Submissions by longsoftkiss (LSK)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I write about being "IN LOVE"
STORY POEM
Published
5th Sep 2013 6:35am
5th Sep 2013 6:35am
The River
We are on different sides of the river, you and I
We both see the beauty, passion, adventure, fun, and love on the other side
But there are many dangers in this river,
The river is deep and the water moves very fast
There are many rapids, rocks, trees, and bears - yes bears!
We Both want what is on the other side
We go up and down the riverbank looking for a spot to cross
Sometimes you go too far down the river that I don't see you
But I always go looking for you and make sure you are safe .
Sometimes I go up the river...
We both see the beauty, passion, adventure, fun, and love on the other side
But there are many dangers in this river,
The river is deep and the water moves very fast
There are many rapids, rocks, trees, and bears - yes bears!
We Both want what is on the other side
We go up and down the riverbank looking for a spot to cross
Sometimes you go too far down the river that I don't see you
But I always go looking for you and make sure you are safe .
Sometimes I go up the river...
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LOVE POEM
Published
3rd Sep 2013 4:28pm
3rd Sep 2013 4:28pm
Tell Me Why...
Tell me why you say black and I say white?
Tell me why you say no and I say yes?
Tell me why you say down and I say up?
Tell me why you say never never never, and I say - never say never?
Tell me why you read and I write?
Tell me why you don't need me, but want me?
Tell me why you don't want me, but need me?
Tell me why you say I'm crazy, cause I am?
Tell me why I don't give up, cause I won't?
Tell me why you say fuck off and I say kiss me?
Then you will know why...
You love me too.
Now, fuck off and leave me alone...
Tell me why you say no and I say yes?
Tell me why you say down and I say up?
Tell me why you say never never never, and I say - never say never?
Tell me why you read and I write?
Tell me why you don't need me, but want me?
Tell me why you don't want me, but need me?
Tell me why you say I'm crazy, cause I am?
Tell me why I don't give up, cause I won't?
Tell me why you say fuck off and I say kiss me?
Then you will know why...
You love me too.
Now, fuck off and leave me alone...
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LOVE POEM
Published
3rd Sep 2013 4:19pm
3rd Sep 2013 4:19pm
The Walk of Love
I walk down the road of love,
Sometimes you are beside me,
And we walk together.
I walk down the road of love,
Sometimes you are a dream,
And our hearts walk together.
I walk down the road of love,
Sometimes I walk alone,
And I am lost.
I walk down the road of love,
Sometimes you just know,
And it becomes our walk of love.
Sometimes you are beside me,
And we walk together.
I walk down the road of love,
Sometimes you are a dream,
And our hearts walk together.
I walk down the road of love,
Sometimes I walk alone,
And I am lost.
I walk down the road of love,
Sometimes you just know,
And it becomes our walk of love.
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LOVE POEM
Published
24th Jun 2013 3:15am
24th Jun 2013 3:15am
Losing Control
As your body is massaged
You breath gently
The world around you is at peace
Your muscles are relaxed
Tension is released
As each penetrating touch of my hands
Dissolves the toxins of stress away
I feel around your shoulders
Moving gently onto your neck
Your soft moans of pleasure
Guide me to where you want my fingers to be
Instinctively they move
Feeling their way in and out of your soft skin
Your neck curls around my hands
Anticipating my touch
It feels so good - you feel so good ...
You breath gently
The world around you is at peace
Your muscles are relaxed
Tension is released
As each penetrating touch of my hands
Dissolves the toxins of stress away
I feel around your shoulders
Moving gently onto your neck
Your soft moans of pleasure
Guide me to where you want my fingers to be
Instinctively they move
Feeling their way in and out of your soft skin
Your neck curls around my hands
Anticipating my touch
It feels so good - you feel so good ...
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LOVE POEM
Published
5th May 2013 2:22am
5th May 2013 2:22am
The Girl and The Sexy Car
What is it about The Sexy Car that drives her crazy?
She already has a nice, sweet, quiet car.
