionate romantic stuff Hollywood movies sell on.
Within minutes to be stripping naked
while still holding touching kissing
tripping on magic of precious moments;
finally in your lovers arms after five days absence;
is the great joy of a true compassionate love.
The taste of your lovers lips
the feel of her soft skin
the caressing of her soft golden hair;
as you run your fingers softly through;
the embrace of her warm naked body
all contribute to the magic of this
the first magic moments of our meeting
the eager anticipated heat of our greeting;
our souls and our bodies are ever seeking;
the way back to our partners heat and presence.
Oh our sweet our love is.
Oh our sweet our heat is.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Dance of Love
I ride on your thighs and I embrace you with my both hands
The wind scraps our deep love dance off with the sudden gusts
Our swift flicks it several times, its tip just touching the wet sand.
The sky is blue and leaves of our tree are covered with orange rust.
My hands moved down your body before reaching your hips
The predation tremor in the early life dance of thrills flounder
Cradling my body in your arms my warm lips are against your lips
Your thoughts made me shiver as my eyes wandered endlessly over
You take small steps and make the turn into and become a part of my dance.
In the next instant an explosion of dawn light and the stirrings of happiness herald
You gonna take me to a place where I can shine, take me high feel so high trance
I keep the new world in the grain of green, I see love in your eyes of emerald.
You keep real close, lover whispers to my ear, I fly to the heavens’ high
You run your fingers through my hair, then dance your lips in orbital circle
Yet another rip in the space time continuum, and a return of perfect fry,
Our love makes slain the sentinel, a deity who is surrounding our crepuscle
poem by Marieta Maglas
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Let's Make A Night To Remember
I love the way ya look tonight
With your hair hangin' down on your shoulders
I love the way ya dance that slow sweet tango
The way ya do everything but talk
And how ya stare at me with those undress me eyes
And your breath on my body makes me warm inside
Chorus
Let's make out - let's do something amazing
Let's do something that's all the way
Cuz I've never touched somebody like the way I touch your body
Now I never want to let your body go...
Let's make a night - to remember
From January - to December
Let's make love - to excite us
A memory - to ignite us
Let's make honey baby - soft and tender
Let's make sugar darlin' - sweet surrender
Let's make a night - to remember - all life long
I love the way ya move tonight
Beads of sweat drippin down your skin
Me lying here - you lyin' there
Our shadows on the wall and our hands everywhere
Chorus
I think about ya all the time
Can't you see you drive me outta my mind
Well I'm never holdin' back again
Ya I never want this night to end
Cuz I've never touched somebody like the way I touch your body
Now I never want to let your body go...
song performed by by Bryan Adams from 18 Til I Die
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As They Dance
The heat rushed through her body
as she moved her body along side his
The movements were fast and breath taking
as they moved with the tempo of the music
His body bends back
as hers bends forward
His body bends forward
as hers bends back
Their bodies intertwined
as a vine on a wall
Their bodies move side to side
up and down
The music keeping the beat
as the danced
The stage lights dimmed to green
as they moved together
His hands run down her body
as she sways side to side
Her mouth open her eyes closed
his eyes on her body
He keeps his hands on her hips
as she ran her hands up his body to his face
Their lips met and their hearts raced
as the music stopped
poem by Bethany Maxwell
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X6
the manner of perfection is always
the meeting of what is up there
and down here, for instance...
man &
God, and that is on the higher plane
but there is more to this kind of
philosophy,
even in the basest manner of making love,
the fusion of two lips
the collisions of two pelvic bones
tongue
to tongue
in and
out
body to
body
soul to
soul
more likely but
the point is
there is more ecstasy
for the lips to
reach down the tips
of the toes
God
stepping down
to crucifixion
to find
Man
heaven's tongue
to earth's
feet,
the sharp rods of
thunder
piercing the
crevices of
the earth
the fingers of the sun
caressing
the roots of grass
the man
bending between
the legs
of the woman
on the floor
the carpets crawl
on the carpets
the ceiling drops
undressed
the moon finally
rest on the marshes
how a goddess
resigns
from its
cloud throne
to have a tryst
with the horny
faun
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I Love You
I love your lips when they're wet with wine
And red with a wild desire;
I love your eyes when the lovelight lies
Lit with a passionate fire.
I love your arms when the warm white flesh
Touches mine in a fond embrace;
I love your hair when the strands enmesh
Your kisses against my face.
Not for me the cold calm kiss
Of a virgin's bloodless love;
Not for me the saint's white bliss,
Nor the heart of a spotless dove.
But give me the love that so freely gives
And laughs at the whole world's blame,
With your body so young and warm in my arms,
It sets my poor heart aflame.
So kiss me sweet with your warm wet mouth,
Still fragrant with ruby wine,
And say with a fervor born of the South
That your body and soul are mine.
