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Many a boy – quick in his view
Looking for the easy girls of a soft dawn Those who are comely & always giggle With an fresh smile & seldom else on
They know not the pleasure of true joy
The beauty of engaging an active mind The coaxing out of the right words An equal in intellect you might find
But I, who finds himself at sunset
Have indeed heard the siren’s voice & the pleasure of being selected By a grown woman’s choice
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The winter is dreadful
So we huddle by the fire’s glow I always loved that sweater & this feeling we now know You may not always remain But this will be my greatest feat I’ll cherish our every kiss & surely we’ll always have Yeats
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With the chill of winter settling in
The horizon proves a coming storm
I convince her we need to strip naked
And cuddle to remain warm
Preparing for the long, cold season
Always keeping her flesh within reach
Needing her to bundle me up
Never mind we’re down on the beach Like this: Like Loading...
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Saddle up to the counter
Anxiety requiring a shot or two Feeling warmth of liquid bliss Slowly beginning to feel like you
Tension of these recent events
But knowing he’s always on your side Methodically flirting for good measure You’re aglow; his fair-haired bride
Hand in hand to go dance in the rain
Never letting storms dampen your night Electric kisses & a dress clinging as it drips It’s perfectly transparent; albeit no longer virginal white Like this: Like Loading...
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I caught you outside in your slip
The gossamer wisps within my view
A ripe side of the ever lovely
I couldn’t help but stare at you
Running through a Summer rain
Racing to the steps of a Victorian porch
Draped in a thin dress of pale tulle
The heavy heart of a burning torch
Amid the seduction of incantations
I knew your illusions were clear
Transparent upon the fresh flesh
& I thought only my intentions were sheer
I always look where no one looks
Trying to see what no one is willing to see
Saturated; glory beyond Heaven’s bounty
I’m out here shooting for immortality Like this: Like Loading...
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Transactionally stealing poetry from her diary
Thinking pretty thoughts, my lady crooner
Shedding our shared idealized past
Ravishingly disheveled from another nooner
These things are seldom spoken aloud
Angels sing out; no longer so distant
Breached actions distorting our thoughts
Heartbroken; leaving you feeling resistant
I’m out here worshipping my secular goddess
Looking for quiet now & avoiding unsolicited advice
Passion not always akin to pleasure
Focused to ensure my kisses are nice & precise Like this: Like Loading...
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I can still make mature women blush
Knowing the proper placement of words Using my tongue to enunciate firmly The rhythm of recitement, she slowly purred
The fertile experience of rapturous joy
Pause a moment, so she won’t catch her death Letting her pulse settle to reasonable levels Returning to the living, joy in each & every breath
The bold blonde with big, bouncy curls
Much-maligned missionary souls Falling in love was always my fatal flaw Especially once I’ve relinquished control
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This is life. This is reality.
When the pretty words drip away
When the party’s over
You’ve still got to wake & face the day
Digital lovers lavish heaps of praise
Complimenting you on your magnificent blog
While you neglect the physical world
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A small smile
Like she always knows More beautiful Than any summer rose
Don’t rush me, woman
I’m making sure you’re real The invigorating magic Of the slow reveal Like this: Like Loading...
I know you don’t want to be looked upon
But I can’t help keeping your beauty in view
You feel self-conscious
Though I’m whole heartedly in love with you
Please do not hinder my sight
I want you to always be at my side
You’re the nearest thing to perfection
I’ll be devastated if you run off & hide Like this: Like Loading...
A cup of coffee sounds mighty nice
Talking away hours in the sun
Warmth after this long cold winter
Experiences overall count as one
Coming times to start all over
No need to hesitate or soften your walk
Forced feelings fall a little short
Take time & measure when you talk
A friend is a friend forever
But be weary as not to injure
Broken hearts never quite heal
Through a loving soul will always endure Like this: Like Loading...
You say I’m doing it wrong
I’m about to gavel you with my dong
I don’t need any instruction
You say I’m due for destruction
Fuck off with your prophecies
You’re not quite Socrates
Stop, these attempts are futile
I reject your whole kit & caboodle
You’re not the Lord, you have no domain
I am here and I shall always remain
Just an old poem that made me laugh. Hope You enjoyed it! (yes, that’s me on 2/18/97 according to the date stamp… my senior year!)
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Dissidents wishing for anarchy
Amid the noise at the city’s edge Marching toward the inevitable With blinders afixed & a solemn pledge
Roustabouts & preachers agreeing before light
Yet the jury will always cry out for more Cannot tolerate the president’s folly The juxtaposition of hippies going to war Like this: Like Loading...
