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Comfortable Slippers.
True love
Can be likened to a comfortable pair of slippers
They go together
But don't quite fit
Having room to grow
They may show signs of wear over time
But are too comfortable
And familiar to throw away
Best kept in pairs.
Peter Dome.copyright. Romanticaman
Can be likened to a comfortable pair of slippers
They go together
But don't quite fit
Having room to grow
They may show signs of wear over time
But are too comfortable
And familiar to throw away
Best kept in pairs.
Peter Dome.copyright. Romanticaman
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Posted: Jul 2021
About this poem:
Written years ago. as seen in my books.
Near but so far
I dream of you to kiss those lips wanting you
I dream of you each day
Shy to talk shy to approach
I dream of what to say
Your hair dazzles me takes
my breath I can hardly breath
I drown in breath
To be near you to hold you close
To taste those lips
Your my princess held pedistals high
I want to be near you to hold you
Talk to you to kiss you
my wanting feelings for you
But I hide from you from a far
From other ends of this earth
I dream of you
hoping I can be with you my love how I miss who you are
my one true love
I dream of you each day
Shy to talk shy to approach
I dream of what to say
Your hair dazzles me takes
my breath I can hardly breath
I drown in breath
To be near you to hold you close
To taste those lips
Your my princess held pedistals high
I want to be near you to hold you
Talk to you to kiss you
my wanting feelings for you
But I hide from you from a far
From other ends of this earth
I dream of you
hoping I can be with you my love how I miss who you are
my one true love
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Posted: Jun 2021
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Full Circle
Our love has now come to a sad end
Now we must search for a new friend
The fighting is over oh don’t you see
There’s no one left but you and me
We were so young when love did start
So easily did you capture my heart
You showed me kindness and sweet love
And so we did promise each other our love
What happened to us throughout all the years
We promised to love and wipe up the tears
To nurture and tend with love so sincere
Each others heart held ever so near
How did we get so broken and mad
How did this happen to make us so sad
Leaving us now without anyone
To help us get up and help us move on
Now we’re alone without any hope
Trying our best to learn how to cope
Within these cold walls built out of despair
Behind a steel door holding back all of our fear
The last of our days are passing so fast
Will we be able to outrun the past?
Or will it keep pace dashing all hope
Of climbing again that slippery slope
Search as we must for love once again
As we slip down that slope time and again
Will love once again knock at our door?
Or has it now faded for evermore?
Nov 22,2017
Now we must search for a new friend
The fighting is over oh don’t you see
There’s no one left but you and me
We were so young when love did start
So easily did you capture my heart
You showed me kindness and sweet love
And so we did promise each other our love
What happened to us throughout all the years
We promised to love and wipe up the tears
To nurture and tend with love so sincere
Each others heart held ever so near
How did we get so broken and mad
How did this happen to make us so sad
Leaving us now without anyone
To help us get up and help us move on
Now we’re alone without any hope
Trying our best to learn how to cope
Within these cold walls built out of despair
Behind a steel door holding back all of our fear
The last of our days are passing so fast
Will we be able to outrun the past?
Or will it keep pace dashing all hope
Of climbing again that slippery slope
Search as we must for love once again
As we slip down that slope time and again
Will love once again knock at our door?
Or has it now faded for evermore?
Nov 22,2017
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Posted: Jan 2020
About this poem:
This one I wrote about a year after i left my marriage. I was living in my shop and decided to start writing again for something to do. Ithink this was about the third or fourth poem i had written. EnjoyBROKEN
You found me broken at the side of the road
Dazed, confused and almost no hope
You sat down beside me and chatted a while
Then stretched out your hand and said with a smile
“Come walk with me down this road
We’ll take a few steps and see where we’ll be.
It’s a good time to live, just come walk with me."
I looked up and saw magic in your eyes
And felt a spark light somewhere deep down inside
You held my hand and dragged me along
“This is life’s road. It’s where we belong.”
I walked by your side in wonder and awe
At the beauty that is in all that we are.
You showed me the love you wanted to share,
So I walked at your side along this strange road
Learning of love and yearning for more.
I turned to the side and the path that was there
“Come walk with me down this wandering path?”
You smiled as you said “Of course I will dear.
We’ll make our own path and tend it with care.”
So we walked down that road paying no mind
To those who would laugh as we passed by.
So when we walked home the very last time
And we lay down forever in each other’s arms.
And when we were gone and the laughter had died
All they could say is,
”Where are the lovers so old and so grey
Who lived their love new each and every day.”
Dazed, confused and almost no hope
You sat down beside me and chatted a while
Then stretched out your hand and said with a smile
“Come walk with me down this road
We’ll take a few steps and see where we’ll be.
It’s a good time to live, just come walk with me."
I looked up and saw magic in your eyes
And felt a spark light somewhere deep down inside
You held my hand and dragged me along
“This is life’s road. It’s where we belong.”
I walked by your side in wonder and awe
At the beauty that is in all that we are.
You showed me the love you wanted to share,
So I walked at your side along this strange road
Learning of love and yearning for more.
I turned to the side and the path that was there
“Come walk with me down this wandering path?”
You smiled as you said “Of course I will dear.
We’ll make our own path and tend it with care.”
So we walked down that road paying no mind
To those who would laugh as we passed by.
So when we walked home the very last time
And we lay down forever in each other’s arms.
And when we were gone and the laughter had died
All they could say is,
”Where are the lovers so old and so grey
Who lived their love new each and every day.”
