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Lyn-Purcell Feb 2018
Your caresses is a flower, the kisses a fragrance.
Your love is the plant of my sun-kissed dreams.
The reason I say sun and not moon is because
your warm actions take me to a world of bliss.
Where the loveliest grass thrive near and far,
the sweetest of fleurs are everlasting.
As well as my fortunes.
Please, adorn my black crown with another made
of wildflowers.
Take my hand, then a breath and let us dance in
light.
Make me see only the flowers, never the weeds.
Short poem from my journal
Kirsten Claire Jan 2018
I write as if I know the caress of a hand
As it traces its way down my skin
Sensations interwoven together
To form the most sacred kind of feeling
But I have never touched a boy in my life
Which is a tragedy in and of its own
Salmabanu Hatim Dec 2017
My love is as fresh as spring air,
As tender as the a newly born baby,
As warm as the glow of topaz.
It began with honesty and respect,
The first brush of the fingers,
A gentle caress,
Much care,
Trust followed,
The reassuring hug,
Sweet murmurs in my ears,
I glowed.
Followed by romantic walks in the moonlight,
Candlelight dinners,
Passionate kisses that ruined my lipstick.
Every heart beat in me throbbed,
"Love, love, love."
Love has found me!
I am wearing it with a smile.
I accept the rose of love with its thorns.
The Cupid has struck.
I am wired with LOVE!
At last I am in love.My  love is profound.
sweet ridicule Nov 2017
something sweet like
licorice
burning down my throat
absinthe makes me gag
blurry moments
fill my head like laughing gas
life is a cycle of
breaking chains that I didn't know were there
tearing them off
sobbing or standing in the wind until
your pores are clear of them

//

my face is numb
trickle down spin
my legs over his
(a gentle caress)
time is irrelevant sometimes
yes
Ofelia Oct 2017
There's a Sunset Boulevard on my
skin,

Shadows dancing on my cheeks

And the sun caressing my chin.
G Rog Rogers Aug 2017
-Lyrix

-BluJazz

Do you remember
what I will not forget
Maybe you'll still
remember me
or maybe live
with your regret

I remember all the ways
I love you
and the fragrance
of your taste
The way you said
you'd love me forever
as your tears
caressed my face
as your tears
caressed my face

You said I got you crazy
and I got your crazy too
Crazy Love is
the love that endures
and it's the only love
that's truth

Baby, there ain't no
doubt about it
I'm truly crazy
in love with you
Truly crazy
in love with you

When you left I went to hell
and still I'm fighting out
Someone said you
went there too
and how your
getting better now

I told you that I'm no one
Nobody is my name
You said that no one else
but nobody
will you ever love again
you will never love again

I remember all
the ways I love you
and the fragrance
of your grace
The way you said
you'd love me forever
as you kissed my tears away
as you kissed my tears away

Now I have no way
to reach you
just a whisper
in the breeze
Perhaps you
might remember
what I will always
still believe

Remember all
we promised together
in Our love beyond extremes
Maybe you'll
remember if only
in that place
where lovers dream

I suppose you
might remember still
and I hope
you'll not forget
Do you hold
Our forever love
in your heart where
forever love is kept

Listen you will
hear me calling
in the breeze
where whispers play
My vow is to love you
forever right now
and forever come what may
'til forever come someday

I remember all
the ways I love you
and the fragrance
of your taste
The way you said
you'd love me forever
as your tears
caressed my face

My vow is to love you
forever right now
and forever come what may
'til forever come Our way.

-R.

Memrl Day
(5.10)
-Hlywd

-4MAR
©2017
SQUID Aug 2017
Ideas caress my mind
warm sun, old red bricks
words sprout and lift
petals, blue wings..
Steve Page Apr 2017
****** Vesta perched on the hearth
Warming her strong slender hands.
30 years is a very long wait
To have them warmed by a man.
However she knew she could rely
On the constant warm love of her sisters.
The men could wait while she matured
In sisters' softer caresses.
Vesta was the ****** goddess of the hearth, home, and family in Roman religion.
Vestal Virgins pledged celibacy for 30 years.
K Balachandran Apr 2017
Breeze shuffles leaves,
returns to caress the fruits missed,
soft tete-a-tete
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