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Immortality Sep 26
With him I eat, with him I sleep hugging,
With him I talk love, who kiss me senselessly,
"Teddy Baby, why is your cotton out there?
Did someone tear you?
Let me heal it."
In memories of tenderness,
In which we both believe.
Each kiss, a sweet promise, each hug, a soft sigh,
In this world of comfort,
Just you and I.
Let me heal you........................my honey...........
Anais Vionet Nov 2021
(inspired by Mike Burch’s poem “Almost”)

We almost loved, in the sudden heat,
of ham-smacking lust for forbidden treats.
What made us stop - what got in the way?
If we’d just let go, at love’s buffet,
exchanged sweet fluids and DNA
would we still be the friends,
that we are today?
inspired by Mike Burch’s poem “Almost”
Carlo C Gomez May 2020
The well dug deep
She is one to forever keep

She dances naked for me
In the coin fountain
She wears **** boots
On the balcony
Amid raindrops
And not a stitch more
For the hyperbole

It's the perfect dividing
Of night and day
This well of ours
From which we play
In the 1880s a former sailor named John Frazier dug a well in the area of Carlsbad, California. The water was discovered to be chemically similar to that found in some of the most renowned spas in the world, and the town was named after the famed spa in the Bohemian town of Karlsbad. It is now a favorite vacation spot.
Carlo C Gomez Apr 2020
On the second floor
of a department store

At the DMV
appointment window

In the kissing booth
on Coney Island

Anywhere around
her pineapple grove
Part 3 in the Brenda series.
Amitav Radiance Mar 2015
Intricate pattern of the night
Brought to life by silver rays
Close mesh of designs
Filigreed artistry all over
Softened sighs wake up desires
Splashing the colors of night
Dripping with passionate fervor
Both the canvases pristine
Waiting to be exploited
By the artistry of the suave artists

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