"consummating" poems
He soars high, floating in her wake
Inhaling every detail of her flowing grace
Her brushes of touch, causing him to shake
Delicate weaving hearts of leather and lace
Inspiration sails high, with her drifting in his mind
Ripples from deep emotions, she elegantly paints
Closing his eyes, entrusting her, flying blind
Together, one with the other, interlinking chains
Flickering fates of fireflies under stars aligned
Precious moments in time, worlds collide
A rendezvous in the Milky Way, by design
Consummating souls kiss passionately, ignite
Apr 19, 2017
Apr 19, 2017 at 9:40 AM UTC
no emotionally ecstatic experience compares
to the seminal instance
whence spermatozoa
(from profuse *********** beget
the miraculous propensity
to procreate despite the steep odds
female fertility fosters potential impregnation
fusing the hereditary debt
of feral, fiery, fomenting friskiness
fueling fancy free footloose fornication
prior to seminal fertilization union
sans ova doth induce fret
full ness in tandem with
diametrically opposed exultant sensations
(biologically, embryonically, microscopically,
et cetera) seismic shocks inject
when deliberate intent arises to disregard
applying prophylactics choice
plying reproductive roulette let
which analogous fruitful uterine plain
bastes the "cooking" egg omelette
which impregnation upends cessation of "self"
first and foremost asper desire to breed
wrenching role of "me" as operative
of webbed world de jure upon
consummating that most miraculous deed
necessitating yet for the fecund female relief
from messy menstrual cycle
she becomes temporarily freed
that perhaps a novitiate (or even a gal practiced
in the euphoric family, she instinctually
abides prenatal signals that heed
without feeling debased, harangued, lectured
pedagogical, polemical, puritanical, et cetera blast
assessing copulation enjoyed gloriously,
ineluctably, kinesthetically
lectured by elder, especially cast
in thee reel life drama, that nine months
til offspring utters initial whimper
elapses exceptionally fast
emitting a radiant golden halo wishing
to bottle confluence of hormonal secretions last
ideally fully awake to the birthing process,
when juiced the first stage of maternity past
cuz every moment thee inconsolably
(perhaps colicky infant)
gets first dibs to suckle,
which round the clock nursing
consumes moments many vast.
Apr 17, 2018
Apr 17, 2018 at 11:04 PM UTC
Upon the arboreal dozed and limb,
Extended coccyx serpentine loose,
Throne of inspection, tenet and dumb
Stillness hunts akin stealthy Mongoose;
Except for the natal locomotive
Soft deep sufficiently immense purr
Emanating from some industry; effective
In the cover of the thick supple fur.
The lord of his unconquered empire,
Thrives on flesh and quenches on milk,
Wintering unperturbed reading the fire
That flickers, gleaming his bed of silk.
Ever landing on appendage quadruple
Acrobatic athlete not soiling once his back
Consummating in strict concealment marble
Couch of perpetual indulgence buried black.
Jun 23, 2012
Jun 23, 2012 at 5:35 AM UTC
aimless caresses possess
a puissance, carelessly
purposeful, impossibly
sensual, seducing with
mercilessly sharpened
incessant desires,
releasing passionate
hisses of suspended
breaths, sweetness
of whispers, softness
of kisses slipping their
passage past *******
solar plexus,
slowly, slowly
submerging
to sunder her
senseless with
soul-shaking
consummating
surcease.
Apr 4, 2011
Apr 4, 2011 at 6:31 PM UTC
I've seen endless galaxies in her eyes,
And I have felt entire hemispheres
Hot and burning
Upon our lips,
The sun and the stars,
Consummating, constellating
Between her hips.
Aug 23, 2017
Aug 23, 2017 at 2:34 PM UTC
*I adore you as if
you were divinity,
midst shadow's darkness
and wildflowers' flourish,
cherish your dignified sensibility
in all spaces without pride,
breathe your complexities and
simple nature's composure,
where affection prevails 'tween
sun and moons' compelling power,
savoring your enraptured essence in
the realm of my own being
hence, consummating
an unqualified existence*
Jun 19, 2015
Jun 19, 2015 at 7:05 AM UTC
through graceless steps and cleavaged twirls,
girls shared repost with other girls,
and the upper lips of the ladies curled,
as the married men all swooned.
they got bored all too readily,
so drunk their liquid steadily,
synthetically coloured blue and green,
she'd seen the latest advert.
and the boys in their polo shirts,
drunk and high on testosterone,
they took pictures on their camera phones,
and called each other gay.
the male claws began to itch,
for the feeling of **** and the feeling of ****
and the dancefloor was badly lit,
so they knew they had a chance.