It runs well, good on gas and is clean.
It gets her where she needs to be,
And is even red - oh so cute...
The Sexy Car is so different.
Its Dark, Mysterious, and sometimes Mean,
Its a little Messy, needs some Work, and Growls when it gets going,
So why does it bug the fuck out of her?
Maybe its because on the inside she knows...
The Sexy Car is soft, comfortable and strong,
That when you clean it up, add some sunshine, and kick its ass,...
She already has a nice, sweet, quiet car.
It runs well, good on gas and is clean.
It gets her where she needs to be,
And is even red - oh so cute...
The Sexy Car is so different.
Its Dark, Mysterious, and sometimes Mean,
Its a little Messy, needs some Work, and Growls when it gets going,
So why does it bug the fuck out of her?
Maybe its because on the inside she knows...
The Sexy Car is soft, comfortable and strong,
That when you clean it up, add some sunshine, and kick its ass,...
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STORY POEM
Published
1st May 2013 1:48am
1st May 2013 1:48am
The Game's Afoot.
The stakes are high, as with any game worth its salt.
The prize is mutual understanding of Life's emotional and mental connections between two separate souls that once walked the hallowed halls of un-inspired education.
Said individuals, knew of each other - but life at the time dictated that they be too young to understand their true mission. Strangers they remained, barely acknowledging each other's existence - as I recall.
Now many years later, decades even, said souls being wiser and having matured, so they think, have found their missing half. Friends they...
The prize is mutual understanding of Life's emotional and mental connections between two separate souls that once walked the hallowed halls of un-inspired education.
Said individuals, knew of each other - but life at the time dictated that they be too young to understand their true mission. Strangers they remained, barely acknowledging each other's existence - as I recall.
Now many years later, decades even, said souls being wiser and having matured, so they think, have found their missing half. Friends they...
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LOVE POEM
Published
30th Apr 2013 2:04am
30th Apr 2013 2:04am
Lost In Destiny
What is it about you that I cannot escape?
Somehow I am drawn into your presence,
Is this the time I remain?
I dreamed of you many times,
I had only to open my eyes to capture the dream,
Forever-after we would have become,
An unfulfilled destiny we are.
Say the word...
All else matters not,
For destiny has no time, no reason,
It awaits those brave enough to seek it.
What is good for us,
Will surly destroy others,
It is the price to pay for what youth did not know,
For had we known years past who we were,
Together we...
Somehow I am drawn into your presence,
Is this the time I remain?
I dreamed of you many times,
I had only to open my eyes to capture the dream,
Forever-after we would have become,
An unfulfilled destiny we are.
Say the word...
All else matters not,
For destiny has no time, no reason,
It awaits those brave enough to seek it.
What is good for us,
Will surly destroy others,
It is the price to pay for what youth did not know,
For had we known years past who we were,
Together we...
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LOVE POEM
Published
10th Apr 2013 3:47am
10th Apr 2013 3:47am
Vulnerable
Inspired by you I continue to be,
As the words flow onto this canvas,
Writings of You and I the words portray,
Perused by you they have.
Some are poems,
Others tell a tale,
All written with you in mind,
All written for you to read.
As I continue to write,
Deeper, the meanings have become,
Stronger, the feelings have grown,
Exposing myself I have done.
Strong you are,
That is my saving grace,
As my heart has made me weak,
And I, have succumb to it.
There is more at stake here,
Than the simple pleasures of...
As the words flow onto this canvas,
Writings of You and I the words portray,
Perused by you they have.
Some are poems,
Others tell a tale,
All written with you in mind,
All written for you to read.
As I continue to write,
Deeper, the meanings have become,
Stronger, the feelings have grown,
Exposing myself I have done.
Strong you are,
That is my saving grace,
As my heart has made me weak,
And I, have succumb to it.
There is more at stake here,
Than the simple pleasures of...
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
5th Apr 2013 8:26pm
5th Apr 2013 8:26pm
São Miguel
Serenity & Peace …
Everything you'd expect from an island paradise hidden in the middle of the Atlantic.
