Blog: Poetry
A resonance that’s deeper than mere bone,A knowing place, where flesh cannot contain.A sense so pure it stands and sings alone,Beyond all joy and untouched by all pain.
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Blog: Poetry
A resonance that’s deeper than mere bone,A knowing place, where flesh cannot contain.A sense so pure it stands and sings alone,Beyond all joy and untouched by all pain.
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Blog: Poetry
Keep distant your essence, hold back the tide,Lest you intend to in my depths submerge.A pact of spirits, let our edges verge,Else leave my shore untouched, unclassified.
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Die into me with every pore, or part,Let not one fragment of your zest retract.In full surrender, love, our hearts compact,Or walk untouched the margins of my heart.
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In twilight’s hush, your wary heart need not fret. Nor in shadows dwell with unease or regret. Deserving of love’s tender, nocturnal spree. Let moonlit kisses trace with sincerity.
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No need to shroud your pulse in silent reserve. For you are sculpted to be loved, to be served. With affection’s brush, it paints a galaxy. Upon your skin, a canvas of ecstasy.
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Moon Light Eyes
I saw a gorgeous woman One night Walking on the beach With the moon light in her eyes.
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Poetry: Candlelight Danced
Candlelight danced upon entwined allure, Glass clinked to floor, our feasting unfurled slow, Above the oak, two souls rose to implore, Silk whispers ‘midst the pots, love’s overflow.
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Poetry: Hungry Lips
In twilight’s hush, the cutlery lay still, Wood groaned beneath the sharing of our feast. With rhythmic breaths, the air became distilled, Each motion stirred, our hungry lips released.
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