"embosom" poems - Hello Poetry

***Whispering eyes You tell me no lies You speak my absence You know my truth I'm dying to be inspired I long to see what you see I need you immensely Like education Teach me your liberty I want to be enabled like rain Release me from cloudy skies Quiet my thundering blue*** *Your tranquil breath Envelop all of me Your heavenly touch Soothes the beats of my heart I crave for solace In your wings of warmth Take me with you Into the deep serene Engulf me with Your duvet of love* ***My lunar eclipse With shivering lips What you sung above Leave me lost for words I search from within Just beneath my skin I discover a gift A sanctuary of roses Volcanic in nature Your presence erupts A scent of divinity May you clip these wings Only here with you Is where I rather be*** *Let us soar As the empyreal embosom Beyond the universe Outside the realm of Imagination Embracing the seclusion Trunks of our hearts entwined They beat as one Without qualms Exhaling carefree Contentment Slowly sipping eternity* *Justin G Eudora

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Nov 20, 2015

Nov 20, 2015 at 4:46 PM UTC

JustinG

A Thirst for Eternity

***Whispering eyes You tell me no lies You speak my absence You know my truth I'm dying to be inspired I long to see what you see I need you immensely Like education Teach me your liberty I want to be enabled like rain Release me from cloudy skies Quiet my thundering blue*** *Your tranquil breath Envelop all of me Your heavenly touch Soothes the beats of my heart I crave for solace In your wings of warmth Take me with you Into the deep serene Engulf me with Your duvet of love* ***My lunar eclipse With shivering lips What you sung above Leave me lost for words I search from within Just beneath my skin I discover a gift A sanctuary of roses Volcanic in nature Your presence erupts A scent of divinity May you clip these wings Only here with you Is where I rather be*** *Let us soar As the empyreal embosom Beyond the universe Outside the realm of Imagination Embracing the seclusion Trunks of our hearts entwined They beat as one Without qualms Exhaling carefree Contentment Slowly sipping eternity* *Justin G Eudora

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Apart from the isolated confines of my own mind, the warm comfort of your embrace is the safest place I know.

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Jan 31, 2019

Jan 31, 2019 at 7:14 AM UTC

folkloare

Embosom

Apart from the isolated confines of my own mind, the warm comfort of your embrace is the safest place I know.

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I'll fall in your embrace With my droplets mizzling upon you, Dear, would you let me embosom? I'll wander around your infinite contours, Gluing to you in your rugged facets, Dear, would you let me explore? I'll dance with your essence And liberate your scents imbibed in me, Dear, would you let me adrift? I'll mingle with your hues Without loosing my limpid self-hood, Dear, would you let me defy? Under the glaring sun, under the gleaming moon, I'll shine back our entwined zeal, Dear, would you let me scintillate? I'll quiver and twitch when the breeze hits hard, I'll cling to you with my sinking heart, Dear, would you then let me depart? I was lost to infinity, you'd thought. But here I am, in pieces, but caught. Dewy loam lets me in. To unite us again, for love must win. Dear, would you let me be you? Dear, would you let me be us?

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Mar 30, 2015

Mar 30, 2015 at 2:47 PM UTC

chitvan-sharma

The Infinite Existence

I'll fall in your embrace With my droplets mizzling upon you, Dear, would you let me embosom? I'll wander around your infinite contours, Gluing to you in your rugged facets, Dear, would you let me explore? I'll dance with your essence And liberate your scents imbibed in me, Dear, would you let me adrift? I'll mingle with your hues Without loosing my limpid self-hood, Dear, would you let me defy? Under the glaring sun, under the gleaming moon, I'll shine back our entwined zeal, Dear, would you let me scintillate? I'll quiver and twitch when the breeze hits hard, I'll cling to you with my sinking heart, Dear, would you then let me depart? I was lost to infinity, you'd thought. But here I am, in pieces, but caught. Dewy loam lets me in. To unite us again, for love must win. Dear, would you let me be you? Dear, would you let me be us?

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I wish our roles could be recast then you would be the one hanging on my lips; charmed by my eloquence. I would have a higher consideration for it that simply a childish infatuation. I would embosom it, treasure it, cherish it until my last breath. The moment that I first laid eyes on you, I can't remember but every second since then your tune plays incessantly in my head. My heart bleeds when I think of your face and I realise that it's because I know that I would've held it so gently in my hands. Your story I'm not acquainted with. How burdensome the impedimenta of your every day, I don't know. Nevertheless, with every ounce of my might I want to help. What should I have done to catch your eye? Who should I have been to win your heart?

