#NoPoo for Gabriel Book two -Invictus-
(NoPoo 190) Combustible
Drawn
Completely drawn
Lost
Completely lost
I leave behind
What I am
I leave behind
Who I could be
No longer bound
You leads me
To temptation
To sweet oblivion
I am the moth
You are the flame
I burn
Inside your fire
Drawn
Completely drawn
Lost
Completely lost
I leave behind
What I am
I leave behind
Who I could be
No longer bound
You leads me
To temptation
To sweet oblivion
I am the moth
You are the flame
I burn
Inside your fire
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Can I Write You A Love Song
Can I write you a love song
I’ll sing it softy in your ear all night long
Blow gently without words on my saxophone
Diamond and Pearls behind the throne
A beautiful ensemble meant for only you
As I give credence too
Take my hand
Cross this journey with me as I sing about faraway lands
Past Egypt pyramids shifting Morocco sands
Lay back my love, allow your mind to silently drift
Feel the enchantment of my piano keys as it spiritual uplifts
I’ll sing love songs of old
A cappella chorus echoed from deep within my enlighten soul
I’ll sing to you about the blues, society’s injustice, and elements of darken storms
Keep your heart warm, while playing my French Horn
Enrapture foretold from this dedicated symphonic poem
A music sheet of percussion, woodwind, brass, keyboard, and strings
Harmony carrying the mind away as the joy of coming spring
I’ll hum your favorite beats, can you feel the crescendo now
Fiddle from the heart by the sweat of one’s brow
Submerge your cerebral cortex, lose yourself in the sultry tunes
Harp sounds bathe of light kissed from the illuminating moon
Destiny overcasts in the lyrics
Fate floating stratospheric
Karma of others handled in the eyes of satiric
Opera, I give you so grand in its grace
French Creole dialect murmured among silk and lace
Sounds of my flute resonant to face
Allowing my Cello sounds to thoroughly embrace
Can I write you a love song
My poetic whispers within the melodies as the ballads of us plays on
Body and soul serenading soprano to keep you standing strong
My guitar stringing your philosophies along
An equal equation, one plus one equals two
Emotions, feelings, sentiments, its tenor expressed only for you
No compass to my heart, my seasonal love found in hidden melodies
Trombone guiding back and forth breathless as it please
Orchestra sounds
Ascending minds, bodies, souls, pass the opening clouds, divine and profound
The last note sung by me as we gradually come down
Beautiful music embraced, needs never to make a sound
Shh, close your eyes
Meditate on the music for a little while
Hush sweet baby don’t say a word
My heart softly tweets to a mockingbird
If that mockingbird don’t sing
Can I write you a love song created only for your being
As minds are sightseeing
Hearts fleeing
Timpani drums guaranteeing
Entwined of our divine wellbeing
Emotional freeing
Crooning of bodies heard as the day is long
Can I write you a love song
I’ll sing it softy in your ear all night long
Blow gently without words on my saxophone
Diamond and Pearls behind the throne
A beautiful ensemble meant for only you
As I give credence too
Take my hand
Cross this journey with me as I sing about faraway lands
Past Egypt pyramids shifting Morocco sands
Lay back my love, allow your mind to silently drift
Feel the enchantment of my piano keys as it spiritual uplifts
I’ll sing love songs of old
A cappella chorus echoed from deep within my enlighten soul
I’ll sing to you about the blues, society’s injustice, and elements of darken storms
Keep your heart warm, while playing my French Horn
Enrapture foretold from this dedicated symphonic poem
A music sheet of percussion, woodwind, brass, keyboard, and strings
Harmony carrying the mind away as the joy of coming spring
I’ll hum your favorite beats, can you feel the crescendo now
Fiddle from the heart by the sweat of one’s brow
Submerge your cerebral cortex, lose yourself in the sultry tunes
Harp sounds bathe of light kissed from the illuminating moon
Destiny overcasts in the lyrics
Fate floating stratospheric
Karma of others handled in the eyes of satiric
Opera, I give you so grand in its grace
French Creole dialect murmured among silk and lace
Sounds of my flute resonant to face
Allowing my Cello sounds to thoroughly embrace
Can I write you a love song
My poetic whispers within the melodies as the ballads of us plays on
Body and soul serenading soprano to keep you standing strong
My guitar stringing your philosophies along
An equal equation, one plus one equals two
Emotions, feelings, sentiments, its tenor expressed only for you
No compass to my heart, my seasonal love found in hidden melodies
Trombone guiding back and forth breathless as it please
Orchestra sounds
Ascending minds, bodies, souls, pass the opening clouds, divine and profound
The last note sung by me as we gradually come down
Beautiful music embraced, needs never to make a sound
Shh, close your eyes
Meditate on the music for a little while
Hush sweet baby don’t say a word
My heart softly tweets to a mockingbird
If that mockingbird don’t sing
Can I write you a love song created only for your being
As minds are sightseeing
Hearts fleeing
Timpani drums guaranteeing
Entwined of our divine wellbeing
Emotional freeing
Crooning of bodies heard as the day is long
Can I write you a love song
Written by SweetKittyCat5
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NoPoo #145 (05-20-21)
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NP#84
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NP#84
when wickedness penetrates perfect.
