A Poem for the Day

She Is a Wild child
All the while
Her feelings can not be tamed
Her style can not be renamed
Her Afro a wild mane
Her heart often Insane
She gives no reasons for Love
And most times none for the loss
A crazy toss
A Beautiful Mess
and Still she's Blessed

Love Poetry Volume I

Lovelight DeepLove

he says:
 I enter u

Soul speak sort to speak
Begin climb to eclipse peak
Eyes seeing heart so heart
Leaps .....

she says:
Your eyes like stars
 lighting my neglected light
Soul Searching
hands wander
you trace my curves
with no words
 nothing to say or to be said
as your fingers intertwine with mine
grabbing the bed sheets
We Seek

he says:
silence becomes the place we view this unheard love
it listens as we hone from above
clear coherent climbing to hove
fly float combining this feeling of expressed in symbol dove
peace peeled in each layer of skin
that blends in the brightness
of the night                 

she says:
The Moon lights our Passion filled journey
a silhouette of our flesh
tangled
our tongues dance to each others groove
synchronizing rhythms
of love untold

he says....
Unfolding moves 
Deepening grooves .... It behooves us to take hold of this 
Us bless 
Fresh water wetness .... I pull the breath connect 
And breathing reflects .... Our union depth 
Divine shine 
Ur mine 

she says:
In your arms time unwinds
as our souls  grind
We combine in a Love that's Sublime
It Rhymes
 your eyes melt mine
you're so fine
Your Love refines my shine
Each breath Bliss
licking my lips waiting  for the next Kiss...

he says:
i want to activate this word
 make it love us/
envision us
i want this word to moan
make mind mend
to move to be
i want this word true

This Scribe written by Nakia Santos (@MSKIASWAY and Luqmon Abdus-Salaam @wiseservant Photography by @wiseservant

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   The Anatomy of His Kiss
       ~B. Sharise Moore

His kiss is bone.

 the thirty-third vertebrae

intricate cog of knotted stomach
and butterflied flutter

 time sheet of nerve ending
river of want spilled
over heaping spoon of tongue

 his breath, ligament
and yearn
the slick and the slide

our lips, uneven bars
a perfect purse
of where impossible meets
intermittent dream

 day trader of nibble
lick
suck
sigh

his delicate bite
is a coiling respiration
kickback
pinwheel
a clockwork
respite
from routine
the safest danger

 his skin, a mosaic splash
of Middle Eastern silk hung subtly
across dark copper jaw

 he is fragmented mirage
the unhinging before the howl
makes me a muted
maim of a lover

and

 I can only beg from the
pits of my pupils

 he snatches my speech
catches it between teeth
grinds it to chunk
of unintelligible grunt
swallows
sinks
inch by
inch

 he is
heave and
muscle
and hands held
and tight grasp.
and moan thrower
and gasp hurler
and wind sower
and seismic shift.
and thought staller
and think freeze.
and sane stealer
and heat tweaker.
and temperate boiler
and steam sucker.
and thunder feeler
and faint maker.
and shout bearer
and time meddler
and love peddler
and he is
and he is
and he
is...

© 2011 B. Sharise Moore

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For 3 A.M.

and then the rains came
no overture or prelude
in a higher key than we
as if I'd squeezed the last red word from your tongue
and sunsoft cotton caught each drop

fire to water, heat to sweat
we met on the bridge from fantasy to reality
lost in arms that didn't give directions
staring at eyes that shone no sight

the rains came
washing away
the doubt

By @inVinceWil

By @inVinceWil
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 "The Honey Drips"

 My heart is poundin'

My mind is racin'

Every muscle in my body

Anticipatin'

Therefore, causin' the honey

To

Drip...drip...drip

As he grabs a hold of my buttocks

Then licks around the chocolate cherry

Before he begins to...suck

My chocolate body buldin' up the fluid

Then the closer he gets...to...the

Clit

There it is

Drip, drip, drip

My chocolate body releases the fluid and

The honey drips

Written and Published by Fertile Spirit

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come with me

come on and take this journey with me
who cares where we end up lets just go
we can go to the stars or heavens above
to the deepest depths or hells below
does it matter as long as we have one another?
the longer the better so come lets begin
any challenge we can conquer as long as we're together
we'll be each others shield
my strength shall complement your weakness and vi-sa ver-sa
no matter what is thrown our way we will come out on top
i'm willing to put all on the line so what are you worried for?
a journey threw the fabric of reality it self is what i want
to the ends of time and space beyond all reasoning and back
lets go lets go......why wait? lets go lets go before its to late
a leap of faith is all it takes
ill catch you when you fall as long as you do the same for me
we can be the greatest of the great hero or villain
just as long as when the end comes we stand strong together
so come on and follow me on this wild adventure
no telling where we end up but who cares as long as its together
all the new friends and enemy's we meet is only half the fun
in the end will be stronger for all of the trial and tribulations
so come on and grab my hand and lets begin shall we
let the winds of time take us
spread our wings wide and plunge into life's uncertainties

--
Dat TearlessPoet

                            Submission

        
          All I thought of was conquering you

                Forcing you to submit

Another conquest added to the

Admired you for your independence

Wit and intellect

And coveted your physical form

Every trick and move I had

I pulled out the bag

Yet stubbornly you wouldn't fold

I wanted you to be mine

How arrogant was I

Yet you did not shun me

Slowly you chipped away at me

My false bravado melted like frost

Underneath your Spring time touch

Foolishly I thought I was making way

Those times you became distant Like a foreign Goddess

Humbling where these experiences

Stubbornly though I persisted

Yet the goal changed

You remained the focus

But the tactics evolved

I fell in love

And when you took note

That's when you gave into submission

But never a lesser

My equal and my teacher

For love is what you gave me

I was conquered through submission

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Moon Stones

I used my phallic piece
As a chisel, and with
Each stroke I carved
A miniature figurine
Encased in her body of onyx.

Her skin is sun-kissed
With baby oil,
A glistening moon stone
Hardened through centuries
Of endurance,
But still smooth to my touch.

She has absorbed the UV rays
From various suns since
The dawn of...
And within her crater
Those rays congeal into
The essence of her beauty:

A moon stone whose illumination

Dims when within my arms,

Only to brighten as chips are flicked

Off to grow into future moon stones.

Give a poet a pen,

A. Jarrell Hayes

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I am so excited that I was able to share my space with Amazing Poets..To all that read this a huge Thank you. Love Light and unstoppable blessings...

Poetry is our Song,
Nakia