Prose Poems (414)

Existence is infinite
With limitless possibilities
Though life exists
For just a flash
Are we bounded by time?
Or limited by physical reach?
Stimulate my mind the best way you can
Play with my passion the best way you can
Love is limitless if ignited with a spark of lust
Without spontaneous ‘one-night-stand’ you’d gather dust
Once in a while forget everything
Be nasty as no rules exists at such times
Do trust in love to touch extreme
Do taste the rawness of desire
Do make each feel hungry
A path begins from each other’s body

Culminating to the awareness of each other’s soul.

We are Gods & Goddesses here

We are fire here

We are Water here

We are air here.

Filled with desires

Drunk in passion

Love in our eyes

Trapped in a world which has been unfair to us.

We are made of flesh

Mixed with chemistry of feelings

A lusty chemical reaction that explodes into our universe

Do make love free from gravity

With each breath and with each stroke

Time expand into eternity

This is a demonic vibe

Meant to lick and bite

I see you are titillated

Legs spread

Thanks for pink invitation

Feeling so warm

Slurping your cunni

Your love juices

Go soul deep in me

I know you feel me

We ride the same wavelengths

Is your wild cat purring yet?

Wet from my intentions

My minions go to work

With greedy hungry fingers

They plunge into your pie

lapping at your mind

Feeding off your intellect

They convey your darkest fantasies

A reel to reel of you and I

mmm I lick, swirl and taste your bud

You’re heavy with nectar

I slow down now

You’re about to c*m

I want this to be an otherworldly seduction

So hold up baby not so fast

I slurp-up your nipple

Then proceed to please

your climax builds as I touch your soul

we commingle

Riding the sensual waves

Lady love in full bloom

We touch the celestial skies

The divine and dark

The oldest magic of them all

Bring you to the brink

On the back of ecstasy's wings

You begin to pulsate

a little shaken I hold you

While we experience sex

The way it should be ….

Solace for our Souls


Fresh nectar is sweeter at dawn...

Sitting on my face…I'm aroused by her lovely scent

Her wetness is like a morning dew

Making my tongue hungrily

Savouring flavours of her pink pearl

Merging are our souls…. at sunrise

She's such a freak!

There’s no excitement like the chance of getting caught

I'm down her throat
My two fingers tickling and she releases juices
My car seat is the best place in the world for now....

I hold her hair while she gets me deep-in
she’s excited to get me climaxed

In my car
My rock hard d*ck receiving awesome completion
while I'm nervously looking around... afraid of getting caught..

In my car parked right in front of her house ...

Je regarde impuissant des vidéos de la France.. ma France.. debout... en proie aux flammes.. à genous.. en larmes..
Je regarde impuissant les nouveaux rois élus se vautrer sans honte dans les excès que le pouvoir leurs accordent... et le mépris qu'ils ont de leur peuple...
Je regarde impuissant des femmes, des hommes, des personnes agées voire des enfants devenir les victimes des violences policières alors que ces gens ne réclament que justice, droiture et le rétablissement d'une morale politique depuis longtemps devenue une plaisanterie...
Je regarde impuissant, ici même, la censure gouvernementale faire fi des droits de chacun d'exprimer une opinion qui n'est pas celle de ceux au pouvoir...
Je regarde impuissant la France, pays des droits de l'homme, du code civil, de Hugo, Zola, Jaurès, Rabelais, Montesquieux, Descartes, Voltaire, Diderot et tant d'autres écrivain, philosophe, reporteur d'un temps, d'une époque devenir une dictature au service des lobbies, des grands groupes, des banques et des marchés financiers...
Je regarde impuissant notre devise qui hier encore inspira d'autres nations, maculée de sang aux facades de nos lieux publiques... liberté mon cul... égalité mon cul... fraternité.. la votre peuple de France n'est plus à remettre en question.. mais à quel prix? Celui du sand, de la violence.. et de la honte... la votre Mesdames et Messieurs du gouvernement..
Je regarde impuissant ce gouvernement aux relents facistes et néo-nazis se rire de mes soeurs et mes frères, battus par le système, accablés de dettes.. avec des fins de mois difficiles qui commencent dès le premier de chaque mois...
Je regarde tout ça.. impuissant car trop loin pour vous rejoindre dans ce combat... du fond de cet exile que je me suis choisi... parce que la France, ma France est devenue une moquerie démocratique et une farce économique dont je ne voulais pas.. ou plus précisemment ne pouvais financièrement pas m'offrir...
Je regarde.. tout ça.. impuissant... et des larmes coulent parce que même loin, même trop loin mon coeur appartient à jamais à la France...
Et mon âme à jamais portera ses couleurs.. bleu... blanc... et si rouge aujourd'hui du sang que vous Monsieur Macron, du fond de votre vie de luxe financée par les impots directs, indirects, hausses en tout genre que vous, comme maint de vos prédécésseurs, avez voulu afin de vous offrir une vaisselle de roi pour vous restaurer galamment cependant que votre peuple crève de faim...
Je suis un gilet jaune.. je suis de ceux qui demande, qui exige votre démission.. la votre comme celle de votre gouvernement..
Je suis un gilet jaune.. et je vous emmerde..