Imagination bordering
a dreamy cusp of reality
I linger here,
within this space
gliding from wonderment
along twisted and winding paths
of unyet tapped inspiration
These, my sharp tallens—
soaked and bloody
covered in dripping bare truth
conspire with tired withered bones
untouched by whatever it was
that once was called enlightenment
but now, punctuated
in ache
in longing
in yearning
for that which was once forgotten
a flicker, comes
along with whimsies
of compassion
empathy or desire
or p'raps just the possibility of
knowledge that is surrounding
and that penetrates doubt
as breath
after
breath
catches in such
a wicked chest
as mine.
#Nopoo (#190)
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Anonymous
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22.5.2021
11.04am
#NoPoo
Just Saying
alone in my loneliness
I breathe in these scene
washed sidewalks
by heavy un-relentless rain
and I cocooned in my aloneness
an amoeba floating
in a galaxy of sounds
in silence
Just Saying...
your presence was my orchestra
22.5.2021
11.04am
#NoPoo
Just Saying
alone in my loneliness
I breathe in these scene
washed sidewalks
by heavy un-relentless rain
and I cocooned in my aloneness
an amoeba floating
in a galaxy of sounds
in silence
Just Saying...
your presence was my orchestra
thoughts of restoration and a rekindled passion
To be of novel skin,
raw and newly bare
O' delicate
this fledgling flesh
wanton in want to beckon
for handed touch
A newborn breath
as an exodus
of a haunted past
slowly reconciles itself
into a deliberate driving need
of a body's freedom
liberating a psyche's turmoil
while sparking an internal fire
plumes abound and raging
igniting a heart's camouflaged desire
#Nopoo (#191)
To be of novel skin,
raw and newly bare
O' delicate
this fledgling flesh
wanton in want to beckon
for handed touch
A newborn breath
as an exodus
of a haunted past
slowly reconciles itself
into a deliberate driving need
of a body's freedom
liberating a psyche's turmoil
while sparking an internal fire
plumes abound and raging
igniting a heart's camouflaged desire
#Nopoo (#191)
Anonymous
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(NoPoo 192) Their Universe of Want
I fell into a dream
But more Hope than fantasy
We were laying
Skin to skin
Could feel your heartbeat
Vibrating through me
Our moment is not just passion
For it is cold
Without love
In this imagery
We had a soulful connection
That created fire
A universe of ŵant
Lovingly nurtured
The sparks
Electricity
Spreading over our skin
Raising need
Raising the fever
So beautiful
This feeling
The hope of making love to you
Not sex not fuck
Not rough
Slow sensual touch
Kissing
Knowing your special spots
That surge the pleasures
I wish to give you
Hear your language of love
In every breath
Every touch
Shudder
Shattering climax
I fell into a dream
But more Hope than fantasy
We were laying
Skin to skin
Could feel your heartbeat
Vibrating through me
Our moment is not just passion
For it is cold
Without love
In this imagery
We had a soulful connection
That created fire
A universe of ŵant
Lovingly nurtured
The sparks
Electricity
Spreading over our skin
Raising need
Raising the fever
So beautiful
This feeling
The hope of making love to you
Not sex not fuck
Not rough
Slow sensual touch
Kissing
Knowing your special spots
That surge the pleasures
I wish to give you
Hear your language of love
In every breath
Every touch
Shudder
Shattering climax