Clasp me close in your warm young arms,
While the pale stars shine above,
And we'll live our whole young lives away
In the joys of a living love.
poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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Milky Skin Morning Star
Milky skin morning star,
Venusian beauty bathing
in breathtaking light,
aurora borealis illuminating
desolate northern skies,
soothing bedside blanket
comforting lonely nights.
For you to rest an open palm
on my bare chest is enough,
Place a hand upon my waist,
let it linger,
Staring down into eyes
ever so loving and wide,
void of soft blue bliss
silent lullaby of agonizing joy
oceanic eyes, so vast so blue
iris halo of infinite horizon
coalescence of heaven and sea
Purest of pleasure,
Simplest of Joys,
buoyant being,
steady column of light,
body slender and lithe.
How do you manage to
weigh so heavily in heart?
Goddess presence,
Aphrodite's essence,
Sensual affection,
alert adoration,
sympathetic wakefulness,
underlining understanding,
kindred spiritual fusion,
love's living legend,
breathing myth of the muses,
writhing mound of Olympian union,
Elysium ecstasies and Atlantean wounds
Horse shoe high!
Inundated in liquid
azure aura of love
voltaic high voltage cinergy
pulsing through me
lifting me from
the ashen anchors
of a drowning earth
Desolate Beauty
cloistered pearl
So far so close
lachrymose little girl
in and out with the tide
anxiety's immediate fringe of tragedy
my heart's helpless notions
physical threads of life
beyond the reach of any language
Let us take of these transparent hoods
denude the gods, disavow our guard,
let down Samson's summer locks
and set free our passionate youth.
Naked plunge, together e'er long,
drowned in the eye of the self elapsing
wellspring of empyreal elan!
Vaporous desire, delicious venom
undulant strata, vesuvian strufa
bodily cloud cover dream
Down pour of crystallized touch
fingers thighs and knees
pluvial passions rain down
in ionized carnal cloud burst
bodies unarchored
two renegade skiffs
sailing on the sooty wings
of a charcoal night
Oh ethereal traveler:
I touch the clouds forming at your feet!
My shirtless sherpa body
boldly braving Himalayan peaks
Oh upon slumbering summits...
I fasten flags of mercy to your bedpost!
poem by Gregory Allen Uhan
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Vampire eyes
I seen U with my vampire eyes, swore I saw colors for the very first time.
Amazed at the sights and the sound of the words, especially the ones not spoken but still heard.
The smells that arose from your flesh made me shutter, caresses my body, my soul, like fresh bread and sweet butter.
Place your mouth on my neck, taste the salt of my skin, enjoy the moment take it all in.
Leaving a magenta mark in color, lick your lips and savor the flavor as though this were the first, had no other.
Tongue over teeth, gently do not bite, but induldge in delight.
With desire did struggle and feigned the fight.
Wishing you would hoping you might, turn me right now and both take flight.
Eagerly grasp and straining to grope, convince me its right I know you did hope.
Emerald eyed are the vampire eyes, the ones you gaze into, gazing back in disguise.
Mirrors reflect, you are looking at me, I m looking in but cannot see.
My vampire eyes searched for you, so much pleasure saw yet never giving a clue.
Never one given yet it gave it away, standing in doorways while asleep by day.
Guarding my body, imagination running away, wake me with words you whisper my way.
You nourish my spirit deep to the core, love is forbidden so says the folklore.
Existing in shadows and hiding in plane sight, I lusted for your body by the pale moon light.
Vampire eyes savor the flavor of sight, body yearning for touch, a disastrous delight.
Inferno, burning soul, eternally hurting, a steak through the heart.
Ashes of the fallen lay on the floor, keep me in the shadows and protect me from the bright rays of golden light.
Once bitten, no fighting, the craving will last, fasting for years, time fleeting so fast.
Gaze into my vampire eyes, feast on my flesh and nourish your soul.
Skin on skin, sweat glistening, the scent intoxicating, exhilarating, just let yourself go.
Not a frenzy, take it slow, savor it all, enjoy the flavor of a mortal sin.
And when is all done you will wake to see, sheets all a jumble just dreaming a dream.
But once there were vampire eyes gazing back, lost the line of sight, gone in a glance.
Memories of eyes from a fanciful passed, how old is the demon holding the stare on my soul?
Immortal, eternal, only in the end we will know, if it goes on forever infinity will show.
poem by Gary Kedron
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I Love Sensual Women
I love sensual women and not passionate ones. A passionate woman closes her eyes, moans and shouts and the enjoyment of a passionate woman is blind.
A passionate woman writhes about, grabs you with her hands without looking where, clasps you, kisses you, even bites you and hurries to reach her climax as soon as she can. She has no time to display her sexual organs, no time to examine, touch with the hand and kiss your sexual organs, she is in such a hurry to slake her passion. Having slaked her passion, the passionate woman will fall asleep. The sexual organs of a passionate woman are dry. A passionate woman is always in some way or another mannish.
