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 Apr 2018 Jackie Mead
Kelly Rose
The moon’s pale light caresses me
My desire wakes by the moon’s glow
Dreaming under the Willow tree
The moon’s pale light caresses me
Passion is ignited and set free
Dark lust leaves me feeling ******
I dream of him in naughty glee
My desire wakes by the moon’s glow

Kelly Rose
© April 8, 2018
 Apr 2018 Jackie Mead
Traveler
Using time as an indication
I measure the distance
   Between you and I...
From light years away
Somewhere out there
In the darkness
On the edge
Of forgetful mind...

It's not so painless
To write about us
Our endless poem
Of tragedies
In broken worlds
No longer tethered
In a place where
Lost lovers flee

It's not so simple
To hold these words together
In the waning of my whispering voice
Yet until the pen shall meets the paper
My heart shall have no other choice

....
Traveler Tim
Hard knockin life
Full of stress and strife
Set your mind at ease
Take a walk in nature's
Spring breeze
Listening to the wild birds
Chirping their joyous songs
For even just a brief moment
This will set your mind into relaxation
We all dream that we belong
Aquire your mind renewal, summon reason, and conquest
The next sensation
Yes, take a walk in nature
Replacing agonizing
Contemplation!
 Apr 2018 Jackie Mead
Jeff Gaines
And the Sun turned your way
right on cue ...
All of God's creatures ... singing ...
singing along with you.

Grasses all greener
wherever you have walked.
Every ear turned and listened ...
listened when you talked.

Such a joy to watch your dance,
making the sky so blue.
All of the flowers dancing  ...
dancing along with you

And every night the moon is ...
everywhere you are.
Your eyes, like pools of purest water ...
catching every falling star.

My heart, comfortably captive ...
right there in your hands.
Just to see you smile ...
and know deep down, that yours understands.

I will always be where you are
every moment throughout time.
No distance, emotion, problem or utterance
could keep your heart from mine.

For you too, in such a special place
will forever live in my heart.
I've searched for the words to express this to you ...
This poem ... my humble start.
Let's call this an experiment ...
 Apr 2018 Jackie Mead
Bee
peach
 Apr 2018 Jackie Mead
Bee
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so often I
like to think back on
that greasy summer- my hidden
lover. Teeth ripping into me like they
were devouring a sticky peach on a patio
near the beach; hungry and so full of desire.
Early eyes quivered as I suffered your satisfied
fingers on my thigh-  feeling the contusions that
replaced my pale pink skin. A felt existence left
devoted in moments like these-our compulsive
wrappings conceal the fortunes that can be
found only in one another. In a way, this
biblical dimension carries a perpetual
forgiveness and passion that play
together hand in hand.
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