Submissions by dolopearl
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
DRUGS POEM
Published
4th Oct 2012 7:50am
4th Oct 2012 7:50am
She
You and I have acquainted
Ourselves with she.
You and I have inhaled an aphrodisiac.
Placed our lips upon the clouds.
Kissed the seductress on her third eye.
Her encryptic lipstick
And kaleidescope eyes
Have led your limbs to lust.
Ascend your soul.
Surrender to this cosmic connection.
Get lost in her steps.
Her hips will sway to your soul's hum.
And entice your removal of clothing
Until you've bared your thoughts.
Ourselves with she.
You and I have inhaled an aphrodisiac.
Placed our lips upon the clouds.
Kissed the seductress on her third eye.
Her encryptic lipstick
And kaleidescope eyes
Have led your limbs to lust.
Ascend your soul.
Surrender to this cosmic connection.
Get lost in her steps.
Her hips will sway to your soul's hum.
And entice your removal of clothing
Until you've bared your thoughts.
751 reads
3 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
15th Sep 2012 6:57am
15th Sep 2012 6:57am
Soultrane.
I imagine love mirrors that of
Watching jazz, live.
I imagine sitting in
Aching anticipation
Awaiting
What will be my soul’s soundtrack.
The penetrated piano keys mimicking your passion.
Ascending.
Engulfing.
Coltrane’s capabilities couldn’t compare to your compelling melody.
Double bass vibrations.
I want nothing more than these vibes.
Your ten fingers
Strumming four strings
Similar to the caress of
my infinite amount of
Nerve endings.
The mahogany instrument piercing my...
Watching jazz, live.
I imagine sitting in
Aching anticipation
Awaiting
What will be my soul’s soundtrack.
The penetrated piano keys mimicking your passion.
Ascending.
Engulfing.
Coltrane’s capabilities couldn’t compare to your compelling melody.
Double bass vibrations.
I want nothing more than these vibes.
Your ten fingers
Strumming four strings
Similar to the caress of
my infinite amount of
Nerve endings.
The mahogany instrument piercing my...
543 reads
1 Comment
LOVE POEM
Published
12th Sep 2012 7:35am
12th Sep 2012 7:35am
Soultrane.
I imagine love mirrors that of
Watching jazz, live.
I imagine sitting in
Aching anticipation
Awaiting
What will be my soul’s soundtrack.
The penetrated piano keys mimicking your passion.
Ascending.
Engulfing.
Coltrane’s capabilities couldn’t compare to your compelling melody.
Double bass vibrations.
I want nothing more than these vibes.
Your ten fingers
Strumming four strings
Similar to the caress of
my infinite amount of
Nerve endings.
The mahogany...
Watching jazz, live.
I imagine sitting in
Aching anticipation
Awaiting
What will be my soul’s soundtrack.
The penetrated piano keys mimicking your passion.
Ascending.
Engulfing.
Coltrane’s capabilities couldn’t compare to your compelling melody.
Double bass vibrations.
I want nothing more than these vibes.
Your ten fingers
Strumming four strings
Similar to the caress of
my infinite amount of
Nerve endings.
The mahogany...
500 reads
1 Comment
LOVE POEM
Published
24th Aug 2012 3:55am
24th Aug 2012 3:55am
Love
Not what is illustrated in 120 minutes.
But the actualization that
Someone other than yourself
Had the patience to mold their
Soul into a mirror you can view your
Most prominent reflection in.
I was fortunate enough
To be raised by love's muse.
The warmth they shared
Could enkindle any flame.
And their timeless love
Dates back to when time began.
He valued life
. .breathed wisdom.
His touch would send chills
Of nostalgia down her spine.
With such an old soul
Every time they'd kiss
Clocks...
But the actualization that
Someone other than yourself
Had the patience to mold their
Soul into a mirror you can view your
Most prominent reflection in.
I was fortunate enough
To be raised by love's muse.
The warmth they shared
Could enkindle any flame.
And their timeless love
Dates back to when time began.
He valued life
. .breathed wisdom.
His touch would send chills
Of nostalgia down her spine.
With such an old soul
Every time they'd kiss
Clocks...
622 reads
3 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
11th Aug 2012 11:41am
11th Aug 2012 11:41am
The Conversation
Your body encounters mine with a casual hello
With no hesitation, it responds
Similar to a satiable embrace,
We take turns engulfing each other’s spirit
In an inferno so concupiscent the devil’s driven to shame
Flirtatiously befriending my body,
Your hands seek companionship where ever they land
Your tongue greets mine aggressively
As they both flaunt their arrogance
Little did I know our bodies speak the same language
With no hesitation, it responds
Similar to a satiable embrace,
We take turns engulfing each other’s spirit
In an inferno so concupiscent the devil’s driven to shame
Flirtatiously befriending my body,
Your hands seek companionship where ever they land
Your tongue greets mine aggressively
As they both flaunt their arrogance
Little did I know our bodies speak the same language
865 reads
2 Comments
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