The sensual woman is always feminine.
Her contours are rounded and abundant.
The sensual woman rarely reaches a blind passion. She savours sexual enjoyment.
The sensual woman is always a woman and even in an unaroused state her sexual organs are moist. She has to wear a bandage on her sexual organs, so as not to soak them with moisture.
When she takes the bandage off in the evening, the bandage is so wet that it can be squeezed out.
Thanks to such an abundance of juices, the sexual organs of a sensual woman give off a slight, pleasant smell which increases strongly when the sensual woman is aroused. Then the juice from her sexual organs is secreted in a syrupy stream.
A sensual woman likes you to examine her sexual organs.
poem by Daniil Ivanovich Kharms
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Words Cannot Express
October 6,2012
Sometimes words cannot express enough. So let me show you, from my mind, to your body and mind.
I'll repay back to you so sincerely, and I will let you love me. Even if only physically...But, I, will love you with all of me, my soul and mind, my lips and eyes.
My hands and arms. My fingers and tongue.
you have my devoted attention. Let me love your body, and free you mind.
I'm yours for the night, until the morning, until I finish my cup of coffee, and put my coat on and walk out the door, and we look back at each other, and know, you will never let me express this love again.
Let me show you... as sometimes my words cannot express...
poem by Jill Laughlin
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Body To Body
Body, body, bo-bo-bo-body, body
Body to body
Body to body
Body to body
Nobody does it like you do
Body to body
I love the way you make me feel
When you do what youre doing to me, oh
Touching me the way you do, you know, know youve got to feel it too
When you bodys next to mine, youve got me hypnotized
Body to body
Body to body
You know I like the way you do what you do when you do it to me, oh
Body to body
Nobody does it like you do
Body to body
You know I like what you do when you do what you do to me, no
Oh, what you do
Flowing through this magic night
I love to feel you hold me tight
You are the one thats right for me
You got me feeling tingaly
Share the night with stars above
I think Ive found this thing called love
Fever running through your eyes
You are my heavenly device
Body to body
Body to body
Body to body nobody does it like you do
Body to body
You know I like what you do when you do what you do to me, no
Oh, what you do
You opened up the world to me
You changed my life so tenderly
I know you are the only one
Youre brighter than the burning sun
Dont know where youre going to
I dont care as long as Im with you
That certain sparkle in your eyes
Has got me feeling oh so high
Body to body
Body to body
Body to body
Body to body
I like what you do when you do all those things to me
Body to body....
song performed by by Gloria Estefan
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Bodies
A body is the voice of a soul,
It speaks without words,
A language understood only by the one it desires,
Wanting freedom like caged birds.
Bodies understand only passion and longing,
They are incapable of telling a lie,
And when a body divulges its secrets to another,
What happens cannot be stopped by you or I.
A body remembers, it never forgets,
Another body which reigned its inner sanctum,
Even though through life it meets others,
It feels lost in an unknown kingdom.
When pain sends two bodies to gulfs of liquid fire,
And when love is the only remedy,
Their loins fuse to never part,
Dancing to a lustful rhapsody.
Bodies are curious, quixotic,
They understand feelings life cannot measure,
Their amplified responses to subtle touches mean,
They've reached the highest echelon of ecstasy and pinnacle of pleasure.
When the tryst with euphoria is made,
And the moist imprints of affection turn dry,
The bodies long to unite once again,
To commit a heavenly sin, to themselves they can never deny.
poem by SaviorsLavish Human
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Time
Another Winter gone and bleak
In contrast to your skin, warm and sleekÂ
Spring is dawning
Leaving me lonely, another year, a warning
Summer soon to comeÂ
Sun warming, body is done.Â
Another Autumn on the run
Love not waning like the sun.Â
Without your love!
On the wings of a dove,
my heart has fled.Â
The real me almost dead
My soul dark as sinter
Come Spring, Summer, Autumn or the deepest of Winter.Â
Your name is beauty
Your orders, my duty.Â
Stay away I hear you sigh
Wipe my eyes, a tear I cry
Of the words we spoke
I read and choke
So tense they were
My mind does stir
Of passions we evoke
In these words we spoke
From books I read
In my mind, a seed
To music I listen
Until my eyes do glisten
In films I see
A lovers look, a plea
But a heart so broken
A lovers life, just a token
Your back you turned
And this I learned
But for your Lord
I would have taken up a sword.Â
To fight back the horde
My back not as broad
My pen not as strongÂ
I did you much wrong
The words that I write
Now cut down and smite
My silence is my fight
To give you what's right
Silent words in my mail
On a boat that's set sail
In your land of freedom
I need to redeem them
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poem by Robert Green
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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