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Love him?

There's this guy, but I won't say his name,
but i can say, that I love him like a back alley hooker loves cocaine.
The end

Where I've Kissed You

Oh my love, the many places I've kissed you                        
Each time secures a special place in my mind, heart and soul          
                         
My long list begins with our unexpected first kiss on the floor in front of your couch                        
When two coworkers and friends nervously crossed the threshold into early, uncertain love                        
                         
Passionate tongues kissing French late in Le Metro all alone  
Right before all the lights went out, then continuing on in anxious darkness                        
                         
Dangling in the sky on a ski lift in Vermont on a subzero, blustery day  
As the snow lightly dusted our heads and shoulders although I have never been so warm                      
                     
Up and down your slender neck and tender earlobes
While I stood behind you pressing against you with firmed desire
                         
On the flight line scared and nervous, tears streaming
As I proudly sent you off to war and when I returned triumphantly home
         
The many times I've kissed your secret sinful lips                        
Red downy hair tickling my nose while savoring salty sweetness
                       
Gently as I looked into your eyes after our day long lover's pilgrimage to Agra                        
As the setting sun had worked it's colorful, vibrant magic on the Taj Mahal                          
                         
On the top of your head as my warm arms enfolded you
The many times you've needed me to just be there
                         
In my stepdaughters' hospital rooms filled with flowers and joy
Each time one of our grandchildren was born                        
                         
Finally, just now, playfully on your pixie nose as you're being cute and silly                        
Thanking you for all the love, passion, and happiness you bring me

Feathers from an Angel's Wings

(Inspired by a lovely poet who shall remain nameless)
 
How delicate and fragile are these words she waxes poetic
Like feathers from the wings of angel trapped earthbound  
 
They tell of love, longing, betrayal and loss
Words too beautiful to be spoken aloud as if they would burst in the air
 
I recognize the deep pain, feel the rawness of her emotions
Realizing that they come from one who has felt these arrows first hand and cannot escape their sting
 
At times I picture her face, tears softly flowing
As she opens up her heart, shares her quiet pain
 
Like this is the only way that she can find relief or solace
By transfering them to the page where they can be locked away in some bound volume
 
To someday be found by that special one, the man she deserves and awaits
Who will read these poems, see her inner beauty, rescue her from her suffering and solitude
 
Oh, were I that man, so worthy to ride in like a knight of old
Pulling her onto my steed, whisking her away to Camelot
 
Taking her to my chateau, wiping away her tears
Kissing her angelic lips and enfolding her in my arms
 
But sadly I am not that chevalier, destined only to pine and wait
Hoping to discover more of her fallen feathers, the closest I will ever get to heaven

Babe

Your the Ying to my Yang
The one who i want to make smile
The one, the only one I would ever let eat off my plate
The one who I start my day with a good mornings text
The one I dream about
The one i get dressed up for
The one I run to when my day sucks
The one I make time for
The one who i let control the radio
The one who can pick out the movie
The one who makes every profile picture
The one who is invited first to all my get togethers
The one who makes me love to laugh
The one i would dance in the rain with
The one i call my  kryptonite

Do you see a pattern in this poem?
Some hinting message?

Your the one

Her name rings around in my head
and the beautiful clouds ,
now fill in the place of our bed.
She's my darling little angel
and today im her Lucifer.
With just one kiss,
im balancing on her heaven of hell.

Lust and greed
are all the same to me.
I want her to be forever mine,
stop time, and live every
second as if we were
the last of our kind.
The sacred Ying and Yang

Secretly yours

Your eyes my world of inspiration
your lips my only sin.

What You Are Inside Of  I    

I see
your freeze frame
this picture's driving me insane
theres only part of you
that's showing
with half a name
I long to know you
invent new colour , alien hues  
turn all the bad , golden
enable breathing on the moon .

Imagine floatation
we're absent
from rotation .

Orchestral notes are pitching high
we are like Kestrel's
in new skies
we could kiss Neptune
or Jupiter's eye
I am the octagon
but no sides lie
I roll and rock too
I've lived a lot of life
so I need to know you
before I go and die .

Take me away
to where new suns
light up your face
with an amethyst haze
that does eradicate
gone days  .

The cool of ruby
and all red  , is truly too me
the jewels that you have bled
and the food
you do feed too me
the words that I have read
walk around inside my head
sometimes they run instead
because of your athletic legs

if I could I'd replace
the dead stars in the sky
if it did so place
what you are  
inside of  I  .

The Attention Of You

I see you , you're so
pretty , yippee
I adore
the floor you walk
and , all you breathe ,
ca

The Attention Of You

I see you , you're so
pretty , yippee
I adore
the floor you walk
and , all you breathe ,
c

The Attention Of You

I see you , you're so
pretty , yippee
I adore
the floor you walk
and , all you breathe ,
can I be a bottle or cork
in , your winery
the plate , the cup or saucer
rocking in your crockery ,
or a silver spoon or fork you ,
polish 'til it's so shiny ,
to laugh , to just say talk to
would do for me .

