Submissions by adagio
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Unfortunately, the world is what it is. There is only one of us. I don't play the games to gather a list of fools. I am genuine and don't stampede with the wandering herd. I am my own thinker. BS doesn't fit me.
Conceived In Percolation
Since I touched you last
through the filter in bed
in a chill of the night
with insomnia's needle
many dreams ago in caffeine
bittersweet of your lips
conceived in percolation
emanating ghosts...
dripping through screens
through the filter in bed
in a chill of the night
with insomnia's needle
many dreams ago in caffeine
bittersweet of your lips
conceived in percolation
emanating ghosts...
dripping through screens
#dark
#insomnia
539 reads
4 Comments
Falling The Resin
#dark
#erotic
692 reads
0 Comments
Catnip Of Thorns
In shadow's pale, catnip of thorns
dragging me to your empty grave
in nightmares that I have made
chasing demons of dark
A fragrant scent of death's horn
tasting of sweet formaldehyde
over veiled eyes of indelible ink
penning your twilight's obituary
As grey butterflies pass over shade
in shadow's pale, catnip of thorns
dragging me to your empty grave
hearing only an echo
dragging me to your empty grave
in nightmares that I have made
chasing demons of dark
A fragrant scent of death's horn
tasting of sweet formaldehyde
over veiled eyes of indelible ink
penning your twilight's obituary
As grey butterflies pass over shade
in shadow's pale, catnip of thorns
dragging me to your empty grave
hearing only an echo
#love
#dark
#death
582 reads
4 Comments
Box Of A Cello
To the silence of it all, echoing memories
through the willows and trees
along the thistles of the Susquehanna
of death's moonlight in your eyes
whispering oboes
as you grew pale and I died with you
with chained melodies of love
tucked away in my portmanteau
of my gothic lunch and your tarnished flesh
with lusting palpitations in the twilight
star bright, eternal life
with a mahogany string-box of a cello
and amorous proclivities of my shining
rolling tides along the byways
whittling the night away
...
through the willows and trees
along the thistles of the Susquehanna
of death's moonlight in your eyes
whispering oboes
as you grew pale and I died with you
with chained melodies of love
tucked away in my portmanteau
of my gothic lunch and your tarnished flesh
with lusting palpitations in the twilight
star bright, eternal life
with a mahogany string-box of a cello
and amorous proclivities of my shining
rolling tides along the byways
whittling the night away
...
#dark
505 reads
7 Comments
Soft The Winds
Soft the winds like cello strings
of dervishes and spring wings
like daffodils at arabesque
in the coronation of love's fondue
of kisses and little finger dippers
from your lips of sweet Burgundy
like daffodils at arabesque
in dreams of Swan Lake
soft the winds like cello strings
of dervishes and spring wings
as if paper kites looking for a rainbow
of dervishes and spring wings
like daffodils at arabesque
in the coronation of love's fondue
of kisses and little finger dippers
from your lips of sweet Burgundy
like daffodils at arabesque
in dreams of Swan Lake
soft the winds like cello strings
of dervishes and spring wings
as if paper kites looking for a rainbow
#love
413 reads
2 Comments
Soft Strings
The soft strings of gossamer sounds
harps of May, and butterflies at play
as pollen like snow falls at my window
reflecting like white flamingos
feeling your breathless love
unfolding your photograph
with your smile reflecting on the pane
the soft strings of gossamer sounds
giving you life as I touch the pollen
harps of May, and butterflies at play
as pollen like snow falls at my window
reflecting like white flamingos
feeling your breathless love
unfolding your photograph
with your smile reflecting on the pane
the soft strings of gossamer sounds
giving you life as I touch the pollen
#love
401 reads
4 Comments
Body Of Rose
As a body of rose becomes my ghost
of fragrant petals for my loving host
as the attar weeps of wilted thorns
genuflecting to your pure of heart
For my blue eyes on trellis adorned
of love spawning the crystal dew
for a moment in time in the mist
like soft satin's mist airborne
With many things of love to be seen
before the winter's solstice brings
frost on the wintergreen
as the winds of autumn fly
In shadows before you awake
luring me to my restful sleep
as the attar weeps of wilted thorns
and...
of fragrant petals for my loving host
as the attar weeps of wilted thorns
genuflecting to your pure of heart
For my blue eyes on trellis adorned
of love spawning the crystal dew
for a moment in time in the mist
like soft satin's mist airborne
With many things of love to be seen
before the winter's solstice brings
frost on the wintergreen
as the winds of autumn fly
In shadows before you awake
luring me to my restful sleep
as the attar weeps of wilted thorns
and...
