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Carlo C Gomez Dec 2019
Kicked to the curb
Like yesterday's garbage
Didn't think it could
Get any worse
But even the trash truck
Wouldn't take me
It just rolled on by
  Dec 2019 Carlo C Gomez
Jayne E
when I think of your hands
traversing my body
your breath dusting my skin
and your kisses
constructed of love
dancing
over my lips
my neck
******* thighs belly
traveling between
the valley of my hipbones
finding shelter
in the garden of my ***
I feel my pulse quicken
the tiny hairs on my skin
all stand to attention
and the pull deep in my belly pit
becomes a homing beacon
seeking you out

I want to map your body
with my kisses
set guidelines
with my tongue
navigate you
until
every inch of your being
all your coordinates
are locked forever
in my unconscious mind
so at any given time
I can follow the lines
explore you
discover your hidden wonders
exclaim "eureka!"
and plant the flag of my love
firmly in your heart
you feel like coming home
forever in your arms is
the place I'm meant to be

J.C.
  Dec 2019 Carlo C Gomez
Jayne E
my thoughts have become
non thoughts
since you won my heart
no more
do any thoughts exist
of being touched
by anyone but you
no more
can I even summon
the filamental thread
of imagining another's
lips on my lips
your hands only
now exist
to caress my skin
pull me into
your loving embrace
stroke my cheek
and thread your fingers
through mine
in lovers repose.

J.C. 30/11/2019. 4.44pm
Carlo C Gomez Dec 2019
Our love was like a library
Everything inside us was used
And outdated
We were constantly shutting
Each other up
And when we finally did talk
We discovered ourselves
Long checked out
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