sweaty hands and fluorescent teeth,
moved through crowds to find their niche,
and the necessity for niceties,
was shortly overruled.
uninvited gropes from behind,
on bellies of those who looked like they might,
be easily persuaded to bed that night,
without heavy rhetoric.
then came the bartering stage,
those awkward five minutes in which to arrange,
the consummating details, the exchanging of names,
the reality of night.
there were many things to factor in,
tales of lost friends still waiting,
I said we'd share a taxi home,
and she can't walk alone.
and after the barter is all complete,
the scorned pick fights in the street,
the end draws near finally,
so the masses all go home.
some walked home solemnly,
whilst others share the company,
of people they'd knew they'd never see,
after the night is through.
Oct 14, 2012
Oct 14, 2012 at 10:34 AM UTC
Why they call me the fearful poet! (The Razor Thin Difference)
*”but who am I to complain
the razor thin difference tween
blessings and curses so thin,
sometimes are they not, the same thing”*
Aug. 2018
~~~
this familiar line, well traversed, lives on the maps
sketched indented on your palms and brow,
at the edges of the crow’s nests, the eye’s keyboard witnesses,
recording every stroke
we tap in seeings, forming letters,
letters into lines, lines into verse,
as we alliterate, we walk unawares,
of the razor thin difference tween blessings and curse,
indiscernible until concluded, perhaps, not even then,
the stanza’s probable outcome,
always unsure, unknowing destiny’s decision
so we walk, tread, plumb, shoutout
“vive la difference,”
hoping the blessing messengers hear us first,
consummating our pleas on their favorable sight & side,
ever fearful, we do not shout loud enough,
do the blind hear,
need me, possess my sacrificial offerings,
my trepidations, burnt on the Temple’s altar
who will breathe their smoke and understand
their fearful origins?
so we-write, cajole that our every moment’s fear,
find the difference, that we don’t bleed from life’s razoring,
the thinner thinnest
needle threaded,
**and fear is the threat,
and fear is the thread,
that holds me together**
until the unraveling
requires me to write again,
the fearful poet
Mar 22, 2019
Mar 22, 2019 at 7:18 AM UTC
Upon the arboreal dozed and limb,
Extended coccyx serpentine loose,
Throne of inspection, tenet and dumb
Stillness hunts akin stealthy Mongoose;
Except for the natal locomotive
Soft deep sufficiently immense purr
Emanating from some industry; effective
In the cover of the thick supple fur.
The lord of his unconquered empire,
Thrives on flesh and quenches on milk,
Wintering unperturbed reading the fire
That flickers, gleaming his bed of silk.
Ever landing on appendage quadruple
Acrobatic athlete not soiling once his back
Consummating in strict concealment marble
Couch of perpetual indulgence buried black
Feb 13, 2012
Feb 13, 2012 at 6:46 AM UTC
no emotionally ecstatic experience compares
to the seminal instance
whence spermatozoa
(from profuse *********** beget
the miraculous propensity
to procreate despite the steep odds
female fertility fosters potential impregnation
fusing the hereditary debt
of feral, fiery, fomenting friskiness
fueling fancy free footloose fornication
prior to seminal fertilization union
sans ova doth induce fret
full ness in tandem with
diametrically opposed exultant sensations
(biologically, embryonically, microscopically,
et cetera) seismic shocks inject
when deliberate intent arises to disregard
applying prophylactics choice
plying reproductive roulette let
which analogous fruitful uterine plain
bastes the "cooking" egg omelette
which impregnation upends cessation of "self"
first and foremost asper desire to breed
wrenching role of "me" as operative
of webbed world de jure upon
consummating that most miraculous deed
necessitating yet for the fecund female relief
from messy menstrual cycle
she becomes temporarily freed
that perhaps a novitiate (or even a gal practiced
in the euphoric family, she instinctually
abides prenatal signals that heed
without feeling debased, harangued, lectured
pedagogical, polemical, puritanical, et cetera blast
assessing copulation enjoyed gloriously,
ineluctably, kinesthetically
lectured by elder, especially cast
in thee reel life drama, that nine months
til offspring utters initial whimper
elapses exceptionally fast
emitting a radiant golden halo wishing
to bottle confluence of hormonal secretions last
ideally fully awake to the birthing process,
when juiced the first stage of maternity past
cuz every moment thee inconsolably
(perhaps colicky infant)
gets first dibs to suckle,
which round the clock nursing
consumes moments many vast.
Feb 11, 2018
Feb 11, 2018 at 1:11 AM UTC
Come,
Find me by the sea
Look prudently,
For I'm not what you perceive..
