Cloud Nine

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Foolish notions like forever
Clouded my judgement,
When the only reality was
The now.
All that mattered was
That I should have taken
You in my arms,
Pressed your lips
To mine.
 
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Enticement

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One touch is enough
To begin all those feelings.
The slow descent we both are needing.
Emotion spiralling twixt heaven and earth,
A twisted teasing
Of all the senses we possess
Until we are flying beyond reason.
 
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The Dive

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I write what I cannot say.

I drink the potion,

Of what I dare not dream;

That prevents me sharing

The maelstrom of emotion

Swirling around my heart.

With only the want

Of courage preventing me from diving in

And being consumed by my desire for you.

 

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Bliss

Day 17 … because sometimes all it takes is a kiss

Made of sticks and stones

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Bliss,
The one word
For the feeling.
Electrical dreaming,
The motion picture of colours
Exploding in my mind.

Bliss,
The one word
When my head’s spinning
Because our lips are touching.
We’re so close
I feel your heart beating.
Rhythm coalescing, realities colliding
In this mystery, in this kiss.
 
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Unresolved

For Day 13 we have a late entry, a poem about unanswered questions

Made of sticks and stones

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This tension isn’t tension anymore.
The moment remains a moment nothing more
Not static electricity but stasis.
The erotic drift stalled by the current,
Yet life goes on. Living out our loves
In isolation, suspended animation.
Living life each of us, you and I,
Within an impregnable dome.
A force field created to keep the pain out
That only succeeds in keeping love at bay.
 
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Virtuosity

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Moments with you
Are like fleeting glimpses of colour
In a black and white world.
An alternate reality
Seen out of the corner of the eye.
A mystery,
A dream,
Acted out on a silver screen.
You are the warmth of the summer sun
After the cold of the winter’s rain.
You are a kaleidoscope of experience
Come battering down my door.
A heartbeat,
Only fleeting
And an embrace
Which fades to memory
Too soon.
 
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Random Love Tricks

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She is not here, she is gone.
Just a mirage at the oasis for the lovesick.
Only a temporary delusion
That she ever could have existed in this world,

In my world.
In the barren desert of my heart.
In the endless silence
Between the heartbreaks

That in the infernal night
Wraps me tight within its arms.
Because I’m alone
For she is gone.
 
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Night in Shining Armour

The night in shining armour
Rediscovers my moonlit memories.
How the mighty are humbled
When uncovered by the moonbeams.
Treasure of my beating heart
A taste of your honey lips,

The forgetting that happens
When we’re together.
The wasted hours
When we’re apart

And I long for wine and song again.
Safe, with you in my arms.
Sí, mi amor. Sí, mi amor.

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Originally published 10 September 2016

Missed you

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I should have kissed you,
I wanted to so much.
I should have leaned in closer,
I was aching for your touch.

I could have kissed you,
The lights were turned down low.
There was a moment,
Electricity, between us a glow.

I would have kissed you,
But the shadows were too long,
There had been too much wine
And in the morning I’d be gone.

But I should have kissed you.

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Originally published 8 May 2014

Dream of Eve

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Moonlight sparkles on the water
As I drift lazily by, within this dream.
The languor of a summer night
Encapsulates the instant
The goddess whispers my name.
Her voice so beautiful, ethereal,
It’s like the sighing of the breeze.

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Originally published 8 May 2016