Carnal Bliss

Her eyes burned with unbridled passion
Upon that gaze he did fall
Into the burning pools of fire within
Did his eagerness for her spread unchecked
A fieriness of lust abounded
He craved her touch all around
She cried out for his embrace
Into each other’s arms they plummeted
A scalding burning pyre did rage
Communion of their two souls
Interwoven with an animalism unleashed unabated
Craving, longing hunger for a satisfaction long denied
They did fall into a carnal bliss


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Love Turned Cold

A tale of a torrid love affair
Of flames burning high into the sky
The intensity like heat blasting like a furnace
Like a wildfire scorching across the land
A supernova burning hot in the night
Over time that love did wane
To smoldering embers of their love burning out
Nothing but hot coals of what was left of their heated love affair
Slowly burning until nothing was left but ash
Ashes of the remains of their torrid heated love turned cold
The foundations of what was meant to last forever
Now a ruin forgotten in time


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Believe it or not the idea for this poem came to me while watching The Avengers: Infinity War.  LOL

A blanket, soft and warm, with the faintest hint of her perfume.

Within a moment in time
Feeling the miles that separate us
Fleeting pictures of you in my mind
Wishing for the time to go by
The thought of your touch
A dream of your kiss
Looking upon the face of my angel
Your voice calling out my name in passion
So many images run through my head
As I wrap myself on this cold winter night
Dreaming the dream that is my one true love
To be back in your arms
For the rest of our days
All these thoughts of you run through my soul
As I sit here under a blanket, soft and warm, with the faintest hint of her perfume
Swirling in my head.


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Prompt Courtesy of: https://puttingmyfeetinthedirt.com/2018/12/01/december-writing-prompts-2/

A mirror image of who he once was.

Once a dashing young prince of a man

A smile that would make the ladies swoon

Covered from head to toe in a bronze tan

The stature of a legendary British Dragoon

Feats of bravery and daring heard near and far

Winning the ladies hearts across the land

Many looked upon him like a star

His good looks and hard body went hand in hand

But as always, the case

A foe beyond his strength did rise

His slow fall from grace

An enemy did take him by surprise

It was neither man nor beast

An adversary that was so sublime

A fight he put up at least

The prosecutor of his demise

Was an enemy without pause

An opposition working overtime

Made him a mirror image of who he once was

The enemy of his was non-other than father time.


Prompt Courtesy of : https://puttingmyfeetinthedirt.com/2018/12/01/december-writing-prompts-2/

Home to You

Days pass by like a slow-moving stream

Upon your heart I wait upon a dream

Future for two souls entwined over time

The day will come when I am yours and you are mine

Till that day I count the mornings as they past

Waiting to be in your arms at last

Until that day I come home to you

The thought of your beautiful face pulls me through.


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Magically Musical

Like angels in heaven
Playing a tune meant for creation
Upon the winds it sweeps so pleasant
A Heavenly narration
It surrounds you in joy
Making a picture of beauty
A song made just for you to enjoy
It can’t help but take away the gloomy
The call of nature is irrefutable
For its sounds are purely magically musical


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Prompt Courtesy of: https://puttingmyfeetinthedirt.com/2018/11/01/november-writing-prompts/

Fresh Air, No Despair

Hand grasping at her throat
Squeezing ever so slightly
Sounds of ecstasy floating up in a note
His hand closes ever so tightly

Throes of passion rise in flame
The intensity of excitement grows
Rising up in their passionate game
She begs for his will to impose

Rising closer to her peak
Her release is near at hand
Euphoria of delight she seeks
She arrives at her promised land

A new plane of sensuality they have reached
Such a truly loving affair
Within a new sense of togetherness has been breached
The feel of fresh air, no despair


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Prompt Courtesy of: https://puttingmyfeetinthedirt.com/2018/11/01/november-writing-prompts/

Captivating Confines

Lost in a world of make believe

A mind of wonder and illusion

Places we have yet to perceive

Hides his wonders in seclusion

 

Amazing creatures of every kind

Colors that dazzle the eye

Things you would never find

Maybe they have them in Shanghai

 

His mind delves in to the unknown

Worlds of undiscovered amazement

Often it seems like a danger zone

Such an anticipated engagement

 

Such a place of fascination

All wrapped up within his mind

Written in his narration

Within the walls of his captivating confines

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Prompt Courtesy of: https://puttingmyfeetinthedirt.com/2018/11/01/november-writing-prompts/

Lipstick Lover

A slight tinge of red so dizzies my head
Maybe that purple passion is what’s in fashion
That fluorescent color of green is not my scene
A dark hue of burgundy would be my candy
An alluring hot pink I think
A deep lush brown for out on the town
That cherry red would look hot while we are in bed
Satiny smooth would hit the right groove
Midnight blue could be my cue
So many colors to choose
That would put us in the mood
Your lips are what I choose to discover
You are my sultry lipstick lover

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Prompt Courtesy of: https://puttingmyfeetinthedirt.com/2018/11/01/november-writing-prompts/

The Dream of All Dreams

A thousand miles away

He sits alone in his room

Waiting for that special day

When their time together can resume

 

The thoughts of what is to come

Drives him forward through each day

As he feels his world come undone

He knows he must pray

 

His heart for her has always been smitten

Even though she may not believe it true

The day they met it was written

She made his zest for life brand new

 

So, he sits and waits alone

Sometimes just wanting to scream

He remembers his love back home

Which is the dream of all dreams

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Prompt Courtesy of: https://puttingmyfeetinthedirt.com/2018/11/01/november-writing-prompts/