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Tiago Mariano Oct 2017
Autumn, Winter, Spring, Summer,
Another year goes by.

Time stops moving, Autumn is nearby
A crying is heard, from up the moving sky
Children outside, playing on water
Adults inside, smiling to the rain

Time accelerates, Winter is here
Cold kicks in, ice falls down
Children outside, playing on snow
Adults inside, with comfy hot tea

Time to start again, Spring is back
Leaves and trees, all growing again
Children outside, playing with friends
Adults inside, watching the new trends

Time skips, Summer is gone
The hot days ahead, over they go
Children inside, back to studying again
Adults outside, enjoying life in their way
This one was a bit bias, I enjoy Autumn a lot more than summer, mostly because Summer is lonely
Oh yes, where to start….
          
                 A Kiss behind the ear
             trailing across the jaw
                  a light sweep of lips across lips
                       a catch of breath…

                               moving down….

Fingers tracing every move….
    soft wet kisses to the neck
           ….are you feeling the groove?

                 Slowly lips move from neck to chest
                             as they lovingly adore
              fingers lightly travel down
                                           eager to explore…

      Wet trailing kisses to the navel
               fingers circling around chest
      bringing forth trembling lightheaded sensations
                    lips against skin, pressed…..

                              Moving ever so slow….

                                        finger traces
                                           circling tongue
                                              lips adoring
                                                 wet embraces
                                             intensity flowing
                                          curling toes
                                        twitching muscles
                                      heart pounding
                                        breathless
     ­                                     out of body
                                            a second of clarity
                                              Sweet Release….

                  
                                   Good morning baby, shall we go on……..
~
© 2017 Brianna Love/SA/DBMA
A little different for me, but it was fun :)
Àŧùl Sep 2017
True love has knocked my door at last,
How sweetly and how elegantly,
Exactly the love I have always desired.

When I have started putting my effort,
Always precarious is my future,
Yes it is always brutally challenging.

Your smile is not just brilliant,
Of course, it is also very sweet,
Until a long time it'll assure me.

Love was always a complex thing,
Obviating my life off its loneliness,
Violins here play very melodiously,
Ending not before we get old really.

Myself the Adam in our story,
E**ve is yourself in this saga.
Even Mountains Will Make Way For Me Seeing The Way You Love Me
It will be so gorgeous.

Acrostic Continuum.

You are my strength.
I will be strong with you.
Still you are not liable.

My HP Poem #1660
©Atul Kaushal
Paul Butters Jun 2017
Whisky, “The Water of Life”,
******* burning all down my chest.
Opening up my mind to endless imaginations
So I can put the world to rights
Like Superman in his pomp.

Feel that glow,
Spreading like a forest fire.
Feelgood Factor
Fathomless in its depth.

Who cares what peat, in what glens
Or valleys it came from.
Or what precipitation
Bathed those golden barley ears
On Celtic hillsides.

I’ll drink any Whisky,
Single or blend
White oak cask or not.
So long as it gives me that buzz
And blows my mind.
Inspiring the best
Or worst
In me.

Paul Butters
One of my favourite tipples.
Derek Tatum Jun 2017
Sounds isn't sound until it vibrates an eardrum. Light is only warmth until it reaches an eye. I look to the thunderstorm in the sky, glad I have these instruments to experience the grand show...goosebumps & a long sigh
Debanjana Saha Apr 2017
As the weekend marches,
deep down something crushes me inside
although I enjoy my company
but when I see other having fun
it somehow stabs me from behind.

No, I don't want to compare
it only makes me more of a fool,
as the weekend marches everybody seeks for themselves
Just to have one more sip of enjoyment!
Not to compare but everyone seeks for some refreshment during the weekend. Our mind is forced to look upon weekend as a blessed 2 days. I wish everyday I could feel the blessing of being alive and breath.
ALC Dec 2016
Something about rain thrills me,
Chills me,
Makes me shiver to the core.
Sends pure ecstasy through my veins.

Something about a storm excites me,
Ignites in me,
A sense of wanting more.
Begging for an adventure to begin.

Something about the sounds calms me,
Yet alarms me.
Makes me want to race through the storm,
Laughing as I jump into its games.

Something about the smell
Portrays in me,
A delicate being,
Waiting to be born.
-ALC December 23, 2016
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