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 Nov 2014
Poetic T
Upon the wings of doves it was pure
Their purest white Feathers
Glided,
Floated,
Nestled
Its clearness, Its symbolic touch
Upon my yet to be woken heart,
For this beauty showed what was
In front of my eyes,
Feathers did come down like snow
Not only touching mine,
Awoken,
Revived,
Vitality
Sprung forth, emotions were flowering
Everywhere,
My heart was touched
By a feather of purest love,
That is when our eyes meet, I saw a feather
Caress your loneliness and we
Were transformed from
Solitude,
Seclusion,
Sorrow
To hearts that were now awoken,
The true feeling stirred from inside,
To love at first sight,
We were like the feathers
Our hearts had taken flight,
We were in love as white feathers fell,
The symbol of love had opened our hearts
To what was always Within our now *flourishing hearts.
 Nov 2014
Jack
~

A whisper in the darkness,
so soft and yet so clear
Quiet words to let you know
that I am always near
~
Sending you affection,
a love that shall endure
From one who truly cares for you
*and will forever more
 Nov 2014
Xyns
Oh. So you're back.
I knew it.
She didn't cut it
So you've come back around.

You still have faith in us?

Where was that faith
When you left me?

Where was that faith
When I begged desperately?

Where was that faith
When you moved on from me?

It wasn't there.
You left.
**So now it's my turn to bail.
 Nov 2014
wordvango
i is small and breathless
to wit when gazing at sunsets
or a tiny reflection in those green eyes
may cause a lapse in
correct english that glance may
pause my second favorite *****
from beating
I get a lot more short
or longer more
off key poetically
and gasp breath holding
when you hold me.
 Nov 2014
Jack
~

“Snowflakes gather in crystalline drfitings”

Lifting your hair, kissing the nape of your neck
Warm flesh waits on tippy toe desires
Lips brush skin, lower beyond silver chain clasp
Sighs slip past moon shadow echoes

“Frost bitten warnings fuel whistling winds”

Candlelight flickers in illumined frenzy
Strong hands caress velvet curves, moving
Satin ******* excite at the touch, firming
Mouths meet across milky shoulders

“Chilly coatings mingle, drafty windows squeal”

Reaching behind delicate fingers guide, slowly
Passion emanates from quivered partings
Honey drippings moisten, sticky, sweet
Whispered moans tantalize, moments ignite

“Wind chimes sing frantically behind icicle curtains”

Down pillow yearnings, grasped, held
Eyes look back, smiles meet motions
Held closer, breathless exhales on dreams exposed
Deeper finds the pristine moment

“Algid gusts wail through frigid echoed alleyways”

My name, loudly called, enchanted nirvana
Faster still, bodies in charged friction
Two become one, senses explode, flooding oasis
Eruptions quake bodies in perspired heap

“Arctic blast pierces sweltering pleasures”

Ecstasy sings in midnight harmonies
Melodic as the polar pulsations beyond
Numbed in devotion’s destinations
Wondrous snowy white blankets chill the world

*“As our love provides winter’s perfect heat”
Hey, it is cold...just trying to stay warm.  :)
 Nov 2014
TigerEyes
I am your midnight sonata under a bright round moon
under the stars by the sea you've been echoing my name
calling me to be by your side in this hour/this moment
our shared century...
you sing to me
piercing my heart with your arrow with precision
through the notes that you play
through all of the notes that you sing...
it feels like a dream..when I am with you
overwhelming me with all of these gifts that you bring...
allow me to breathe in your love
I am your Queen/I am a star in the sky
I am the deep color blue in the ocean sea...
in your midnight sonata
I share all of your  hopes, and your dreams.
© Krisselle S. Cosgrove
I'm not finished with this one. ; )
I'd like to turn it into a song....

I'm intrigued by the concept of de'ja 'vu' ...
 Nov 2014
Poetic T
BLAH*
BLAH
BLAH
Said the radio, I was too interested in
Listening to *you,
your words coated my
Ears.
Thoughts,
Mind
Thinking should I listen or kiss,
Kiss or listen, did you notice
The way you looked at me,
Did I realise I was hooked from the
First kiss,
My heart would stop to listen to
You, I would breath then beat
Was this love,
The radio, what the "HELL"
Was it always playing so many love songs
"OK" breath
This was a first,
My god,
I
Am
In
Love,
I am in love, I liked it
The sound rolled off my tongue,
O crap did you feel the same?
Could,
Would,
If
I said it would you laugh, giggle
Run a mile, dust my only friend
I asked
"Can I ask, say something"
"I LOVE YOU"
"What"
You replied
Shock,
Fear,
Rejection
Were the thoughts hopefully not showing
Like a picture show upon my face,
"I LOVE YOU TO"
You said smiles and ease,
We spoke together
"I thought I was the only one"
Giggles ensued, laughter
Then that kiss we had both yearned for,
No longer just dating, this was what we both wanted *"LOVE"
 Nov 2014
SG Holter
Eyes wet to the brim,
then relieved by birthing
tears; one chasing
another down
skin that's as smoothe as
running one's palm carefully
across the surface of a
forest pond so silent it's
warmed by even the
moonlight.

First I think she's moved by
loving me; saying I'm more
than she ever dared dream of.
then I realize she's speaking
of nightmares she has about
losing me; waking up to my
things and I not
being there,
and those tears stop as I
hide her face against my neck,

listening to the fearful ripples
in their body of salt and
sadness inside a heart that
doesn't know that it needs
not be half empty
any more.
 Nov 2014
wordvango
I and you are an orchestra,
  I use my whole body as my baton, you accompany
together my instrument, I a director,
  you my symphony, my harp my
harmony, my musician. My composition
  alone is arms waving in air, our collaboration
is entrance
   about to come into destiny count and circumstance,
twirls we do you on your melodies,
I
my baton.
 Nov 2014
wordvango
The holder of thine heart which lacks within my breast
resides beating, beating, beating
in your *****.
To love, to, love again,
is there in sighs and heaving,
to no others breath I will listen,
nearing religion, in devoting my soul
to those bounteous fruits of you fully grown
womanhood calling to me.
Thee, that shines upon my eyes, my deafness now hears,
resumes a life of woe un-abating,
now ticks again.
Now upon thy *****, my head rests hearing, reasons
for being again.
 Nov 2014
Jack
~

Inside the longing as deep shadows dance
Lost in the passion of you
Offering songs in the key of romance
Violins sing right on cue
Endless this rhythm of love on display
Yearnings melodically free
Orchestras waiting for their turn to play
*Until you are here with me
Pssst...it's an acrostic
 Nov 2014
wordvango
Oh, how I do love you!
   a better spirit I will never know
her name,  her name is desire!
   spending all her day and nights
in my mind, tying my tongue in knots
    numb from toe to finger
when I picture her
    humbles me on a corner selling wooden
pencils, I see when cast her light upon me.
     Oh, how fair can fair be,
how much beauty can the day portray?

     No, none more than her fair eyes
turning once to gaze at me, here,
    a slight upturn to the corner
of her perfect lips. At me!
     If you love away, love me,
once , smile at me again, even from afar ,
desire, desire.
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