Enter and discover your essence, your being, your soul …
The long lost Shangri-la you've been longing for, has finally been revealed - São Miguel
Sunset
As the sun sets over São Miguel,
The darkness beckons,
The night calls,
You must now surrender to its tranquility.
"I'll dream of you tonight"
Knowing that tomorrow will never come,
Will make the night seem as long as the darkest of dark's.
...
Everything you'd expect from an island paradise hidden in the middle of the Atlantic.
Enter and discover your essence, your being, your soul …
The long lost Shangri-la you've been longing for, has finally been revealed - São Miguel
Sunset
As the sun sets over São Miguel,
The darkness beckons,
The night calls,
You must now surrender to its tranquility.
"I'll dream of you tonight"
Knowing that tomorrow will never come,
Will make the night seem as long as the darkest of dark's.
...
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LOVE POEM
Published
3rd Apr 2013 3:08am
3rd Apr 2013 3:08am
Is this one Mine?
Take your deepest of blacks,
Open your hand,
Gently caress the chosen nail,
Apply one long stroke,
Then another,
One more makes three,
Admire your work,
The first one is always for me,
The remaining nine are yours,
As you lay your last stroke of black,
And your brush away,
Admire your beautifully painted nails,
One is mine,
The rest are yours,
I see your hands, the tips all doled in black,
They are all equally fascinating,
I hold your left hand, wonder is mine here?
I feel each finger from palm to nail, will I touch...
Open your hand,
Gently caress the chosen nail,
Apply one long stroke,
Then another,
One more makes three,
Admire your work,
The first one is always for me,
The remaining nine are yours,
As you lay your last stroke of black,
And your brush away,
Admire your beautifully painted nails,
One is mine,
The rest are yours,
I see your hands, the tips all doled in black,
They are all equally fascinating,
I hold your left hand, wonder is mine here?
I feel each finger from palm to nail, will I touch...
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LOVE POEM
Published
29th Mar 2013 3:36am
29th Mar 2013 3:36am
The Magical Birthday Wishes
The question was simple...
Do you know what I want for my birthday?
The answer was as complex as what was requested,
For the obvious is not what is seen.
I had chosen three possible wishes,
That only you could grant, but knowing I would not receive,
Too precious to you they are,
Unworthy am I to accept.
The first one is very revealing,
Not for what is seen,
But for what is chosen by you to expose,
It is a picture of you.
The second one is joy,
For when you dance,
It is but for one person,
And to grant that, would be to...
Do you know what I want for my birthday?
The answer was as complex as what was requested,
For the obvious is not what is seen.
I had chosen three possible wishes,
That only you could grant, but knowing I would not receive,
Too precious to you they are,
Unworthy am I to accept.
The first one is very revealing,
Not for what is seen,
But for what is chosen by you to expose,
It is a picture of you.
The second one is joy,
For when you dance,
It is but for one person,
And to grant that, would be to...
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LOVE POEM
Published
27th Mar 2013 2:54am
27th Mar 2013 2:54am
The Rose That Is You
Soon your flower will bloom,
But its beauty will wither in comparison,
When placed by your side.
You will guess a rose,
That I am most certain,
The colour, ah, there's the mystery.
The rose with all its royalty,
Comes with much reverence,
Yet, one stands above all.
Not the passionate red King,
Nor the divine white Queen,
As many would suggest.
It is the brilliant angelical aura,
That radiates to all that is pure,
With a gentle glow of inner beauty,
Whose hue is that of a clear summer's day.
When confronted by...
But its beauty will wither in comparison,
When placed by your side.
You will guess a rose,
That I am most certain,
The colour, ah, there's the mystery.
The rose with all its royalty,
Comes with much reverence,
Yet, one stands above all.
Not the passionate red King,
Nor the divine white Queen,
As many would suggest.
It is the brilliant angelical aura,
That radiates to all that is pure,
With a gentle glow of inner beauty,
Whose hue is that of a clear summer's day.
When confronted by...
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