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Friend

A true friend is a gem.

What is a friend you ask. A friend is near, a friend is dear. They hold you while you cry, and never tell you lies. They're truth, love, and tenderness. They're firm, strong and tell you when you do wrong. They help, they care, they share, they're rare. They're a treasure, a gem, they are there till the end. They don't judge and when mad they don't budge. Good friends are hard to find,...Read On

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Letting Go (Holding On)

The hardest part of love is letting go

I started to let go of you For I knew I couldn't hold on. You kept on walking away from me, Your stride was just too strong. I said goodbye to the times we shared And the memories we made. I watched you grow more distant... I watched our friendship fade. I wiped away my tears for you. I knew they would hurt you to see. I tried to keep a brave face on So that you wouldn't feel guilty. ...Read On

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Fragile and Broken

I never asked

I never asked for anything, I really didn't want you to know. Didn't want a commitment, Wanted to take it real slow. Just wanted for us to talk, To share and to learn. To become friends we could count on Before anything else would burn. I didnt want a week or a month, No, I wanted so much more. Wanted to build something to last. Something we could hold on to. Wasn't...Read On

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A Long Time Of...

Where once the breezes blew, The winds of times now ail, and new storms brew, Standing lonely hours of truth On bed of my lies, (mediocrity at best...) As your eyes of cat deceived me But I paid the price. Isn't that the way fools spin excuses And spots never fade, (maybe stripes...) Leaving the good of my got crying? On bed of my lies, In my new anointed life of deceit,...Read On

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Faith In Love

I'll fall in love again

Broken hearts and open wounds are my reward for love. Holding hands and treasured memories, Causes my heart to soar like a dove. When I am thinking of you, and thinking of me, I know my love was true. But you went new places and saw new faces, And you wanted someone new. So I'll bandage my heart and be on my way, Shedding a tear for the past. It's time to move on...Read On

8

They Said to Me

Heinlein was wrong. Music is a harsh mistress; not the moon

She said to me, “I am leaving you, so you can play music without guilt.” I looked at her, and then I went to play a concert. They said to me, “We are taking away your job; you can’t afford to play music.” I looked at them, and then I went to rehearsal. They said to me,”You haven’t any heat in your house; you can’t afford to play music.” I looked at them, and then I put on a sweater and...Read On

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In the Eye of the Storm

Here you’ll find me, Waiting in the eye of the storm, Here you’ll find me, Waiting because that’s my norm. I hope you bring safety, To keep away the pain, I hope you bring safety, Because alone I can’t take the strain. Maybe I’m wrong, Maybe I’m right, Maybe I’m wrong, Help me through the night. I beg you give love, Because I’m running low, I beg you give love, I can’t...Read On

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Our time

Time spent together, shared in the most intimate way. Words themselves fail to capture their full meaning. In an ideal world we are all that we can be here for each other. Miles apart, closer in my heart than I had expected. It crept up on me so subtly, and pierced my inner self. Shattering all, it was a drastic realisation. The idea of love came to me and I felt each sharpened...Read On

Kisses I send You

So happy you're back

I was feeling so sad when you left But today you came back There's no more stress Our love can get back on track To see that you logged on Knowing your departure wasn't me You're here now and not gone My heart and soul filled with glee We're bound by a virtual connection My love for you is real I love to shower you with affection Our love is surreal Cyber love by keystrokes Dreams...Read On

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I See Her

Inspired by today's trip

Loading up my camper Looking at my bed I see her Moving down the highway My mind now flowing free I see her Canyons attract my gaze Chaos combined with beauty I see her Mountains loom around me Mysteries hidden in them I see her Dark Clouds on the horizon Depth beyond my vision I see her Raindrops upon my windshield Reminding me her wetness I see her Wind blows...Read On

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Other

I am your lover You insignificant other Your plaything, your muse, your toy Ravage me with your words Devour me with your hands Make me give in to your every demand What you don't get from her you can take from me Half truths and omissions are the reality of my affair What I was looking to gain I suppose is somewhat unfair I long for the affection, to be held, to feel wanted I...Read On

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Lust is not forever

His breath against your lips, hands interwoven, ankles together. Skin burning against skin, You can forget just for a moment. Your past falls away, you are scar free You can ignore the whole world And the life that awaits you after you leave his bed Instead, there is just this gentle kiss His cologne is all you smell, his lips are all you taste His skin is all you feel, brushing against...Read On

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Attraction Divine

Rays of long blonde curls Scent of sweet perfume Attraction followed distraction Drowning in blue almonds Butterfly in tummie whirls Lust contracting womb Her fingers taking action Sliding through my Venus highlands In union tongues twirl Weir of lust torn down Flooding fingers in reaction Glistening like diamonds Hungry tongue ready to unfurl Head disappears under her gown...Read On

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Thorn

Our lust once divine Our love still a treasure Our souls for ever as one Our beings each others support I want you to be mine I crave for your pleasure I lied, your lust undone I fucked up, my life cut short You I want to enshrine You were my Zephyr You I see moving on You I no longer want to distort My feelings thorn to twine My being wanting closure My mind urging its all foregone ...Read On

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Love's last quatrain

Occasionally, even little pigs may recognise pearls amid their sty

I built a poem from Lego bricks Perfection! Not a hole to fix Each room I filled with emptiness Each plastic rhyme with hopelessness * Hey, lover! (who builds poems from sticks) I built a poem from Lego bricks He read, his face - a doleful mask - Proclaimed I had not met the task * 'To beat the wolves, my lover dear Do more than to the rules adhere I built a poem from...Read On

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How to Care for a Rose

In bloom.... for now.