Noontime whistle atop the volunteer fire station
awakens every motorcycle within the radius
repurposing every decibel left over since the big bang
Traffic lanes tighten but keep on moving
the venturi sets empty cups to rolling, with straws still stuck in
whatever
And because some students have cars and cars have tires
a man in hi-viz vest tugs and strains on a 4-way wrench
another friday night oops to support the local economy
His fee will be proportionate to the squeal of stubborn lugs
if the Judge was involved, well then he or she's invoicing too
whatever
No net effect on unlimited data plans
point of sale pizza, flavored vapes, or bedbug powder
Nearest damn salt water beach a good five hour drive
south by southeast in this case
seldom is that considered that do-able from here
local law enforcement barely lets the kids breathe anyway
lucky enough swim in a few nearby mud ponds
or get to finish their courses here
whatever
A lot of apparatus is in place to keep things green
apart and away and unresponsive to rural towns brown
A million congrat's to Yale and Harvard, these; the other
hallowed halls of long-term planning across and threw-outs
this big ol' land o' ours
A quick hundred years having opted in
and cannibalize their own
Voracious appetite can be surgically corrected
absent anesthesia
however which and
whatever
Most of the cups have been squashed by now
the lids and straws need more running over
the yin and yang for not picking them up
The calendar keeps traffic moving
retail supply rolls 24/7
boardrooms collect the stat's

With a broken heart I say to you
You will remain with me in spirit in whatever I do
I wish that I had the chance to say goodbye
But I hope that your soul is floating in the heavenly sky
To protect and guide me
To open my eyes and let me see
That life is too short
Holding grudges and bad feelings we should abort
We must extend our hand to those we love
Knowing that saying sorry is tough
But it will open hearts for forgiveness
And clear from our lives sadness
I hope that you will hear me calling your name
Saying that without you, life will never be the same
We didn’t often connect but I always loved you
Regardless of what you had to do
Please, forgive me if I ever hurt your feeling
While with trivial issues we were dealing

In the stillness of my decay
What is left of yesterday
Things that won’t fade away
The last of those sunny days
Turning slowly into grey

In the night of my loneliness
Moonlight shares a sweet caress
Once was life is emptiness
The nest in the meadow cress
Empty now and in distress

In the gloom of a dreary day
In the drench of soaking spray
Puddles my thoughts in clay
The lake that surrounds the quay
Solemn I am its tranquil bay

In the silence of the past
A question I could have asked
A memory that also passed
But one I still holdfast
One that will always last

In the stillness of my decay
What is left of yesterday
Things that won’t fade away
The last of those sunny days
Turning slowly into grey

There once was a cat,
that sat in a hat,
and hid himself from view.

With head down low,
he was in the know,
the yapping dog was due.

Day after day,
dog wanted to play,
and would chase him around and around.

So quiet as a mouse,
cat hid in the house,
hoping he wouldn't be found.

It had happened for years,
and the cat was in tears,
his nerves frayed right to the end.

And once as a kitten,
he'd even been bitten,
the injury took ages to mend.

But this day was the last,
it was a thing of the past,
the dog he'd see not again.

For his owner and him,
and the hat with the trim,
were tomorrow all moving to Spain.

I am a little insect
and I've just grown some wings
but what I wish I really had
is something sharp that stings

For flying up in the air
seems dangerous to me
with wasps and hornets up there
and the buzzing bumble bee

I've got nothing to protect me
from their nasty bites
I'm very ill equipped my friends
to get involved in fights

So I think I will stay down here
among the worms and bugs
They seem a much more friendly lot
especially the slugs

I joined this site to meet a man
who I could love and he could
love me

Unfortunately I've yet to
meet a serious guy
who I could cherish
and revere and we could
share our lives together
good and bad, to lift each other up...…


Where is this illusive guy?
My standards are quiet high I know;
Though not an Adonis do I crave
just someone, loving, caring too

Because that's what I will do
There must be someone out there
But when I do not know
But patience is a virtue
so, I'll try to hold on tight
and hope that soon I'll meet
The guy that's Mr. Right!!

Phoenix54 dated 13/09/2018