Speaking Of A Love Across Centuries

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Speaking of a love across centuries
Time is no hindrance to our eternal fate
Passion, affection & a smile go a long way
When you’re kind, there’s no reason to retaliate
Finding a peace within your skin
The perfect location to finally & truly disrobe
Clocks of sand will never understand how I feel
For in doublestep, I’ve been forced to sail the globe
A true believer of what we could forever be
Eventually I’ll see my end, but it won’t be their doin’
Immune to the judgements & snide remarks
Hand in hand, I know our embrace protects us from ruin

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I Want To Taste Your Skin

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I want to taste your skin
I desire to hold your naked form
Our souls exposed & intertwined
With no expectations to ever conform
The comfort of being truly accepted
Worth being compared to the moon & stars
Never asking our hearts to change
Nothing greater than being loved for who we are

There’s Something To Be Said For Going Outside

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There’s something to be said for going outside
Wallowing in the dirt, smearing it on your skin
Returning your soul to the Earth, to be truly free
There’s only one life; you’ve got to get it in
Remove society’s reign over your instincts
Dance unhindered; strip & frolic completely bare
Be at peace with the natural world’s glory
Stand proudly and let your nips feel the harvest air

 

 

*still behind in my posting….

Hanging With Beach Bums & Bashful Babes

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Hanging with beach bums & bashful babes

Swimming in the surf on late Spring days

Colorful flavors poured gently over ice

Skin glowing after hours in the pleasant rays

I thought I saw a Sea Hag along the sand

Though she revealed herself to be a Siren

Coaxing & teasing me with her demure allure

Whispering that I might be a modern Lord Byron

Uncomfortable with compliments of any sort

I quietly pull out my pen to jot down an ode

Her eyes grow wide, then a smirk & a wink

Simultaneously my mind, heart & loins explode

 

She Was Leaving At 2 In The Morning

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She was leaving at 2 in the morning
A bad girl in a short sun dress
Tearing down the fabric of a dissolving society
She called the Raven, who told her –
“Leave the inauthenticity to the airwaves”

But I would always rather be with her
Forever was never long enough
Her hand no longer upon my skin
Yet, upon my soul
She left fingerprints

Speeding Through Green Lights

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Speeding through green lights
Welcoming the rites of Spring
A warm day to rise & smile
Walk softly & listen to the birds sing
A fiddle & bagpipes call out
Traits of hope & smiles in the air
Release the frustration of Winter
Be free; dance out in your underwear
Feel the heat of the morning sun
Pour yourself an early glass of wine
Stretch out with a wink for me
Bare skin kissed by the glorious sunshine

Within The Redefining Of Desire

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Within the redefining of desire
Subtle notes of evening’s confines
The heat of the heart’s pure fire
Nothing but love could ever outshine
Unsnapped garters; my secret delusions
I’m forever lost within her brassiere
Butterflies & their innocent intrusions
Each step closer I approach without fear
Her blush blooming from skin so ashen
Coaxed her vigor with her bodice on the floor
Abandoned all reason, condoning reckless passion
I promise a vouchsafed love forever & more

Another Tattoo Won’t Fix Me

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Another tattoo won’t fix me
Character flaws will remain intact
Anxiety, depression & the mortgage
Will continue to be undeniable facts
I’ll still be this version of me
But I’ll feel life under my skin
A slow, steady build-up to joy
Creeping up to take charge again

my shadow screams like a thousand suns

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my shadow screams like a thousand suns
a gorgeous woman leaves but asks why
the power is from the sea of black lights
some will have to vision my delicate sky
thinking manipulated the eternity of dreams
i am drunk, recalling moments, driving me to cry
death is an essential smell, pounding music watches
storms trudge on through, but i must try
water sweats as he falls in love with her
the mist under a pink rose petal shines like spring
ugly lust floods and i cannot swim
the smooth gown worships bare skin, as she sings