Pagan Paul

Mar 2019

Edmund black

As the evening blues
Makes its presence known
With calling attention,
Undeniably you’re my therapy
And my favorite pain
I could always feel the magic
In your seductive smile ,
When the night takes flight
On dreams painted with love
With strokes of desire
Lust ,love regardless
As the heat rising
Adrenaline in my veins
I Forever and more crave
For your soft sweet torture
Like a kiss from a Rose
Your sweet and sour kind of love
My desperate kind of love
That has me torn in pieces
Soft sarcastic kiss
Soft spoken lies
Soft magical moments
Soft sweet fragrance of love
Soft lips Stem with thorns
Makes my poetry bleed
Flowers and rain
Laughter and pain
I may fall, I may fly
Still, Forevermore Long for the touch of your sweet lips
Breathing against my flesh as we dance the evening blues
Into the promise of the morning, joy….
Lust , love regardless
You’re independently mine as I am yours ……...

Mar 2019

Karijinbba

Speak to me sweetheart

Nothing hurts me more deeply,
then your
physical silence
and
indifferent
absence
so dead calm
not knowing
if you're living
or colder
in your grave

Speak to me
darling
I love you so.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
By: Karijinbba
All rights reserved

Indifference as cold
as forgetting
an absent loved one
a painful un necessary tactic of "less is more"
in the solitary life
of a precious lover
left behind. Hate me
I beg you,your rancor hurts me less then being forgotten!( Revised comment 03-22-19)

#speak #dead #calm #hurts #indifference #sweetheart #absence #physical

Pagan Paul Mar 2019

Somewhere In The Night

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And then you were there
your presence touched my dream
I recoil at the beauty of it
unfamiliar with the feeling of love,
I feel your confused hurt
and wish you would withdraw
and wish you would stay
because the emotion scares me,
somewhere, somewhere in the night.

And then you were there
your fingers brushed my skin
I recoil at the softness of it
unfamiliar with the touch of fondness.
I see your confused hurt
and wish your eyes would laugh
and wish your eyes would cry
because your heart calls to me,
somewhere, somewhere in the night.

And then you were there
and then you were not,
and I yearn to find you,
somewhere, somewhere in the night.

© Pagan Paul (19/03/19)

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#poetry #romance #love #wishfulthinking

Mar 2019

Edmund black

Confusion

You know ,
Confusion is a clear
Symptom of abuse.
Healthy relationship
Are always clear
Like the deep blue sky
on a sunny day.

You always know
Where you stand
Like the deep blue sea ,
You do not waver

Yes, it is not always
Easy to let go
But
You’ve got to find a way
To let people go
And
Institutions that bring
Confusion in your life

Pruning is necessary to maintain a healthy relationship Often times a healthy relationship comes, not in the addition but in the editing. #pruned #growth