I wish to whisper elegant tales
They’ll allow you to follow me
Through the transfers of light
These are moments you’ll be free
I know you have never believed
In what I forever sought & dreamed
We could have been truly great
You always wanted better it seemed Like this: Like Loading...
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But our dreams drip
Memories frothing to the surface Unknown to the exterior Remnants of our innocence Miss
Complications of misinterpretations
Dwelling in this unfailing mess Stepping gently away at this time of night Always remember you in that short gingham dress Like this: Like Loading...
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My fetish is powerful women
Standing proud in front of a crowd Holding court with authenticity Firmly entrenched without having to get loud
Mesmerized by the way she carries herself
Controlling me with a compassionate glance She’s my incandescent muse My reason for believing in happenstance
She’s regal without being out of touch
Properly expressing how it feels to be real But I know she’s never going to give in No matter our depravities, she will never kneel
Containing the ability to remain soft & lovely
While always making me hard She can be inconvenient to worship Not a plot point, won’t let you simply discard
Who am I to say no?
When she asks me to open up for the Queen I’m the victim of my own volition But I love it all, if you know what I mean Like this: Like Loading...
I wish to feel her heart
To feel every loving beat She makes me smile Ever since we first did meet
I wish to touch her heart
For it always gives me hope A silly grin creases my face With my prolonged grope
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I want nothing more than to have you
To have you dependent upon my words To have you drunk on my inspiration I want to be the writer you always preferred Like this: Like Loading...
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Your painted lips upon the tea cup
A bountiful feast spread before you
A grateful life filled with laughter
There is nothing you wouldn’t do
Thinking of everyone else first
Within that most beautiful chest
Contains a self-sacrificing heart
Please know I’ll always love you the best Like this: Like Loading...
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Life doesn’t have to be difficult
It’s not easy or perfect or always fun Often times we must merely survive It’s all a cycle – a promise of a rising sun
Keep vigilant & maintain the good fight
Anything is possible when you have hope Let us go into battle hand in hand But first – a quickie would really help me cope Like this: Like Loading...
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Passion failing all around me
We’re all exposed on the battleground Hearts breaking wide open Sketchy footing, leaving the night unsound
Cautiously looking out into the world
I’m safely behind doors & my windowpane A vicious society who always destroys Forcing love to wither & die in vain
Cherishing the woman I’ll forever desire
Who wears my great-grandmother’s ring Upon us to ensure it doesn’t happen here With her in my arms, I’ll always I’ll cling Like this: Like Loading...
I’m always dressed for the beach
You never know when you’ll feel those pulls Needing to wash your toes in the tide Taking your soul down to walk along the shoals Like this: Like Loading...
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Even if you have failed
This life isn’t a total loss You can always get get back up When you’re living under the cross Like this: Like Loading...
No visible injuries
Never fixed by a Rx pad
You’ll pat me gently
“Oh, it’s not that bad”
You’ll shove me back
& I’ll maintain & pretend
I’ll smile & laugh
Even when I need a friend
We’ll always ignore
The darkness that looms
You’ll never care
As long as I resume Like this: Like Loading...
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I can’t explain
I don’t have the frightful words Just know I can still feel Yet my notions contain the absurd
These nuisance actors linger
Youthful mistakes I always regret The musty smell of a cracked spine Odes & reams I can never forget Like this: Like Loading...
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It’s always been my nature to resist
Not sputtering words as an endless trope Never trusting anything popular nor cool The outcasts & rejects are who give me hope Like this: Like Loading...
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Looking for a tepid note
Passion hinted in the scrawl
Something lost that night
When we last lovingly balled
One eye never shuts now
Always searching for you
No dreams to rile or navigate
I’m wandering without a clue Like this: Like Loading...
I’m just trying to live my life
Extending some gratitude along the way
Showing the people how I can love
For we never know when it’ll be our last day
I don’t always wake up with a smile
But it’s always easier if I somehow do
Grabbing black coffee & my woman’s ass
Together with a grin; I’m gonna make it through
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Sometimes I don’t want to love you
But I know there’s no real choice My heart longs for your touch Your kisses give my soul a voice Sometimes you don’t make it easy But we always make it through This world is a beautiful place Much better since I share it with you Like this: Like Loading...
I may not be everything
But I’ll always try to be Your lover, friend & accomplice Peter Pan of the high seas My flaws are mighty Though I’ll forever be true You have my word & my heart I’ll always be in love with you Like this: Like Loading...