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Posted: Dec 2019
About this poem:
I write quite a lot now "I am Broken and alone"and I wrote this in about 15 minutes when i Woke in the middle of the night. At the time I was just starting to explore the realm of dating. Unsure and eager. I was rewarded by a scammer contacting me one one of the sites i was on. Never the less I was flattered and this is what spilled out of me that evening when I thought that I might have received an opportunity to love again
In search of a romantic lady
A man who is romantic
With a sense of humor that is fantastic
He is too honest
To admit he is no modest
He is loyal and faithful
He is pleasant and delightful
He is considerate and thoughtful
However, he is slightly poor
For him material things are unimportant for sure
He has one last chance
To enjoy the magic of romance
A woman of substance, could it be you?
Who would make both your dreams come true
With a sense of humor that is fantastic
He is too honest
To admit he is no modest
He is loyal and faithful
He is pleasant and delightful
He is considerate and thoughtful
However, he is slightly poor
For him material things are unimportant for sure
He has one last chance
To enjoy the magic of romance
A woman of substance, could it be you?
Who would make both your dreams come true
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Posted: Jan 2020
About this poem:
Searching for the elusive love
I DREAM OF YOU
I dream of you
Do dreams come true
I hope so
Cos I dream of you
Behind closed eyes
Asleep at night
I kiss you
Behind my closed eyes
When morning comes and starts a brand-new day
It fills me more than words really say
The love that grows
That won’t go slow
Try not show
But the dreams the night-time brings won’t go away
You’re in my arms
You feel so warm
Love-ing you
You’re here in my arms
Holding me tight
Asleep at night
I need you
Holding me so tight
But when morning comes and starts a another day
You still fill my thoughts in every single way
I try not show
But It won’t go slow
This love that grows
And the dreams the night-time brings are here to stay
Behind closed eyes
All through the night
I love you
Behind my closed eyes
I dream of you
Can dreams come true
I hope so
Cos I dream of you
Do dreams come true
I hope so
Cos I dream of you
Behind closed eyes
Asleep at night
I kiss you
Behind my closed eyes
When morning comes and starts a brand-new day
It fills me more than words really say
The love that grows
That won’t go slow
Try not show
But the dreams the night-time brings won’t go away
You’re in my arms
You feel so warm
Love-ing you
You’re here in my arms
Holding me tight
Asleep at night
I need you
Holding me so tight
But when morning comes and starts a another day
You still fill my thoughts in every single way
I try not show
But It won’t go slow
This love that grows
And the dreams the night-time brings are here to stay
Behind closed eyes
All through the night
I love you
Behind my closed eyes
I dream of you
Can dreams come true
I hope so
Cos I dream of you
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Posted: Nov 2019
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The Joys Of The Swnging LifeStyle
The Swinging LifeStyle will not help a failing relationship, thou is very healthy for committed lovers who have grand friendships with each other.
My second wife introduced me to the wonderment, magick and delight of s*xual SWINGING, 44 years ago, as she enjoyed the LifeStyle before we met. Bad girls and boys often become Wonderfully Bad Girls and Boys. Had many Wonderful experiences thou life and once tasting that Very Sweet NECTOR of life it does not leave the blood nor the Soul. Watching my mate luxuriate and deliciously pleasuring herself (and me) having wild, passionate, guilt free sex play with others really excites me, turns me on, brings me very close to her in my heart, in my Soul and always REINVENTS our love. The MORE you enjoy YOURSELF the MORE I ENJOY myself!! In my minds eye swinging honors, serves and acknowledges your partner and your relationship in a very real special loving way. Hours of swinging sex is like a two week vacation! Love all the SKIN, the DIZZLING visuals, the NAUGHTY and Delicious sounds, the special TASTES and Flavors and ALL the WONDERFUL and UNIQUE scents! Then going home to make serious, deep, sloppy love play and TO TASTE what we just shared.
The memories created are most awesome.
My second wife introduced me to the wonderment, magick and delight of s*xual SWINGING, 44 years ago, as she enjoyed the LifeStyle before we met. Bad girls and boys often become Wonderfully Bad Girls and Boys. Had many Wonderful experiences thou life and once tasting that Very Sweet NECTOR of life it does not leave the blood nor the Soul. Watching my mate luxuriate and deliciously pleasuring herself (and me) having wild, passionate, guilt free sex play with others really excites me, turns me on, brings me very close to her in my heart, in my Soul and always REINVENTS our love. The MORE you enjoy YOURSELF the MORE I ENJOY myself!! In my minds eye swinging honors, serves and acknowledges your partner and your relationship in a very real special loving way. Hours of swinging sex is like a two week vacation! Love all the SKIN, the DIZZLING visuals, the NAUGHTY and Delicious sounds, the special TASTES and Flavors and ALL the WONDERFUL and UNIQUE scents! Then going home to make serious, deep, sloppy love play and TO TASTE what we just shared.
The memories created are most awesome.
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Posted: Sep 2019
About this poem:
After more than 40 years of Swinging I learned a new term a couple of weeks ago, referred to as ‘Stags and Vixens’, which involves watching your partner have sex with another person. Couples who practice Stag and Vixen fantasies are not, however, automatically polyamorous or open. Stags and Vixens often only have sex this way in pre-arranged situations, having negotiated their boundaries and when they are both present. Most Stags and Vixens would still consider it cheating if their partner had s*xual contact with someone else without discussing it first. WHICH IS WHAT I HAVE BEEN DOING FOR ALL THESE YEARS.Poems entered on these pages are copyrighted by the authors who entered them. They cannot be reproduced without the author's written consent. © Copyright 2001-2024. All rights reserved.
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