#love
#dark
#erotic
1090 reads
16 Comments
Butterfly Tattoo
Now in my ink of suede black
where my lusting mind bellows
and angels dress in denim
like a mademoiselle with a chignon
With razor-sharp creases
and high heel stilettos
with a butterfly tattoo
on the inside of an ankle
As a scent rises of Christian Dior
like almonds and wintergreen
as we kiss the night away
on the dark side of heaven
Before giving in to religion
going to heaven's cotillion
in my Brunello Cucinelli suit
and white carnation
where my lusting mind bellows
and angels dress in denim
like a mademoiselle with a chignon
With razor-sharp creases
and high heel stilettos
with a butterfly tattoo
on the inside of an ankle
As a scent rises of Christian Dior
like almonds and wintergreen
as we kiss the night away
on the dark side of heaven
Before giving in to religion
going to heaven's cotillion
in my Brunello Cucinelli suit
and white carnation
#love
747 reads
4 Comments
Half-Past A Candle
Dripping condensation on my window
like tears of a spirit alone in the dark
and I in dreams of nocturnal songs
feeling a touch of an angel's breath
cradling me with a kiss of inspiration
conceived with anthems of love
So says the cellos of midnight strings
with candles as my beacons
beneath the friar's moon
of incense in your raven blue hair
at half-past a candle
and chatoyant green eyes
And as the breath kindles my fires
tenderly with a shadow from above
with lips lusting my pulse
of loneliness for the...
like tears of a spirit alone in the dark
and I in dreams of nocturnal songs
feeling a touch of an angel's breath
cradling me with a kiss of inspiration
conceived with anthems of love
So says the cellos of midnight strings
with candles as my beacons
beneath the friar's moon
of incense in your raven blue hair
at half-past a candle
and chatoyant green eyes
And as the breath kindles my fires
tenderly with a shadow from above
with lips lusting my pulse
of loneliness for the...
#love
#romantic
459 reads
4 Comments
Pulsating Crescendo
Walking the night wearing gloves
trailing a veil of seductive lace
with an ebony's song of twilight
As frost lay light as a feather
missing the touch of softness
strange as it may seem
Yet your breath seduces me
as a shadow falls on the dusk
with the scarlet of rising romance
Lusting in my veins for love so true
things that will haunt me forever
walking the night wearing gloves
Shadowed by the memories
with the soft creak of leather
and your hair tinged of snow
The way the wind blows ...
trailing a veil of seductive lace
with an ebony's song of twilight
As frost lay light as a feather
missing the touch of softness
strange as it may seem
Yet your breath seduces me
as a shadow falls on the dusk
with the scarlet of rising romance
Lusting in my veins for love so true
things that will haunt me forever
walking the night wearing gloves
Shadowed by the memories
with the soft creak of leather
and your hair tinged of snow
The way the wind blows ...
#love
578 reads
6 Comments
Abstract Intoxicated
Intoxicated in an abstract from a glassed silhouette
in a chapel of web's memories with sweet sucettes
like a dark poinsettia moon and whispers at twilight
to wind me in your arms of lusting tremor
Before the edge of dawn and spawning of the dew
as your breath awakes me to a shadow of a kind
with snow of pollen and a ghostly kiss
of a fanciful dream in a musical loft
Intoxicated in the abstract as the willows bend low
in an arabesque of love where mythical winds blow
in a chapel of web's memories as the bells toll
as...
in a chapel of web's memories with sweet sucettes
like a dark poinsettia moon and whispers at twilight
to wind me in your arms of lusting tremor
Before the edge of dawn and spawning of the dew
as your breath awakes me to a shadow of a kind
with snow of pollen and a ghostly kiss
of a fanciful dream in a musical loft
Intoxicated in the abstract as the willows bend low
in an arabesque of love where mythical winds blow
in a chapel of web's memories as the bells toll
as...
#love
#relationships
644 reads
6 Comments
Tongues Hung Blue
#erotic
483 reads
0 Comments
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