A rose should not be awake to hear crickets and the rustle of Midnight's breeze as rain drops dance on leaves and eaves In the quiet moments you can hear a whisper But then it's gone but not forgotten A rose she needs things she's really just a shrub lucky enough to have beautiful moments between dying and death She needs room to breathe yet such tender care Leave her too long ...Read On

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Only Words

I love how only words can transform the mind and emotions

Only Words II People say they are only words, nothing more, Author, Poet Yet, you capture my heart and transport my mind with those verbs and nouns you spew so freely, your adjectives painting the grandiose or sublime. To love-drenched beaches and torture-dungeons alike I readily go with you without fear, stranger. You lift my spirit one day and drown my soul the next, fill me...Read On

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Day Dreaming

I'm sitting looking at my lap top, But yet not really seeing it. My mind is racing through The many conversations we've had. Some long and Some just a hello, how are you. I've only known you a short time. Yet it seems like I've known you forever. We met by pure accident, Or yet was it meant to be. We became friends instantly And began to chat every day. Some conversations were serious,...Read On

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Thoughts

She needs to be held, Feel protected and safe, Like she matters, Is treasured by him. She wants to be seen, To be heard, understood, Her feelings respected, Not made to feel guilty for them. She longs for his desire, To share passionate kisses, Tremble for him As he enjoys her body. She tries to please him, Make him happy, even proud, But she can only be herself, Anything...Read On

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The Many Faces of Look

We look with our eyes but see with our mind.

The Many Faces of Look There is the look that you get when you are bad Then when you are good too There is the look you get when you are sick Then when you are feeling great There is the look that you get at night Then the look in the morning There is the look on your lover face when making love Then when you are cuddling afterwards There is the look you get when...Read On

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14 February 2012

for a special person who knows who she is

A new year rolled around And tomorrow it’s time To send a little note; Maybe something in rhyme. That I love you, you know; You have known all the time. Do I dare to believe You’d be my Valentine? ...Read On

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Outside

Thinking about the world outside while being in bed with his love.

Outside, people sweat and cannot sleep; and far away, bones grow thin and weak and gums bleed; and, always, somewhere, men are fighting just to keep the dirt they live on, their friends, and the chance to smile; and everywhere, at night, men and women cry and curse the day and ask in darkness; is it better to live like this or die? But when I look into your face, a smile swells in...Read On

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The Power Of Conversation

Having that talk isn't always the best thing

The power of conversation Who needs a church Love and lust Doesn't always work I explain That I've felt rejected Now you hate That you neglected The love I feel I put down in rhyme But I've established Maybe is no longer mine? I don't know I think its over Can it work now You were my four leaf clover It's one sided Is what I told you You hated yourself ...Read On

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Your Hands

The light from the stereo fights the darkness. Music? Anything will do. It isn't meant to entertain, merely to muffle my cries from the neighbor with her ear to the wall. The thought of your hands is maddening. I crave them beyond all reason. The feel of them on my breasts, kneading, pulling, twisting, pinching as pain and pleasure become indistinct. Your hands, demanding access, prying open...Read On

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Ocean's Roar

Gazing at the shore Above the ocean's roar I look upon the moon And long for her once more Waves go rushing in I see her face again And wonder if she'd change My loss into a win It's doubtful now I know Still I did love her so But feelings fade to gray When loving cannot grow Saltwater mists I feel Near shores that still seem real Without her smile so bright My ship has shown its keel ...Read On

Valentine

Competition Entry - sort of to the point.

Valentine, oh valentine, Your arrival shook, nay massacred my life, I'm eternally joyous now that you, Have become my wife....Read On

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Treaty of Taonga

Because the dance of words can be as erotic as sex itself..

And I rage for Tino Rangitiratanga How strange it is that I remember a line I read so very long ago. "Bees in Mykanos hum in a minor chord" And I am still here in this unsteady place of ebony water and bull kelp. From where I stand with spine to rope, I catch her in the act. Head tossed to a throaty warble- eyes closed- Undisturbed by silence or squall, undisturbed by the...Read On

A Lovely Thing

It wasn't but a lovely thing on porch swing some time ago, when I first held your hand when we were teens and the fireflies wink. Then we went steady and you wore my class ring,  many springs ago at the prom  listening to Johnny Cash. It wasn't but a lovely thing, then you took my name and with champagne we danced, on porch we kissed. And then in winter's snow  you left me...Read On

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Unbroken

We walk towards each other  Tentative in our steps Wondering if we've hurt the other Our hearts have been in such a fret Quiet words are spoken As hearts sadness begins to lift Yesterday my heart was broken Because I thought you'd gone adrift I am sorry, it's my fault Don't be sorry, the fault is mine I never meant to hurt you  The words are are spoke in chime Do you want to...Read On

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Silk

The ties that bind...

It isn’t silk binding your wrists It’s opportunity It isn’t leather around your ankles It’s a welcoming It isn’t a metal bar parting your knees It’s encouragement It isn’t linen arching your back It’s authentication It isn’t cotton pervading your mouth It’s silence It isn’t just suppression It’s cotton saturating your impertinence It isn’t just endorsement It’s...Read On