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Love
Darling let me
paint words
in your heart
and etch a poem...
Our passions lie
deep like roots of a tree....
Your sweet embrace is
a calypso....
Kisses are medley
of music in jazz...
Love pours like a poem,
making the heart
warm and cozy....
Our feelings are
painted as a rainbow of petals...
I love to taste the
wine on your lips ....
I love to taste the
erotic fragrance of honey
on your lips ......
I would love to hear
you moan in ecstasy
Oh passion my depth
of heart and soul is for you.
paint words
in your heart
and etch a poem...
Our passions lie
deep like roots of a tree....
Your sweet embrace is
a calypso....
Kisses are medley
of music in jazz...
Love pours like a poem,
making the heart
warm and cozy....
Our feelings are
painted as a rainbow of petals...
I love to taste the
wine on your lips ....
I love to taste the
erotic fragrance of honey
on your lips ......
I would love to hear
you moan in ecstasy
Oh passion my depth
of heart and soul is for you.
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Posted: Dec 2017
About this poem:
It's a description on loveClouds
They are floating bums,
Elegant, picturesque …
And Bumlicious….
Now they are gigantic
Doodles scribbling the
Sky with subliminal poetry…
There I see a guitar
Being plucked,
A breast being suckled…
A lamb being slaughtered,
Like Abraham rendering
Sacrifice…
They are serenading
Like a chorus of singers ….
Melodying an Arpeggio…
They are floating again
Like fiery monsters….
A row birds in flight
Resembles the shape
Of victory ….
Is it a sign of luck …?
I am hopeful too
A weary traveler of
This earth…
Elegant, picturesque …
And Bumlicious….
Now they are gigantic
Doodles scribbling the
Sky with subliminal poetry…
There I see a guitar
Being plucked,
A breast being suckled…
A lamb being slaughtered,
Like Abraham rendering
Sacrifice…
They are serenading
Like a chorus of singers ….
Melodying an Arpeggio…
They are floating again
Like fiery monsters….
A row birds in flight
Resembles the shape
Of victory ….
Is it a sign of luck …?
I am hopeful too
A weary traveler of
This earth…
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Posted: Dec 2017
About this poem:
It's a description about cloudsMoon
Full moon,
Hiding behind the
Veils of a dark witch…
Poetry is a spell of
Thought, of art
Playing with
Shadows of a
Sculpture of
A frozen music…
An enigma of
Time rendering
Abstract halos…
Clouds lighted
By the moon
Are witches
Chanting and dancing…
A seer has opened
His scroll ……
Poems are slowly
Making the moon
Disappear …..
Hiding behind the
Veils of a dark witch…
Poetry is a spell of
Thought, of art
Playing with
Shadows of a
Sculpture of
A frozen music…
An enigma of
Time rendering
Abstract halos…
Clouds lighted
By the moon
Are witches
Chanting and dancing…
A seer has opened
His scroll ……
Poems are slowly
Making the moon
Disappear …..
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Posted: Dec 2017
About this poem:
It's a description about the moonEros
Darling
Let me embrace you
fondly, wrap my arms,
around, hold you
as eternity's poetry......
I love the way you
came into my life......
as a silence,
the way I soak
letters of poems
to write ......
Even though my
body's cold.....
When I read your words....
I become dew melt and
I spread all over like grass.....
How fondly and beautifully
I think of the passion we
could share as we open
hearts and sing our
body's to music
and delicacies.......
Let me embrace you
fondly, wrap my arms,
around, hold you
as eternity's poetry......
I love the way you
came into my life......
as a silence,
the way I soak
letters of poems
to write ......
Even though my
body's cold.....
When I read your words....
I become dew melt and
I spread all over like grass.....
How fondly and beautifully
I think of the passion we
could share as we open
hearts and sing our
body's to music
and delicacies.......
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Dec 2017
About this poem:
It's a poem about passionate love.Love
Darling let me
paint words
in your heart
and etch a poem...
Our passions lie
deep like roots of a tree....
Your sweet embrace is
a calypso....
Kisses are medley
of music in jazz...
Love pours like a poem,
making the heart
warm and cozy....
Our feelings are
painted as a rainbow of petals...
I love to taste the
wine on your lips ....
I love to taste the
erotic fragrance of honey
on your lips ......
I would love to hear
you moan in ecstasy
Oh passion my depth
of heart and soul is for you.
paint words
in your heart
and etch a poem...
Our passions lie
deep like roots of a tree....
Your sweet embrace is
a calypso....
Kisses are medley
of music in jazz...
