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Jorge Love Aug 2019
I know the feel of your bones
creases in the  knuckle
The skin stretched taught
Grasping with my love, my hands

I love the squishy parts of you
The parts that give to my touch
Through your cream skin
I see the highways and byways
That bring my love life

your slender neck wants my kisses
to begin their way
down the valley of your spine
mmmmm those hips
the curves and dips
To My Wife
Jorge Love Sep 2017
I fought it, only slightly,
Your soft pull on me.
It was the gravity that pulls the sea.
It drew my heart, slowly.
Slow, like so many good things,
And now I drift.
Jorge Love Aug 2016
I look at reflections on the tilted glass
Twisting what is on the surface
Bending my face upon the sweating arc
Hot and cold, you and I.

I see you through its warped world
Your look burns the air in my lungs
And words fall schorched into my mouth.
To fumble upon my unwilling tounge

And within the realm of me.
We have loved 1000 years
You smile and step lightly away,
To tear away from my tomorrow
Jorge Love Jul 2016
You have  slipped out of my view,
Softly and slowly ,
Like the sun behind a cloud,

You left loudly like a loon,
Slamming the front door,
Your heart rattled in your throat,

Now you have gone, wordlessly
A cold icy dream,
A winters day with no sun.
Jorge Love Jun 2016
It is my wish that you should be,
A strong willow,
Branches waving in my tomorrow.
A stone stuck firm in the fields of forever.
Hoping your waves will travel,
backward through time;
To kiss the sands of this island,
lingering a moment,
and washing back away.
But even if I find your tree
laid bare in winters closing.
I will rejoice to find myself
held in your naked branches.
And like some mad bird
I will nest with no clutch.
Just to be near you at years end.
Jorge Love Dec 2015
You need to grow,
To feel the pain of loosing.
You need to bleed,
And hurt a little alone.

Because love grasps blindly
From where you've fallen,
It does not scream
When you stand tall.
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