What is a lover’s embrace? 
There are many definitions 
but I believe that by far 
that best articulation is this. 
It's the type of hug where 
you wrap your arms 
around her waist 
and pull her close and tight 
against you with no space 
betwixt you and her. Flush 
Together with her arms 
Around your neck 
And your forehead 
Against her forehead, 
Lips yearning for the inevitable 
Kiss, but you withhold for 
A moment, enjoying the moment 
Of sharing your presence, 
Bathing in her sweet scent, 
And the feeling of her softness 
Held right up against your chest 
Eyes locked into her starry nights. 
The type of hug you relive for days 
afterward, mind full of every second 
of that moment of connection 
as you breathed in her essence. 
This is the lovers embrace.

How long to forget
A memory?
How I've comforted,
And consoled many.
But for myself there is
Still a vast sea
Of regretful pasts
To conquer and release
For only then,
May I find peace.

I love you.

I love every inch of you. With
Every word that passes your lips,
With every sigh and moan,
My mind goes on a trip.
Meeting you for the first time,
With every syllable I fall in love again.

I love you I do.
But let patience have its due.
Winters settled as I wait for you.
I despise the cold. I have to wrap
In others friendly warmth.
And now you make me blue.
You basked in anothers affection.
Oh Love, you've been to me untrue

Oh, but I love you I do.
If only you'd quit being a **** fool.

I'll soon enough be
Drifting into sleep
And waking in dreamland.
A place where I'm at peace
And can count the grains of sand
And the stars  that spiral
Without a care.
Would you dare
To take my hand in yours
And join the sweet fantasy
That is continuously shifting
Twix illusion and faux reality.
With lights off and eyes shut I
Head into that world ever so
Quickly.

You are love,
Vous êtes inspiration.  
The focus of my heart,  
L'objectif de cet art.  
  
Love. The chocolate of your skin,  
Love. Votre douce voix.  
Loving you could never be a sin,  
Vous rendre la vie le ciel pour moi.
  
With your lips sweet you paint,  
Vous peindre mon âme rose.  
With your love life will always  
la Vie en Rose.

We say, it hurts a little,
When our heart gets broken,
When our trust is lost,
And the world keeps turning.

We cry just a little,
When it gets to be too much
To supress in or hearts
The little hurts that tear us apart.

We get confused and frustrated...
A tiny smudge,
When people don't understand
Us.

It ****** us off just a pinch,
Angers us just a smidge,
We hold on to forgiving
With the strength of finger tips
Right before we give in.
And then we get ******.
Only a second though.
Just a little moment.
Because in the end,
Regardless of whether or not
They understand.
Our sadness is insignificant.
And in the end,
It's just a little.part
Of ourselves.

You
Set me free,
From nightmares
And haunted sleep
Pulled me into your
Ever deep
It's
Ever never land
Up in the clouds
No sight of land
That's why I'm your
Number one fan.
Among the millions
I'm your one man.

Dearest I...
Lovely I....
Wonderous love, try
As I might I can't
Seem to last
When patience is
A part of the equation
And I want you with
No reserve of resistance.
To smell your scent
To drink in the sight,
To burn my fingertips
To taste your high,
Is to want you in every
Single possible manner
And never want to release.
This is why I never want
To ever let you leave.

For a brief moment, he hoped, he prayed that his suspicion turn out false. Only to in the next second, hope and pray that it be confirmed.
He stared hard, his heart beating hard enough to burst, and his mind reeling enough to send him into a coma. And then she turned, deep green eyes immediately burning down the defenses he'd set around his heart just for this moment.
                    
                   It'd been years since he last saw her, and longer still since he'd last heard her voice, since her beautiful visage had graced his eyes. And now the unexpected occurred, and only one thing was in his mind. Almost running, he leapt from his seat and to her, grabbing her arms as though she'd spectre away if he didn't hold her securely, and in that single space of time, and a million years passed.

                     “Hi,” she said, in that special soft voice. The single syllable word was more a breath than a whisper. They both knew that no words could ever express the emotions that each felt, and her jade irises flicked back and forth between his hazel's that burned so intensely into her own. Her greeting had only started the avalanche of freed memories that would flash like bursts of lightning across their mind's eye and after the minute that felt more like a millenia, she suddenly, almost shyly leaned forwards. It took only an instant his lips locked with hers. They used action in the stead of words, and the action matched perfectly what was happening in their hearts. They intertwined, arms finding their proper places, hers around his neck pulling his face down to and against her, and his around her lower waist, pulling her soft yet tight body up against his own so that they were flush and seemed one mass.

            He pulled away and looked into her eyes only to find that she had begun fading into times past. He fell to his knees, reaching for her only to have her move back away from him like the alike ends of a magnet. It was too much for his mind to handle and with a gasp that could push back the darkness of the long winter night he awoke, tears glistening in his eyes and refusing to drop.

She combs and braids my hair,
And I braid my lips and tongue with hers.
She sends me sweet goodnight texts and
I keep her awake for the moon and stars.

My heart become expendable,
Used up to and past the point of being dependable
I have no use except as a pin cushion for all your anger.
My expiration date has long passed overdue and
yet here I am, with my heart falling to pieces,
struggling to pick up the shambles,
my mind a lightning storm as I scramble
to make sense of this deep and eerie sadness.
What can I do to relieve myself of this anxiety
this pain this death,
there are no solutions left
only one question left to ponder.
When did I become your fool?

