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Jayne E Sep 2019
Aurora

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Green fire in night sky
oxygen excites takes flight
pulse racing hearts sigh

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J.C.
Jayne E Sep 2019
Stars fall from my hair
Arched my body is Nuit
stardust brushed  your skin

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Catch my falling stars
As kisses upon your skin
Be earth to my sky

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J.C. undated...
Jayne E Sep 2019
dreamscape gliding
just above tundra
sliding over
whilst slipping under
crack in the surface
falling down
arms flail upwards
fight the drown
desert plains edged
by melting mountains
gravel mouth parched
amid rich fountains
walking the line
with no clear direction
mind's eye open
yet no thought detection
a new age dawns
as old world's crumble
dreams tied in sheets
walls crack & tumble
a confusing mess
with varifocal focus
running lost & blind
to find pinpoint locus
it's a contradiction
and a firm position
another nights dream
feeding supposition

© J.C. 10/09/2019.
Jayne E Sep 2019
Ok, a few in a row here, only my 'side' of the conversation as not my place to post another's lines....

Excerpts #6

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The mere thought of your sweet kiss
your lips on mine brings sheer bliss
your arms around me in warm embrace
my hands either side of your lovely face
these thoughts alone do strange things
make my heart and my ***** ache and sing
I burn for your body in mine
I ache to be by your side
I need you like air to live
I want to give give give
All of my love to you
I'm ruined for any other
It's true.

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Oh me oh my oh ohh la la
you make me blush and flush
my cheeks hot and secret places lush
are more than ready for that shove that push
you take my mind to very naughty places
and with it my heart pounds
and pulse races
my lavender garden is all for you
it's secret flowers all want to
open up and embrace you in
a luscious pool of lovely sin
my heat desires yours too
take me my darling do.

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I could write non stop for days
about loving you and all the ways
you are so good and right for me
you set my heart, body, mind free
It is me who got the lucky catch
agreed we are a perfect match
I could not wish for any other
more in tune with me than you
my lover
I want to be with you all my days
never tire of showing you all the ways
that I love you deep and so true
my darling M it is in all ways all for you.**

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It is true I do
I love you too
I love you deep
I love you true
I love you as much
as you love me too
I love your name
rolling off my lips
I love the same
the way you say
my name
ardent off your tongue
I love your nature
your essence, you
I love the kind things
you often do
I love your mind
and how it works
always striving for more
it never shirks
It's true my darling M
I'm in deep for you
I promise to always
love you true...
Jxxxxx

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I'd like to share your shower
Wash you all over
scrub your back
let you feel my loves power
show you with actions
this love of ours is no hack
my love for you knows no factions

it is complete grown strong
from initial mutual attraction
open respectful communication
blossomed freely into adoration
now only to you my heart belongs
your words so sweet always true
move me deeply and never wrong
there can never any other for me than you

Yes I have known love once or twice
but never one so deep and real
replete with deeply felt feels
It is so much more than simply 'nice'
tender with open communication

it was inevitable my heart you'd steal
plus my desire for lots of fornication
emotional deep mind connection too
All my love and ALL my kisses
my everything it is all for you...
More love in motion poem/chats...
Jayne E Sep 2019
The man who reads life with his hands
unseen banalities yet profound he understands
intricacies of beauty missed by seeing eyes
unveiled by his touch there can be 
no disguise
his elegant fingers all finely steeped in grace
life and beautys details eloquently 
he does trace
some may say blind applying a blanket label
others know better he is certainly more than able
to "see" what is hidden from our base seeing eyes
he intuites life's delicacies accuracy does surprise
as his deft fingers map my faces story lines
his unseeing eyes & seeing hands unwrap my mind.
© J.C.
Response to a write about 'blindness'
Jayne E Sep 2019
rips pulling strong undertow
your saline buoyancy flow
lulls me floating
while carrying me westward
blissed out eyes closed 
I do not know
how far I have drifted in your arms
now way past the breakers
charms turn to harms
eyes open tolling alarms
strong arms set to crawling
across not against recalling
training given in harsh water
to a once young earth daughter
lessons learned
merits earned
guide me home safe
tired but wired
remembering
the power
the strength
of the mighty Tangaroa
mother sea
soothe me
or take me
free me
or devour me
respect.

J.C.
A response to a sea poem
Jayne E Sep 2019
This one was a reply to a write by a good friend about learning or not learning from our past experiences...
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The past is past is past or
it is passed on by
re the past
notched marked
by repast after repast
the past is set
past is cast 
a plaster cast
a master class
in rote
fixed
irrefutable
non mutable
dissimilar to what lies
in the interstices
as the aperture closes
the fissure fuses
past becomes
futures muse
a riddling ruse
the future
mutable and inscrutable
an enigma machine
sibylline
potentially sublime
as yet pristine
unmarked or measured
its layers feathered
still the past
possibly imparts
a suture to our future
in parts
lessons learned
badges of honour earned
or bridges burned
lessons unlearned
vexed and perplexed
so
past invades the now the next
past behaviour's become
an opaque crystal ball
warnings 
predicative
indicative
of a future fall
perception restrictive
reminds us that
what lies behind us
can time jump morph
fast forward wind
to render us blind
forgetting 
letting
past past past
get set to upsetting
the apple cart
with it dictate 
a forced error restart
and so the past the past the past
the presets and how
past catapults ahead
resets at now
back from the future
to present 
unbidden 
unsavoury gifts
continuum slips
fabric of time rips
tears at its seams
and so it seems
like lucid dreams
the past the past the past
on presents door does 
beat beat beat
a current theme
set eternal
infernal
drum machine
looped continuous cycle
to repeat repeat repeat.

J.C. honey-owl 20/07/2019
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