Set off by a stiff wind blown
Zoned in on frames of mindAs from out of nowhere, it consumesBurning questions of time 2bMusic wafting in ears of intendedCaught by surprise or reminiscentSuspended in animation, whippingSipping on glimpses of love schematicsProtracted in exact angles in form of unionsNo longer waiting patiently to release…..Heat from the feat of lovers potionExposed and broken from hands at 10 and 2Still this time is right at least twice a daysAs lovers play on automatic, digital synchronicityComplicity is bit from lips, touched on tonguesAs moans emit echoes in co-conspiracyDelivery……is wet and soooooo appetizing…..As moon is arising, matching a sun settingMidnights of purple passions ablaze in jungle heatBeating rhythmically on top of and inbetween sheets…Discreet hushing of uncontrollable adrenaline rushingQuickening participants improvements in movementsExposing circadian primal rhythmic feeding………As the law of opposites is broken down by a needing…..BODY CLOCK
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mrmelody7 says: Between the sheets, you got it going on 2b2bsure |
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2b2b2 says: Thanks for "peeking" between them sheets mrmelody7.....ONE |
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royale jones says: as always apleasure reading and becoming engulfed in the tangle of poetry placed on the page from you jus t pure art thank you for keeping it flowing bruh beautiful piece had me thinking of calling the wify for a quick one lol! |
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The Immortal Wize says: This is some hot stuff...you killin em! |
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2b2b2 says: Thanks comrades royale jones |
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love_supreme says: D*mn, that is that other level writing. Excellent write. |
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2b2b2 says: thanks much latin_lover |
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Ice Breakers in Love (haiku)
Supple lips murmur Whispered in cries of reverb Honey just broke wind  |
Yessss (Saturday's Haiku)Sun scenes arrival Silhouettes in pirouette We left the night lit. |
Hearts' for RentApart meant for One to grow. Old to new, surely beginnings ensue. When a heart is broken in two Goods were stolen or borrowed.
Maybe it was a forced eviction Depictions tried by a court of public opinion Love financed, as payments were missed Our last kiss was an unexpected parting shot
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That TingleXmas past, future presents De-vote comes out in polls of time To remind, what’s fine and sweet as candy Palates dry, so the suck is sensuous Taste buds of love, come alive…..like sugar babies’ Bursting seams of a dream, breathes into being Sudden symphonies in amorous choruses serenade Closed caption, like headphones for erogenous only The ticket to ride was for VIPs exclusively enthralled Alert and paying attention, yet still caught by surprise For those caterpillars slow walking and gliding in motion Suddenly alas, the magic potion of commotion releases butterflies |
Requeim of US
Caught up in glitz and glitter Allegiance pledging, crossing hearts Heads in love, under blue skies above Stars and stripes, flipped for times of strife In concerto believing in striving fantasies in Isles of Manz
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Passion gathers atop such a mount of heighten heights Storm clouds come closer, threatening delight Reality crashes the atmospheric instance like twilight Sunshine and reign battle to the death, what a fright The shine heads higher just as the brow frowned its crown
The battle is over as there is no winne... |
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I am consumed in a revelry of rapture Just imaging the closeness of promised embrace I race thru daze of nights and daze of days Return to me sweet queen, return ephemeral at least
Lest, I so travel to you love, ever so discreetly Closer to thee, yet unable to touch you physically Your stature I vision, waiting for&nb... |
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