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Nov 10, 2017

Nov 10, 2017 at 5:19 PM UTC

Alzet

Over-dramatic

I wish our roles could be recast then you would be the one hanging on my lips; charmed by my eloquence. I would have a higher consideration for it that simply a childish infatuation. I would embosom it, treasure it, cherish it until my last breath. The moment that I first laid eyes on you, I can't remember but every second since then your tune plays incessantly in my head. My heart bleeds when I think of your face and I realise that it's because I know that I would've held it so gently in my hands. Your story I'm not acquainted with. How burdensome the impedimenta of your every day, I don't know. Nevertheless, with every ounce of my might I want to help. What should I have done to catch your eye? Who should I have been to win your heart?

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She persuaded the curvature of the seam. A dressmaking utterly agonizing, to reach the smoothness one must perceive, it has a regret with the difficulty of repetition of a trend. Her foul purport carbonated the clear intent. But an impecable illustration did provide them with the warmth they intend. The cycle lacked precision but their pliancy was a treasure so **** filled with her preciousness. Velveted silk portrait embraces and confines a cause within a retrospective, a muse divides with a major uproar, one with the furor of nature uncontrolled. The spell of glamor enchanted the failed dorks. They daydreamed fuzzy temptations to achieve their doomed ****** Of their antagonised exchange was born an incurable rage. The vexed source became cursedly recruitable for their loveable tremors, she had no knowledge of their cultivated adoration. This will be our temple to our redemption and acceleration. It has consumed us all, encased conscious with translucent locked up doors. The excitation has endure the incommensurable, the deluge did occur in the future. The scorn we throw to each other is acceptable if I desire to engorge her, it'll wear off your vile will, it'll grant me her savoury thrill. Velveted silk portrait I beg you not to demise and ascend. We'll ravage the essence of your pure command, although, our adoration is the realest love spell. I was snarling when I saw you embosom him, it felt like you were entering something delightful and never ******* ending. What was behind the blinds it wasn't supposed to be appreciated, we were always stood in a horizontal line and pulling harsh, all acts performed were a praying for your preference. Velveted silk portrait, we encouraged you to revoke your beauteous den, to an addictive merriment. We'll howl with devotion to this new founding arts, her paint sparkled in the now dusky lane. A palace never menacing to our welcoming, an unfair entrance to the terribly but tender embodiment. The gladness finally dragged us to our unfair refinement.

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Jan 5, 2020

Jan 5, 2020 at 11:03 PM UTC

Stephportu

Velveted silk portrait

She persuaded the curvature of the seam. A dressmaking utterly agonizing, to reach the smoothness one must perceive, it has a regret with the difficulty of repetition of a trend. Her foul purport carbonated the clear intent. But an impecable illustration did provide them with the warmth they intend. The cycle lacked precision but their pliancy was a treasure so **** filled with her preciousness. Velveted silk portrait embraces and confines a cause within a retrospective, a muse divides with a major uproar, one with the furor of nature uncontrolled. The spell of glamor enchanted the failed dorks. They daydreamed fuzzy temptations to achieve their doomed ****** Of their antagonised exchange was born an incurable rage. The vexed source became cursedly recruitable for their loveable tremors, she had no knowledge of their cultivated adoration. This will be our temple to our redemption and acceleration. It has consumed us all, encased conscious with translucent locked up doors. The excitation has endure the incommensurable, the deluge did occur in the future. The scorn we throw to each other is acceptable if I desire to engorge her, it'll wear off your vile will, it'll grant me her savoury thrill. Velveted silk portrait I beg you not to demise and ascend. We'll ravage the essence of your pure command, although, our adoration is the realest love spell. I was snarling when I saw you embosom him, it felt like you were entering something delightful and never ******* ending. What was behind the blinds it wasn't supposed to be appreciated, we were always stood in a horizontal line and pulling harsh, all acts performed were a praying for your preference. Velveted silk portrait, we encouraged you to revoke your beauteous den, to an addictive merriment. We'll howl with devotion to this new founding arts, her paint sparkled in the now dusky lane. A palace never menacing to our welcoming, an unfair entrance to the terribly but tender embodiment. The gladness finally dragged us to our unfair refinement.

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