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I will write a poem ... tonight and tomorrow
When you read it ... you will know it's for you
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I will sing a love song ... tonight and tomorrow
When you hear it ... you will know it’s for you
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I will paint my love ... tonight and tomorrow
When you see it ... you will know it’s for you
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I will make a new recipe ... tonight and tomorrow
When you taste it ... you will know it’s for you
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I will keep my heart beating ... tonight and tomorrow
When you feel it ... you will know it’s for you
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I will be lively, lovely, trustworthy
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I will be happy, hearty, heavenly
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tonight and tomorrow
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When you meet me
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You will know ... I am for you
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It is boring, it’s sad! – not a soul who'll lend hand
At a time of emotional mishap...
Desires ... what’s use to desire forever in vain?
While years roll by - and best years at that!
To love – whom to love? – Flitting love is such waste,
Love forever - impossible thing...
If you look close inside – there’s no trace of the past,
Every joy and torment, every thing is so mean.
And of passions I’ll say – sweet disorder they bring
That will vanish with time at a bidding of mind.
And our life, if you look with cold judgment at it
Nothing much seems to be, foolish jest, mere farce!

she excites the life out of me
vibrant and sexy, she moves like lightning
flashes of energy, jolting my eyes
dancing in moonlight, lighting the skies

she ignites the world around me
arousing and lively, she shines like sunrises
glowing with grace, beaming with passion
heart full of light, her energies flashin'

she uplifts the soul within me
inspiring movement, she breathes like the wind
fully inhaling, filling her core
receiving this love, yet giving much more

she inflames the ground beneath me
fiery noonday, she's hot like the desert
magnetic hips, lips drawing me near
while funky drum fire does burn in my ear

It's a woman who has an appreciation
Of the world around her
And of her unique place in it...
If she has energy to devote both to work
And to play....


If she has the capacity to give of herself
And to accept graciously
The gifts of others....
If she has people
She trusts and is trusted by,
People she cares about
Who care about her..
If she has a zest for life
And a feeling of kinship with all living things..
If she has the enthusiasm
To welcome each new day
With warmth
And joy
And love...
Then she is truly a successful woman.

He walked slowly up to her, his eyes never leaving her lips,
They were the colour of a ripe peach, slightly parted and the lower lip was full and pouted softly.

He lifted his eyes to hers and her feelings were playing in her eyes like a movie, he saw the excitement and the slight fear, the sensual rush she felt.

His left hand lifted and glided under her thick hair, closing over the back of her neck, holding her secure, his eyes never leaving hers, his right thumb rubbed softly over her lips, her eye lids grew heavy and the lashes looked long and dark against the soft skin of her cheeks.

He lowered his mouth and slowly licked her lips, she tasted of sweet wine, the rush of her breath teasing him as her eyes flew open, he stared deep into her as he captured her lower lip between his teeth and nibbled gently, she moaned into his mouth.

He crushed her lips bruising them with his, she felt the fire from her bruised lips spread down over her body and she never wanted him to stop, she felt herself shiver and melt like soft butter, his hand the only thing keeping her from sinking into a puddle at his feet.

RIP dod: 9/17/2017

God has a new Angel in Heaven today
Leaving his poetry friends astray
Lost without our Castle leader Café
The knights are sad and the maidens afraid

Café Jim brightened all our days with fun
He also strengthened our Spirits with love
He never judged but treated everyone equally
Giving his friendship and his love freely

Greatly missed in this corner of the world
You were one of God’s rare black pearls
Heaven has gained a wonderful Knight
The Castles up there will surely come alive

To all our loved ones in Heaven watch out above
Café Jim is there now – surround him with love
If you wonder how you might find him up there
Look for an Angel with a Halo slightly bent over his ear

Love - Godprincess and all your friends at CS Poetry Corner
October 1, 2017

It took me a long time to understand,
That true forgiveness comes by, from remembering my past.

To forgive those that have hurt you, and become their friend,
Means, that you are the stronger one, the one who will last, till the end.

To be forgiving, is not weak,
Nor does it mean you are or have to be, humble and meek.

It's love for the right things that you value within,
Because you know, each time you forgive, you become oh so much stronger, deep within.

So how can you forgive and release yourself?
From the pain that others have caused?

Easy.
By remembering,to others, what you have also done.

Eh? Que? I hear you say, but I have not done what others have said!

Haven't you?

Are you really sure?

Noone is perfect, not you nor I,
But in bitterness I REFUSE to die!

I will die with dignity, with LOVE in my heart,
Not hatred and bitterness that can tear me apart.

Don't you want to be strong, and release you? From all the hatred that binds you?

Why live in anger when u can live in love?

TinyPixie

I have been here so very long
It seems like a lifetime to me
But it is not
That will only occur
When all is said and done
There can be no escape
When there are no bars or walls
Or locked doors that cannot
Be opened, when in reality
They do not even exist
But it is torture, just the same
I still feel the barbed wire
That bleeds me
And the demons that haunt me
And tear at my very soul
Only loneliness brings me comfort
As it is my only companion
For I have been abandoned
Sadly, not by you
But by me

Love knows no color
we love with our hearts
love without barriers
we write with our soul
therefore we are artists.

This is a poem
about interracial love
sit back and read it
and learn like Aesop's fables...

She is dark like the night
I am bright as the day
when we are together
we create a radiant light.

She the dark ebony princess
dark against my ivory skin
contrasting the shades of our bodies
we marinate in reality's dreams
stapling our color together
a passion that takes us
to forbidden exotic places.

Our color entangles within our arms
we dance in meadows taboo
we kiss in the tall soft grass
crushing daisies with our naked bodies.

We speak bliss and love with our tongues
a language not even her African ancestors would understand
creating magic in our stolen moments
as our bodies yearn to comfort the other.

Elders before us roll over in their graves in anguish
surprised at a love so sacred and eternal
this bridge between two souls
perhaps could be too painful to witness.

My body electric to her brown crescent moon figure
sparking as I caress with vanilla fingers
into any crater that can be found
satisfying the insatiable desires of our bodies.

After afternoons of tongue and touch
we find safety in our refuge
laying in the ruins of our forbidden pleasures
so snug and serene in our exotic jungle...

Nubian queen
come to your king
your braids
in red, gold and green
may our enemies be scattered
as we pass the desert hours
on this mattress stuffed
with rarest of wild flowers...

Sheba natural mother
bring your skillful talents
your body and hands
only for your king in his tent
you my queen of the moon
skin dark and beautiful as it gleams
queen of the summer
mother of children in my dreams...

I kiss soft skin soft brown fire
biting her anklet chain of gold
goddess in a funereal pyre
I kiss your beautiful feet
Cleopatra, Juliet and Mona Lisa
I kiss your beautiful toes
I kiss them for love and respect...