Love pours like a poem,
making the heart
warm and cozy....
Our feelings are
painted as a rainbow of petals...
I love to taste the
wine on your lips ....
I love to taste the
erotic fragrance of honey
on your lips ......
I would love to hear
you moan in ecstasy
Oh passion my depth
of heart and soul is for you.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Dec 2017
About this poem:
It's a description of love
TWO PETALLED RED ROSE....
Two petalled red rose..!
Using your soft lips as a brush
While wet it in the red lipstick you applied on
The artist called love
Has drawn a two petalled red rose
on my neck…!
By: candleinthewind
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Posted: Jan 2018
Post CommentRain
Grey sullen
face of the sky—
from above there’s
an angry barking of
a dog;
pink sheets are
dashing in and out
as fierce shades of
nature’s lust;
arrows of an
unknown God
are pouring the earth;
the earth is wet
as a sacred whisper,
voices in it are drenched
as poems of metaphysics;
the rain has become soft
now, singing a melodious
beatitude.
face of the sky—
from above there’s
an angry barking of
a dog;
pink sheets are
dashing in and out
as fierce shades of
nature’s lust;
arrows of an
unknown God
are pouring the earth;
the earth is wet
as a sacred whisper,
voices in it are drenched
as poems of metaphysics;
the rain has become soft
now, singing a melodious
beatitude.
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Posted: Jan 2018
About this poem:
It's a description of Rain.Eros
Your book is
Being opened—
I am in rapture of
Its sensuous delicacy…
Your text is a garden
Left in the sanctuary
Of poetic prose;
Yield the letters
Of your meaning to me…
Let me write verses on
Them with mystic adoration.
Being opened—
I am in rapture of
Its sensuous delicacy…
Your text is a garden
Left in the sanctuary
Of poetic prose;
Yield the letters
Of your meaning to me…
Let me write verses on
Them with mystic adoration.
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Posted: Jan 2018
About this poem:
It's a description of erotic love.Moon
White ball radiant
With mysteries
Of mystic space…
A memory of love
Emanates from her
Bosom…
She scatters light
Amongst shadows
Pale shadows glistening…
She embraces the
Dark of the sky
As light’s séance
Of a pulchritude …
There’s music on
Her belly …
Veins of eclectic jazz,
I begin my dark ritual
Witches dance in my head
Like Ghosts from
A sunken grave…
A petal on wings
Strays across the lonely
Sky…
She echoes dreams
From a distant past…
Ancestors awake
From graves and
Pour blessings of mirth…
Clouds glisten
With the nectar of light …
Light falls on trees
And fall in pathos of
Solitude ….
I am fading
Into a dream….
A sweet lullaby
Puts me to sleep.
With mysteries
Of mystic space…
A memory of love
Emanates from her
Bosom…
She scatters light
Amongst shadows
Pale shadows glistening…
She embraces the
Dark of the sky
As light’s séance
Of a pulchritude …
There’s music on
Her belly …
Veins of eclectic jazz,
I begin my dark ritual
Witches dance in my head
Like Ghosts from
A sunken grave…
A petal on wings
Strays across the lonely
Sky…
She echoes dreams
From a distant past…
Ancestors awake
From graves and
Pour blessings of mirth…
Clouds glisten
With the nectar of light …
Light falls on trees
And fall in pathos of
Solitude ….
I am fading
Into a dream….
A sweet lullaby
Puts me to sleep.
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Posted: Jan 2018
About this poem:
It's a romantic description of the moon.Dusk
The sky’s lit oranges …
Birds float in the sky
As a romantic poem…
Clouds are a jazz
Of Abstract sculpture …
The aroma of dusk
Lingers as colorful light…
Sweet breeze kisses
My cheeks like
Buddha in mediation…
The sky is breaking
Into streams, valleys
And hills…
I am floating in
A dream ….
My eyes melt with
Joy ….
I am sedated in art…
Sunset, an ode
To a joyful music…
Lyrics of the sky
Live in the textures of
Love …..
Birds float in the sky
As a romantic poem…
Clouds are a jazz
Of Abstract sculpture …
The aroma of dusk
Lingers as colorful light…
Sweet breeze kisses
My cheeks like
Buddha in mediation…
The sky is breaking
Into streams, valleys
And hills…
I am floating in
A dream ….
My eyes melt with
Joy ….
I am sedated in art…
Sunset, an ode
To a joyful music…
Lyrics of the sky
Live in the textures of
Love …..
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Posted: Jan 2018
About this poem:
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