Naughty Poems |
I Think You Know...
Stunted singers sad impressions Pale compared to the rigid flame Horizons deep and low, fluorescing Strung with lamps that lead to nowhere Pain is something, out there, waiting Stealing pleasure, consuming joy An empty warmth or bed of razors There is no camp with peace tonight Tensions telling, tying tongues Down ......
Written on 05/10/2008 |
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The Dream C 1986
The DreamHer hair is colored as the golden raysAs the shining of the springtime sunHer beauty dose fill all my daysAs she smiles and whispers, We shall have fun.Her eyes the blue of the azure seasThey sparkle with laughter and a touch of teaseSpread all about, her golden hairFrames her face ......
Written on 05/10/2008 |
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The Last Chance
Do I say what is on my mindDare myself to seek out and findAct on thoughts that I've kept hiddenEven if some might think they're forbiddenWhy must I settle for lessjust because I can't express what's in my heart, my deepest desirethe thoughts alone set my soul on fireIf I could ......
Written on 05/10/2008 |
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Taste The Heat
I see the sound of your breathingthe ebb and flow of your airfeeding the soul I glimpse through your eyes.I hear the silence of your heartbeatthe rhythmic pulsing of your skinbeating against the faint tickle of my fingers.I smell the sight of your wetnessthe glistening dew drops theredrawing my restless imagination ......
Written on 05/10/2008 |
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Sunrise Of My Mind
When day is donedarkness becomesmy escape from those things that bind.When dreams replacemy wakeful spaceI see the Sunrise of my mind.I crave its heatthat warmth so sweet--a wonderful, refreshing find.It soothes my souland makes me whole--that blessed Sunrise of my mind.Its light inspiresmy deep desiresand causes my spirit to shine.It illuminatesmy ......
Written on 05/10/2008 |
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Until The Next Night
I went to the worst barshoping to getlaidhoping to dissociatesex fromfeelingwanting to separatelust fromloveand it workedfor atimethe women wereeasyall it took wasa kindworda finger strokeabove theelbowa twinkle inmy eyea beer orthreethey went with mewithout knowingmewent with me tothe nearestmotelhotelfor anonymousmeaninglesssexpassion was missingamid the smell oftobaccoamid the smell ofalcoholamid the slurred speechamid ......
Written on 05/10/2008 |
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