I think of you
with you're , profile , smile
you've never known me
but I've loved you , a long while ,
even your name , it throws me
to the floor in a pile ,
infatuation , racing
per hour , for miles .

If I could just say
deflate my , lungs to you
then maybe I could make it ,
like a dream come true .

You're like a solar panel
full of energy ,
my baby , my sunflower
a radiation of heat ,
to someone , you belong
so , shame on me
I know that this is wrong
but hey , a guy can dream .

I see you smiling
sideways ,
I adore the floor
you walk on ,
I've prayed
for ways to talk and
get noticed by you .  
 

My Love
The scent of your brown hair is intoxicating, whipping in the wind by the riverside.
Your green eyes melting my soul as the end credits slide along the screen, we just finished that new romantic comedy you've been dying to see..
There's a storm outside, its raining, there's thunder. Every time lightning flashes, you move closer to me. I don't mind cuddling in the dark with you.
If "I love you." was enough, I wouldn't be writing this.  
I may be crazy for this, but sometimes I just like to pretend that you're at my side, no matter where I am, telling me you love me.
You see, sometimes, I just go out of my mind thinking about you. Full-fledged insanity: that's the kind of love I have for you.
We think that it won't work out sometimes, but it has to.  Because if you left me, I'd lose a piece of my soul.
I love calling you "Honey," "Sugar," "Dumpling," & "Pudding" because thats how sweet you are.
And if I fail to prove to you just how deep my feelings are, it's only because I've never had any experience with these kinds of relationships.
And when I tell you that simply thinking about you brightens my day, I mean it. No matter how hard my life is, or how black that cloud that always seems to be there to rain on my parade gets, you always pierce through the darkness with a gleaming ray of sunshine.
My love can't be described in a few words. Not even in a lot of words. But whatever it takes to get my point across I'll do it. You mean that much to me.
Letting my feelings out is always hard, but when its for you, I find the task a little less of a burden. I'd love to kiss you right now.. Hug you.. Hold hands.. Hell, I'd settle for locking our pinkies together. Because any kind of physical contact with my baby, is a lifetime of fulfillment.
I promised that I wouldn't leave you, no matter what, and that is a promise I intend to uphold vehemently.
I'm losing touch with reality again..
We're on a boat together, in the middle of a lake. We're fishing (for sport, because I know you don't like to eat them), I just told a joke, because you're laughing. The sun's setting on the horizon.
Now we are on a beach, soaking up the rays, enjoying pina colodas (actually, not pina colodas, I hate them). But we're not alone this time, there's a little girl burying our feet in the sand. I feel like I've accomplished something meaningful in life. I've established a family.
One more shift and we're back at present day. I've really lost it, because we're sitting on the couch now. Kissing. Exploring each other's body. Whispering our intense, passionate, and undying love in each others tight embrace.
Then, I'm dumped back into to the realm of of dissapointment: Reality.
But I'm not upset. I KNOW that all those things will see fruition one day. One day, I'll be the happiest man in the northern hemisphere. One day, I'll hold you tight and never let you go. One day we will have a child together. One day you WILL wake up and see me smiling back at you.  
Every aspect of your personality is attractive, and I want to stay with you forever.
Am I obsessing over you? Good. That's the point.
All I need to be happy in life is to hear you say "I love you, Deonte'". When we were on the phone, and you told me you loved me, when you called me baby.. I felt something deep inside. I knew that I had found the one. And I'm not talking about The Matrix, I mean that one person that God created, specifically tailored, just for me..
It's with an unhindered passion that I scream your name from the hill tops. I want everyone and everything to hear, when I proclaim it to the skies that I am in love with this woman. And I would rather die than go on without her.
I can feel everyday bring me just on step closer to you. This isn't a crush, it's more than that. It's me holding tight and never giving in to the pressure, nor the stress, nor the sense of impending doom. You're in my head at night & you're on my mind in the morning. I want you love.. heart, body, and soul.  
Can you feel this bond between us? I do, and it gets so much stronger everyday. And to break this bond is to break my heart. This is NOT the extent of my affections, but like I said before.. words aren't enough.
I love you.

"Our Appointed Love Time"
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Unbridled salinity
flows in torrents,
streams down my face
taking me to another place,
what might have been,
what may still be,
for you and me.

Oh, what need, indeed!
Your sweet essence permeates
my heightened senses,
I am defenseless with a
fervent desire for you, an
unquenched fire rages within
my body, my mind.  
You are so kind.

I bow down on hands and knees to
kiss the hallowed ground
you walk, waiting
hopefully,
patiently for the
Ageless Clock Father
to
turn his hands
quickly
to
our
appointed
love time.

"Fondest Childhood Memory"
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As a child,
I remember the
mouthwatering anticipation of the
sweetest homemade ice creams.
I
loved
all
the
flavors.
My fervent, fiery appetite has not
diminished, but blossomed instead.
Incredibly, and just as intense,
sensuous delights I crave with those
same wonderful feelings
as an adult.

Ready for more dessert sweetheart?