I want to take you,
to the place you send me at a smile,
at a touch,
at the thought
of your love.
Sweet heaven, head in the clouds
April showers and summer sounds
intoxication
for my tongue
mind constantly on the run
chasing my imagination.
Chasing your reality
Longing for your warmth on me.
Don't you know I wanna to be,
Don't you know I wanna see,
Don't you know I wanna,
Well, a number of things.
Satiate me.

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I want  to take ya,
Aboard my spaceship
For a trip through magic,
See the stars shining up
Close in the heavens

I want to take you dancing.
The way you leave my heart
just from the way you're breathing,
From they way your defying gravity
pulling me up high to the heights.

I want to take a chance,
I want to take a stand,
I want to drop a knee,
I want to open your eyes to see
The greatest man that I be.
even under pressures greater than the deepest sea.
I want to treat,
you to the oceans at my heart,
the treasures lying there at the center
I want to show you my spread wings.
And every one of my dreams.
I want to show you what I see.
Stand at a mirror and see that great woman,
see that crown that belongs to my queen.
I'm
Longing for your warmth on me.
Don't you know I wanna to be,
Don't you know I wanna see,
Don't you know I wanna,
Well, a number of things.
Satiate me.
Show me your infinities.

Dearest One,

You are what you don’t think you are
no question about it.
From the soles of your feet to the
Tips of the hairs of your head

Your hips, thighs, *******, eyes
Lips, nails, ***, skin, thick
Hair shoulder length
your presence is sublime
You are simply divine

Your embrace warm, and delectable
Your scent is intoxicating
To hold you in my arms is gratifying
The contact of your skin electrifying
Your sweet voice, sweet laughter,
Makes my heart beat hard and fast,
And the wings of my soul beat faster.

You’re exquisitely, wonderfully,
Perfectly charming, full of beauty,
Desirable, ****, scrumptious,
A luscious, and allure ebony goddess.
You are the very definition of
In that you please all my senses.
Once a diamond in the rough
You've reached perfection
You are smart, and delightful
Foxy, classy, and bewitching
You are, Beautiful

It rains
And it pours
It thunders
And it storms
Lightning flashes
Across the evening sky
Dusks shadows descend
Into a starry night
Where water droplets
Still roll from leaves and windows
Bricks and flowers petals
And darkness makes invisible
The beading sweat the slips
Down the sides of your thighs
And down your stomach
And onto my skin
With each passing moment
And intertwined motion.

Dear reader,
Have you ever hidden yourself
Deep under the heavy blankets
In somewhat vain attempts to feel once more the warmth of embraces
Given by the one you loved?
Do you remember squeezing tightly
And forever hating to say goodbye to them
When it was time and the day had turned to night.
Can you recall looking forward to the next time?
Heart full to bursting with trust
That there would be a next time.
Do you remember how
Your heart had never beat stronger?
And the first kiss with your lover?
Losing yourselves in one another?
I remember, and continue to create
The memories that are stained
Ever so heavily, and thoroughly
With the tastes, the essence of love
That was shared between us
Throughout the trials we lasted.
Every moment worth remembrance.
Dear reader, do you remember it?

I see.
A little box of poems and
Letters that I never sent
To those I wished to be recipients
I recall having written out tokens
Of many and various emotions.
Mainly love and similar concepts
But from the opposite end of that spectrum
Poetry from my bouts with depression.

A Little box of poems written by a
Young and not quite wise poet
Who only wrote when truly
Impassioned to express
His ideas and emotions
That were either romantic
Or intensely amative.

A Little box of letters
That were quite emotive.
That put into words my ocean
Hidden deep within.
That remind me of the fetters
That laid heavy on my heart
Set by unrequited love and
The following scars.

I see.
A Little box of me.

I am a deep sea,
A vast ocean of many things.
But who can say they've truly
Conquered the Atlantic?
I certainly have many aspects
That I have yet
To control and understand.
And I feel at the bottom there rests
A chest of a somewhat forgotten past,
That slips open sometimes
And sets free traumatic
Memories that remain for me
Unreleasable. In the torrent of
Emotions from that time long ago
I become so turbulent,
Caught in the tides of emotion
If but for a moment.
Of that chest, is there any way to let go?
I don't know. I don't know.

I thought of my heart as
made from the strongest steel
However some time ago
The reality of my state was revealed.
The glass casing of my heart
shattered, shredding through
my emotions with every shard
of the broken and fractured glass stained
the colors of hopes, fears, and pains.
And in this destruction here I lay.
And in this misery I pass my winter days.

This dream this
Fantasy of mine
Remains unrealized.
Like the sun in a broken season.
I long for the summer heat
But the center of my world
Slips away as the cloud break
Thickens again and my sky is gray.
This dream becomes
Like rain in the desert
To this ever thirty man,
Before I can drink
Your waters slip through the sand
And I am left unquenched.
This dream, this fantasy unmatched,
Is forever out of my grasp

Don't forget about me.
If we haven't made some memories
Together then it's best to move on
But if you want to start creating
I'm more than happy for procreation
Of future nostalgia and recollection.
And if already we have them,
Those precious mental photographs
Then cherish them
And hold them tightly
For you never know when
I'll be leaving
And you can say you knew me.
If we've put the time into
A friendship and fostered
Something real then
Know I'm not forgetting you.
So make the vice versa tru