Submissions by crepko44
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Hello, I have been writing poetry a long time, and finally just published a collection this year. I am also trying to do stand up comedy.
fever
fever
of all the things
that pass through my day
and all the dances
that make us this strange ballet
There is one solace
that drives all my cells
it is all you
and your tantalizing little spells
the taste of your neck
the smell of your hair
the feel of your hips
your move is unfair
and I bow to this prayer
I want to lick
the valley soft and slow
and do all the things
that no one needs to know
make an explosion
down below
And turn rivers into oceans
and glide in it's flow
a kiss of your...
of all the things
that pass through my day
and all the dances
that make us this strange ballet
There is one solace
that drives all my cells
it is all you
and your tantalizing little spells
the taste of your neck
the smell of your hair
the feel of your hips
your move is unfair
and I bow to this prayer
I want to lick
the valley soft and slow
and do all the things
that no one needs to know
make an explosion
down below
And turn rivers into oceans
and glide in it's flow
a kiss of your...
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Candle light night
Candle light night
under the shadows
as the skin starts to arouse
a gift of the darkness
as my fingers start to browse
a heated confession
with wondrous redemption
a lick of the wet cavern
as we expand our perception
a slide of the weather
as we call on the savior
the fire goes deeper
as we explore our behavior
a dripping of candle wax
and sweating to the survival
as I try everything I know
to attend to your wild arrival
The night can take it's meaning
from the sounds of our pleasure
as my hands run...
under the shadows
as the skin starts to arouse
a gift of the darkness
as my fingers start to browse
a heated confession
with wondrous redemption
a lick of the wet cavern
as we expand our perception
a slide of the weather
as we call on the savior
the fire goes deeper
as we explore our behavior
a dripping of candle wax
and sweating to the survival
as I try everything I know
to attend to your wild arrival
The night can take it's meaning
from the sounds of our pleasure
as my hands run...
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