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 May 2017
Solaces
Share your darkness and light with me..
Find me outside of you..
Through the light and back again..
Truth is where you find it..
Dream about us..
Remember our moments alone..
Far away and so very near..
A picture plus a song will equal perfection..
Before dawn take a walk outside..
Let the sun remember you are waiting for it..
I miss you so much..
I last saw you at the pillar of angels..
And I know you are waiting for us..
So remember our moments alone..
Our links and waves. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
remember, our, moments, alone,
 May 2017
nivek
a whispered breeze from off the sea
shore life chattering in the ear

how lucky a man am I -
to be whisked away by love
 May 2017
Dimitrios Sarris
Is it too late? Has it been too long that i can not
separate right from wrong anymore?
So tired i feel if i make another step my soul will scatter
into pieces. All i can do now is to face the consequences
of my choices and as a knight you once called me i must
fulfill my duty to the bitter end. But all i care now is to
see you smile, hear you laugh again and i would
sacrifice everything to see it done on the altar of your
love. I learned so much from you, of true love and pain,
of the past and the future. Before you i was just a blind
fool chasing butterflies.
You are my living proof that there is still hope in mankind
and i believe that is your greatest virtue.
Thank you, thank you for everything.
 May 2017
Valsa George
If you wish to win your man’s heart somehow
Show interest rolling your admiring eyes,
As he raves over the pet subjects of his choice,
Occasionally responding to what he says

Simulate keenness, though you don’t have it
When he prates over his job and its challenges
Pep up his confidence through words of concern
Make him feel, you are there to share his tensions

A wife’s pleasing demeanor and care
Can ease a man’s life and his blues
As filtering sunlight melts the mists
That hides the meadow’s lovely blooms

Know his favorite food and the cuisine he loves
Prepare them oftener than he can expect
The easiest way to get into a man’s heart
Is through gratifying and titillating his palate

Though he may show disinterest in flattery
Compliment him over the ‘great things’ he has done
You’ll see his former stance suddenly changed
Through praise, sure, his heart you have won

In the privacy of your closet on cool, starlit nights
Lie closer to him, even feigning false passion
As a flower bares its perfumed heart to the bee
Give yourself completely to him sans restriction

Thus win him through the magic of wooing
Delight him with your soft whispers of crooning
Never forget to take care of your grooming
And sure, day by day you will see your love blooming
To my dear friends of the fair ***..... Try this recipe and see the result !
 May 2017
Jim Davis
Tomorrow's winds will arise
Perhaps half a world's length
Away from me standing still
Circling across blue black seas
Presence shown in frothy waves

Falling on near sandy rock shores
Then once ashore blowing hard
Through my body's soul to fill
Bringing thoughts and whispers
Of memories never lost to time

Filling the moment's deep breath
With aromas from exotic realms
Actually bringing your breath
Left behind while still together
Breathing the same space alive

In past times spent with you
In our world of far off travels
Having gone together to
South, East, West, and North
And most points in between

Knowing after you are gone
No matter from whichever
Direction the winds to blow
I'll still breathe your life's breath
In the blowing warm winds

Or you can do the same as I
If I am first to early leave
Thus, though no longer able
To lay face to face in dreams
You will still take my breath away

©  2017 Jim Davis
 May 2017
Criselda Kelley
From Me To You
My arms embrace the heavens
While my toes dig into the sand.
Words dribble around my being
Relentlessly scattering about the land.
Perhaps you will hear my desperation
Searching, weaving into your mind.
Proclaim words of my Love's gravitation
Right to your heart from mine.
 May 2017
zebra
we inscribed poems on each others souls
in ink at first
but ink did not touch the magnitude of our love
so we wrote in the wettest kisses
and snaky tongues
undulating pink spells
but still we needed more

we wrote with the unguents from our *****
and while it was as lush as paradise
still, we craved

so we wrote in pain and blood
we suffered for each other
and at each other's hands
we drank each other's tears
consumed each other's emptiness
till arteries darkened
and our life force
ran through each other's veins
like vermilion claret
until we died each other's deaths
and felt the shadow of each other's ancestors
and then we fell in love again
transformed
true initiates of adoration
and everything each other
a rapturous yoga
fused like thrice folded metal
living silent incantations
ethric urns
burning
gold frankincense and myrrh
enshrined in the heavens
rapturous mouths
in a tangle of kisses arcadian.
 May 2017
Valsa George
Somewhere in a strange land
An unknown heart throbs for me
      Etching an amorous graffiti
On the blank walls of my mind
Where ever I am, I feel a pair of eyes
Fondly surveying and scanning me,
Speaking to me in silence
And keeps me awake in the night
I feel it all, I hear it all
Filling me with a sweet ache!

When night birds croon in the woods
And their mates answer the serenade,
When the moon begins her somnambulistic walk
And light beams percolate through pine needles,
When a hundred eyes open in the blue heights
To watch over the sleeping Earth,
When the whistle of a train is heard far away
And its music wanes into a monotonous drone,
When the rooster makes his first clarion call
Breaking the serene silence of the night,
When glow worms float in darkness
Like cruise ships over the sea,
When night gales shake the slender coniferous trees
And wind whistles among their leaves,
When sailing clouds blind the stars
And the night turns into an ebony shade,
When the opening Jasmine secretly exults
In her own exotic scent,

Sitting in my dimly lighted room
      I draft this message of love
      Pouring all my warmth into it
      Thus emptying my love laden heart
That blazes with the fire of love
And encode it in cryptic script
      To be mailed to you, my love!

Oh, it might take much time
Better it be a whispered endearment
Sent through this perfumed night breeze
That shall carry it from this end to that end

So kindly leave
your window open!
 May 2017
r
I dreamed you came aboard
to commend me to the sea
and I dreamed you rode a horse

to your wedding sidesaddle
even though the only thing
you let between your legs

was the melancholy strings
of the cello, you with your instinct
for music and dangerous suitors

I still place to this day what is left
of the afternoon in care of your hands
kissed by so many strange men

whose names you can't remember
on the long nights we spend
together without sleeping

in the same bed alone we are
dreaming the dreams
we dream when all love is lost.
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