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 Jun 2019 Pagan Paul
Eloisa
How am I supposed
to touch and kiss you
How am I going
to wrap my arms and legs around you
when you’re one thousand nine hundred eight miles away from the warmth of my bed
I miss you!
 Jun 2019 Pagan Paul
Jayne E
Sweet heart of mine
this is our zenith time
our halcyon days
filled with summer wines
from plump grapes on the vine
embraces most ardent
love taken under the sun
with you my lovely love

****** to Alcyone
your valored love
vanquished with great ease
all storms and high seas
lends peace to these our
passioned fields of adulation
no anchor to set ground
or landfall be found
for all else
but lovely loves love

my soft cheek I did press
to your devoted chest
you nuzzled at embonpoint breast
so tenderly at lovers rest
souls raised lofty on high
incandescent bodies in flight
made from pure golden light
lucent shimmering with bliss
we in union, none sweeter than this
you and I, my lovely love

I surrender, fervently I'm lost
in your deep eyes so intense
burnt amber depths of mercy
feed my soul no relent
bodies vibrant resonate as one
passional energy sparkling
runs through us with ardent intent
our love feels aeons old
never cold and none more bold
than this my lovely love

rolled tumbled tangled by waves
crashed and dashed under again
your body my beacon of shining light
renders me willingly tender your slave
unto you, my lovely love

For no peace can be made,
lest you set my body aflame
at passions peak call out my name,
all my wild fires beg to be tamed,
by you, my most lovely love.

at rest in lovers sweet embrace
body to body now interlaced
all my edged nerves now made still
drenched quenched by your elixir philtre
glistening sweet honeyed drops
dripped on hot skin sated all soft
is all that remains of our tenderest
afternoon filled with lovers delight
your head laid tender upon my breast
our eyes shining with loves light
my most lovely love.

J.C. honey-tiger 30/06/2019.
 Jun 2019 Pagan Paul
Jen
Summer Rain
 Jun 2019 Pagan Paul
Jen
Forest stream,
Peaceful, serene
Trickling beautifully
A song,
In nature's arms
They warm the callus
Wearing on the soul,
Calm the constant
Inner struggle,
This human pain,
Cleansing everything
In summer rain,
Soaked,
Lost in it for just a little while,
Forgetting yesterday,
The present day erases
It all away
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cCp0OSOe4cI
Different people
Characteristics same
The similarities distinctly evident
To the eyes
Evidently hidden
The mind agrees
Challenge
Hidden to be revealed
What’s the deal
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