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 Jul 2016 Phia
Stephan

“Moonbeams now blushing ‘pon soft heavens ashen,
love flowing deeply this evening called passion”

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Ensconced in effervescent lingerings
sifting through moonlit seams
Soft flavored drippings of ecstasy
melting slowly within the fever
dancing across my skin
as your fingers trace
the outline of my deepest secrets,
mysteries lodged in seductive breaths

Your love my ******, addictive enchantment
Stimulated senses heightened
Moon drenched quivers, silver lined
adrift on satin sighs
Floating delirious within
hallucinogenic eyes,
seducing my mind in eternal desires

Trance infused emotions
cling to each nuance of mesmeric longings
Swirling smoke ringlets
penetrate stardust cosmos,
culminating in sensual motions
atop gilded sheets
drenched of our rapture,
etched in euphoria
Two silhouettes entwined
on this evening called passion
 Jul 2016 Phia
DaSH the Hopeful
I get lost in your kiss
                   Yet feel at home on your **lips
 Jul 2016 Phia
Stephan
Sunny days
 Jul 2016 Phia
Stephan


Everydays
a sunny day
if even clouds appear

Or lightening
streaks across the sky
with raindrops falling near

For as I gaze,
with smiling eyes
upon these skies above

All I can see
are sunny days
because of your sweet love
 Jul 2016 Phia
Stephan


Yours are the lips
that I long to be kissing
That tender touch
that I’m everyday missing
Found in my dreams
as I sleep reminiscing
Softer than
moonbeams above

Warm like the wind
in a summer breeze motion
Smooth as the ripples
a’ flow from the ocean
Magical, as if
they pour from a potion
Yours are the lips
that I love
 Jul 2016 Phia
DaSH the Hopeful
I remember when all our guns were sticks
I remember when pine cones were grenades
I remember when we always got back up
And war was just a game we played
 Jul 2016 Phia
Stephan


Naive is the poet
who thinks what he's written
will capture her heart
with his melodic song

Yes, he was once good
but it all dissipated
when someone much better
just happened along

Now he cries in the shadows,
his pen falling empty,
conceding defeat
to another so new

While all of his dreams
have been left in a poem,
wishes in verses
that will not come true
 Jul 2016 Phia
Stephan

My dreams
come at moments
when you are
not near

For there’s no
need to dream
if I have
you here
"Don't drink your calories—
unless you want to get drunk."

Her eyes trembled with tears

Weakness stretches out,
not searching strength—
for another soul to be
weak with

A heavy languor spilled into the room
all she can think about
is the patterned ceiling,
which was a book for her to read
while entwined in damp blue sheets
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