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Edison Manuel Jun 2017
See me naked
Look through my soul
I am more than this cloth
Touch my body of genuine tickles
Hear me as I moan the beauty of my universe
Hold me while I linger in the overwhelming pain
Edison Manuel Jun 2017
There goes the dusk
Mixing up paranoia with the
Stars in heaven
Pouring the bits of what's left,
Condensed
Turning pancakes into mists
Proving me blind
Precipitating darkness into
Thin air
I cling onto it.
  Feb 2017 Edison Manuel
M Manese
Your taste runs like kerosene in my veins,
Our kisses, heated, sending my insides aflame;
    I spontaneously combust, lover.
Skin to skin, your mouth is concentrated sin
You make lose my morals, the lust is building;
    Blinding, my pupils burn;
Yours darken with something primal, tensions thickening;
The anticipation's sinking
   right into my gut, I feel your touch
   calloused fingertips dancing up my thighs, teasing.


Your body glistening
   with sweat, trailing down south
   I follow the track hungrily with my mouth
   but it doesn't seem enough.
Our hearts beat fast like the ticking
    of a timebomb nearing detonation;
    We're going to detonate, my love.
We're going to burst in fancy colors like fireworks gone haywire,
    the bed is our sky.
We're going to get lost among the sheets,
    like sailing across familiar seas.
The moonlight, dangerously bright
    they seem to shine from your eyes
    but they darken with something like clouds on a stormy night.


And I'm not sure if there really is a God
    but tonight I kept calling his name
    yours interspersed in between
    heavy breathing, our pants sounding
    like broken notes of some orchestrated masterpiece
    and the crescendo's nearing.
Our pulse following the rising melody
I am mesmerized, out of control
I am lost amidst the euphoria
    right now
    with you
  Feb 2017 Edison Manuel
M Manese
-----------------------The air that
                               surrounds us
                               crackled
                               the temperature
                               s p i k e d
         our                                              scorched
       ­  skin forgot                                                   how it was to be
                                                            sk­in
                               that moment
                               we touched
         that moment
we                           touched
               ­                                                                that moment our skin both
                                touched
         it only knew
         that it was
         meant to
         be shared
                                touched
felt
­loved-------------------------------------------------------­------------------------------
Read it as you would read anything, but read it per column, too (besides the last one)
Edison Manuel Jan 2017
Party hats with little mermaid prints
Gummy bears and cupcakes for a sweet tooth
Chicken joy and nuggets
And a genuine smile clad on your face
A chocolate fountain to indulge
For a heart that's so huge

To make you happy,
To make you truly happy.

A candid portrait that glimmers
A beauty of a thousand stars I stole
An oreo cookie making my day
You are, pancake
The most genuine girl I ever knew
You will always belong to my world, little mermaid

I love you, A
Be happy on your birthday.
Edison Manuel Jan 2017
As though sprinkled with bits of happiness, I seek veracity
Never been ecstatic, you are an exception
No one can fill the spaces in between, but your eyes do
End this pain, take me away; the city lights are waiting.
Edison Manuel Dec 2016
Entice on its flavor
Suffer and adore
Topsy-turvy yet happy
Afflicting, coffee can be

Sip it, be contented
Linger on its power
One must adroit to embed
Coffee is hard to endure

One touch, be wary
There’s no hope exit
Pain through coffee, defeat
A synecdoche of a story

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