"enconter" poems
Mutted sounds
The city sleeps... traditional
Rest...closed shutters
Against the heat....skies white
Blinding, implacable
Brurnt, liquid: coupolas baking
Through centuries of glazed splendor
My lover's breath on old fashioned
Sheets: starched, crip...ironed flat
Our bodies recouping
In the cool inner wall... welcomed presence
Nary a sound...inanimate objects
Enrobed in silence
Languid , heavy, waiting for the shadows
Announcing night's fresh enconter.
Colette Anne Naegle
copyrights 2005
Mar 2, 2012
Mar 2, 2012 at 3:34 AM UTC
The Morning After,
ya lips touched mine,
the smell of us from last night
the way you made my body shake,
I wake up in a state of sedated bliss,
Completely
oblivious to what's going on
around me
I find you nestled in the crook of
my arms holding on to me ,
loooking at you,
looking so peaceful
and yeah
you should be
cuz you worked my body
like I always dream
and I can't say I blame you
cuz I gave the same to you,
I licked you and kissed you til you
begged me to stop
and as drops of you left my mouth
I let you cover me again
and repeat the steps as
we danced in the sheets,
Magically pounding me
yet so gentle
as you move into me
with me
Our bodies
flowing with the rhythm
and moving to the same tune,
I like what we did,
I cant lie
I loved it,
I didn't want to stop
couldn't get enough..,
but as we lay here
whispering and giggling
joking about this blissful enconter..
I think again it's time you go
I dont want you to
but
He's coming home and
I know it's killing you to leave
but
We'll always have these memories
of the night before
and Today.....
The Morning After!
Always Me Ayeshah,
Mar 5, 2010
Mar 5, 2010 at 9:08 PM UTC
As i walk threw the valley of the shadow of death,
I look and see all these things i got left, in my path,
never to let me threw. All these things I enconter i have the rite to blame on you,
You made me cry and threw me at my weekest point,Never to let me speak Forever to make me weak, in the heart, mind, body, and soul. I look to the strongest leader to help me grab whole of my own life,
But always you come back stabbing with this knife. Let me be who i want, Who i aim to be.
But remember when i get back up you will truelly see i am crazy XD
Jan 14, 2013
Jan 14, 2013 at 11:14 PM UTC