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Poetry challenge: Use the last line first

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Or your lament
Shall be sung in the halls, loudly
As it is found
That your prowess, proclaimed so proudly

Was all for naught
And merely a boasting blather
Which, when tested
Was found to not really matter
Was found to not really matter
As at the beginning
And then the end
We both became unbound

Searching for answers to lead our way
Our questions clouded the view
So we left to others to light the path
Finding they only took us back
Finding they only took us back
home has made Jack
to just sit tight
and wait 'til night.

Then, we saw him standing outside
and could not hide
the naked bod
of one such god.

That made me and Jennifer get
naked and let
us each ride this
big rod of his.
Finding they only took us back
Where we tried removing our masks
But the sight offended
Still we pretended
Smiling with knifes that glint like ice
Smiling with knifes that glint like ice
Calculating moves - emotional chess
Who will manage the first 'check'
Foes in this game to outguess

Can we not pass by this war
Uniting ourselves in peace accord?
So that evermore we'll be
In blissful harmony adored
In blissful harmony adored
With thoughts of happiness
Unimagined
A glow unable to diminish

Hold my hands
And touch my heart
Say not the words
Let me sing them myself
Let me sing them myself
Those songs of pain and remorse.
Such feelings engendered by heartbreak
I know not, so cannot endorse

Let the emotion of love
Fill my heart before I grow old.
At least let me out of the cellar
It's dark and the floor is so cold.
It's dark and the floor is so cold.
E're the fire attains its blaze
Cuddled in soft, fluffy throws
Awaiting those warming rays

Bodies so tightly entwined
No clothes hinder hands from wan'dring
The fire grows moment by moment
As our next moves we're pondering

Lips on lips stay welded
Legs drift eagerly apart
Fingers slip inside each other
Fueling each racing heart

Radiant heat from the fire
Warms skin now completely exposed
While lustful heat from inside
Sends pleasures spiraling transposed
Sends pleasures spiraling transposed
Upward beyond the hold of the globe
For all we may ever know
Perhaps a new star in the sky
The leavings of that burst from below
The leavings of that burst from below
Waft on the following breeze
It's bad, passers-by let me know
As they gag and then fall to their knees.

I give them an innocent smile,
Tip my hat in a jaunty greeting
But they say "Jeez Rob, that is vile,"
"What the fuck were you eating?"
"What the fuck were you eating?"
A line that will be hard to use
In any sultry or lustful verse
As wracking my brain I muse

No imagery of sensual dance
Nude bodies clinging together
Bursts forth from that dangling line
It just flops there altogether

Cuddling bare in front of the fire?
No, no help gained there, whatsoever.
Fingers seeking openings hot?
Oh my - from THAT running forever!

So let it lie shall be my choice
And eradicate it from my mind
I'll dwell on more sensuous thoughts
And leave that one behind
Don't you mean 'behind' instead of 'bechine'?
And leave that one behind
'Tho with anguish we do part
Steered to separate paths
By tugging upon the heart

But perhaps adventures novel
Await us as the Earth turns
And as the circle's endless
Perhaps together to return
Perhaps together to return
To where the others now reside
A place devoid of space and time
A vapid presence of the mind

Or better to keep our pace
Free of footsteps that lead the way
Where every breath breaks a barrier
And all your senses become divine
And all your senses become divine
Sharpened with thought of goal in reach
Thinking, quickly, "You are mine"
Actions then require no speech

Touches, gentle, begin to fall
Then urgency o'retakes and beckons
Spiraling in a kaleidoscope world
Where hours seem just as seconds
I’ll await your return
Like I always do
Sitting and waiting
And looking for you
But will you return?
Probably not
Am I surprised?
Nah, it happens a lot
So many times I ask you why
Not even just a hello
Or even goodbye
But two can be stubborn
You know I’ll never quit
Still waiting for you
And once again here I sit
Just the way I’m suppose to be
Just the way I’m supposed to be,
So at times I wonder why you don’t see
That though I care there is confusion in me
I strive too see where life will take me
But dare I climb both limbs of the tree?
Is this the way I am suppose to be?
Should run away and hide,
Because I suck at saying goodbye?
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Because I suck at saying goodbye?
Is that the only reason why
I slink away from gatherings
Or, unannounced, will cut the strings?

I say "I'm just going out for milk"
And other ruses of that ilk.
Lest I see your broken heart
I serruptitiously depart.

You may think that I'm the worst
To get my abandonment in first.
But I'm Houdini of devotion
The escapologist of emotion.
The escapologist of emotion
unable to provide complete devotion
because everything has become jaded
my memories haunt me
but still I struggle to become free
realizing that the only thing worth fighting for
is true love, but does that even exist?
in a world that's become destructive and hollow
gradually I get pulled into the darkness
only to hope that I'll eventually be blinded by some light.
Only to hope that I’ll eventually be blinded by some light
but which light do you choose to see
bright light with false hope
True light which holds all truth
which light do you choose
You will know the truth by choosing the right light
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You will know the truth by choosing the right light
What light is that though?
The red flashing traffic light
that signals a screeching hault
or perhaps the light of a thousand candles in the night
I only see impending winters darkness
so I tightly wrap my arms around the glowing moon
as she tells me she needs to be free.
As she tells me she needs to be free
And flutters like a moth to me
But seductive is the neon glow
With flashing bulbs and lighting show
But the light of truth is hard to see
When confusion reigns like and endless sea
How does she choose the flashing love anew
When her heart is embraced in a love so truth
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One old and one anew
The hip-replacement surgery's through
Laugh at me darling, if you must
But feel rejuvenated thrust.

And lasix for my failing eyes
Let's me appreciate your thighs
Luxuriant hair upon your shoulder
This plug-job stopped me looking older

And when it's time, I take a pill
A little blue Sildenafil
Then I know that you will feel
The vigor of my hip of steel

Our boomer bodies age and creak
And limit the release we seek
But modern medical advances
Certainly improve our chances.
Certainly improve our chances.
Does technology as it moves along
With new medical advances
To fix those things which have gone wrong

But - what's the future of this path
With replacements and enhancements?
Complete virtual bodies, new
In coupled virtual entrancements?

Will our beings flow along the lines
Traversing the entire globe?
Will sexual satisfaction flow
Through implants in a lobe?

Ah, for now we'll keep the flesh
Renewing and oft aiding
Wondering if we will enmesh
In a virtual world unfading
In a virtual world unfading
by any outside means, one would
be able to see a nude
woman and her clone look
at each other just
before they each
get anal
fucked by
you.
In a virtual world unfading
At least, till the batteries die,
I try my hand at persuading
But, baby, you never comply.

"Show booty!" My plaintive entreaty
Falls upon unheeding ears
And you ain't fooling me, sweetie,
With occasional stock-photo rears.

Sexting can be stimulating
But then we build up resistance
And I'm not really masturbating
But I might, with visual assistance.

Your mind is hotly inventive
You have sapiosexual appeal.
With a photo as cyber incentive
Virtual trysts become real.
Virtual trysts become real.
Evolving slowly over time
Casual laughter dies away
As true feelings begin their climb

A picture - it is all you ask
Should I e're be so bold
Perhaps it's been already sent
And you've just not been told

But, I know the path of things:
"Booty" then "boobs" then more
Perhaps a full-body pict
With my clothes upon the floor smile