Am I the wave,
Distant
Ruffled,
A captive of the wind
Or
Am I
Tender,
Rapture,
Eloping with the wind tonight..
Come,
Find me by dawn
Look prudently
For I'm not what you believe
Am I
The distant weary traveller tale
The Tale of endless starry nights..
Or
Am I,
Cupid
Sensuous
Consummating the tangerine sky
Until sunrise..
Come,
Find me by the park.
Look meticulously my love,
For I'm not what I reveal
Am I
The crumbly undusted forgotten bench,
Stained, left to scar.
Or
Am I the blowing leaf
Scaled mountains,
And the parks..
Alluring,
Telling everyone,
How lovable we truly are.
Apr 13, 2015
Apr 13, 2015 at 12:34 PM UTC
"Stop thief" I yelled out chasing her,
she stopped, hugged and kissed me deep-
consummating her theft.
Dec 15, 2012
Dec 15, 2012 at 8:47 PM UTC
(10wx3)
Ocean plays,
pokes the shore,
waves' bubbly edges
bashing,
lapping,
seducing,
making love,
calmly,
violently...
sand and rocks,
both subservient...
ocean...fondles shore with
masochistic caresses,
consummating...eccentric
love affair...
Sally
Copyright February 7, 2017
Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
Feb 7, 2017
Feb 7, 2017 at 9:40 AM UTC
She has become her demons.
This innocent flower.
Her demons have lived, pillaged and devoured her.
But yet she does not fight them,for these demons are all she's known.
In all the chaos they have become her home.
At least she's certainly not alone.
Its to the point now, where she dare not escape.
Her mind corrupted and her life at stake.
But its always been this way, ever since she tuned in.
When that happens they finally win.
These hell sent goblins of grief, never stopped to keep the peace.
Instead they thrived and bred, eventually consummating in her head.
This innocent flower, corrupted so soon.
Not even these malignant spirits allowed her to bloom.
But she did bloom, into a flower of despair.
Its too late now, these demons have won.
She has become the most beautiful valley of Autumn Crocus.
So toxic there is no cure.
These demonic sprites have left her impure.
Feb 26, 2014
Feb 26, 2014 at 12:09 PM UTC
Painfully the heart beats the chest,
Ember of lineal segregation will come out,
And the ripping blaze of fire will engulf,
Communal harmony consummating peaceful coexistence gulf,
Executing ethnicity, caste, creed and religion smithereens.
Patriot’s spirit yields serene backdrops,
Everyone permanently scribbling down the tales,
And if we don’t improve the stories,
Coming generations will be forced to clean up our mess,
Ending up in the question “what is peace?”
Peace is simply forgiveness,
End of hate, war or violence,
Abstinence of using violence to show our emotions,
Calming silence,
Endeavor to have unity in diversity.
Portrayal of Kenya’s flag is peace,
Entailing every magic spell of her climate, history and culture,
Appraised by her quick succession of seasons,
Culminated by the gentle sun and benign rain that softens the mind,
Endorsing peace naturally.
Wishing a peaceful 2017 General Elections in Kenya.
Jul 30, 2017
Jul 30, 2017 at 1:21 AM UTC
And in her eyes, reside starlight and fire,
A multitude of sparks against the dark of her pupil,
Shining through open windows of iris - showcasing soul.
And stars dance in her gaze, a mimickry of laughter on lips,
"Come share in this joy with me" they seem to say,
Projecting their thrall, compelling and enticing,
Bespelling like beings and light beings alike,
Drawing them nigh, to join in a ritual baring.
They envoke a sharing of spirits, inviting a marriage of ideas,
Consummating a journey of ties, unveiling unseen connections.
Cloaked in midnight, and still she is luminous,
Mysterious, yet, as precious and pure as genuine pearls -
Her glow resonating from subconscious through skin,
As moonlight in human form,
Her tendrils stealing into universe,
Shaping, adjusting, freeing.
Paying homage to the goddesses before her,
She calls the tides to her fists,
And beckons the raging winds to surrender to her will,
She commands the rains to cease, and the seas to still;
A reckoning force, blunting the force of storms,
She calms calamitous energies,
Standing fearless in the face of catastrophe,
Gargantuan, even to giants, overwhelming and limitless,
Black, and magic.
May 29, 2021
May 29, 2021 at 2:40 PM UTC
Gently,
ever-so gently,
I am covered by
your succulence,
sweet parted-lips
upon sweet parted-lips,
I eagerly search
your soft-folds
with such tenderness.
O what delight,
there is no fight,
but harmony!
A warm-moistness
engulfs,
surrounds
my rigidness,
consummating
our sensuous-act,
this sacred-gift,
a smothering of Heaven.
Dec 28, 2013
Dec 28, 2013 at 7:54 AM UTC
Imagining us together...
Holding hands and exchanging vows.
Kissing and consummating.
To passionately conceive.
And to birth a passion.
To raise it,
and love it,
and watch it grow.
For us as well...
To grow old,
and love one another all the same.
And in it's own time,
to die at your side.
But for all it's worth,
to live a life worth living,
with you.
Yes, indeed.
Imagining us together...
It does not scare me.
Not one bit.
Not when I look at you.
Mar 12, 2013
Mar 12, 2013 at 11:22 PM UTC
**His belly full up
of castigation,
she could finally
shed her tears
'neath thundering
sleeplessness
'til the giant was
once again roused,
to commence forthwith
consummating
another imperfect storm**
Jun 24, 2015
Jun 24, 2015 at 9:53 AM UTC
the inexorable finality of time
that outlives us all
clutches at exaggerations
that would conform
to pretentious intentions
and succeed in consummating
an accentuated design
of limitless flaws
Nov 13, 2012
Nov 13, 2012 at 1:30 PM UTC
*
Romeo:
My abundant affection for YOU
Is the wonder I see in your eyes
Your LOVE is quality of eternity
Zuliet:
My LOVE takes every form of nature
My LOVE dwells in your spirits
ooooxxxxoooo
Majznu:
My seeking of YOUR LOVE within me is "unique"
Layla:
My LOVE is fire within YOU
My LOVE is water within YOU
My LOVE is air within YOU
My LOVE is the earthiness within YOU
My LOVE is the void within YOU
My LOVE is The light within YOU
My LOVE is the darkness within YOU
My LOVE is your very NATURE
ooooxxxxoooo
ZHeer:
Your LOVE becomes everything within me
Without any effort of mine
And I become "nothing" in your LOVE
My invisibility resides in YOUR being
Ranzjhnaa:
That's why our LOVE is ETERNAL
That's why...
We are not seen as TWO by the world
ooooxxxxoooo
Chorus:
**Their union is a never ending fight
Their prayers of LOVE protects them
And lights the whole world with illumination
Their saga of LOVE is ETERNAL
No one in this world can change their LOVE**
ooooxxxxoooo
Shirin:
We are just two tiny particles of Golden Dust
Farhad:
We are just two amoeba caught inside each other
ooooxxxxoooo
Sohni:
Consummating in our union to become "ONE"
Mahiwal:
We are each-other's ether quintessence particles
ooooxxxxoooo
Sahibaan:
I'm the taste of saliva of your mouth
Mirza:
I'm the fluid of your womb
ooooxxxxoooo
YOU:
I am the answer to your search of LOVE
Me:
YOU are the answer to my search of LOVE
ooooxxxxoooo
Chorus:
**Does the world see their LOVE?
Everything they do is done for each other
Come and see them -
They will live beyond ETERNITY
They are not the beginning, nor the ending
Their union is infinite cycle of LOVE**
*
Dec 16, 2018
Dec 16, 2018 at 11:20 PM UTC
Longing for a kiss
On the lips that stir desire
Longing for the scent
Of the skin that sweetly taunts her
Yearning for the touch
A warmth that burns her deep
A sweet caressing brush
It traces round her peaks
As they heave about with passion
His breath upon her skin
Sighing sweet temptations
Lust and love in one
A rhythmic waltz of passion
One hip upon the other
Consummating love
Letting themselves go
Feb 7, 2017
Feb 7, 2017 at 7:53 PM UTC
It was the night my hair all came off.
It was the night I never wanted to let go of you.
It was the night that every breath I took took took me farther away from you in time, but closer to you in my heart.
It was the night before the morning that I had to rip myself away from you to go back to an empty city.
The clock ticked silently as I tossed and I turned, unwilling to close my eyes to your face, knowing that once I fell into the comfort of sleep I would immediately be yanked back up - to get dressed, to carry my bags, to leave your warmth, your love, your bed.
I didn't live in the future or the past, I lived in the sea of our love, because that was the present. Throwing my passions and dreams on the floor to be yours, sweeping them back up again like flour, snow dust, magical. Consummating our love over and over and blurring the lines, melting the rules, playing our own game.
Waiting helplessly for you to tell me not to go, though no one knew what to do, what to say, how to feel.
It was the night I couldn’t feel because my light was being turned off.
It was the night my body slipped away, the night we shed our tears, the night we made love with our eyes. One of the nights I fell in love with you.
Dec 22, 2010
Dec 22, 2010 at 8:18 PM UTC