where real men love

So true... and beautiful..
It's sad there are some men out there who only goes for looks...
making it into competition with who gets the girl to up their pride..
We just have to search carefully for the right one I guess..



Much love & rose petals I spread to you..
H

thank you graciously beautiful Hanuel
it is the way of the world for some
but there are still real men
who will love the spirit..

love Crim

Truths on both ends here Crim <3 You've nailed the male and female side of things in beautiful fashion, true beauty that is.

"i am barefoot in the sand  
bare breasts bouncing free  
flower of the wilderness" This line is absolutely delightful <3

thank you beautiful Atomik
for seeing truth & beauty in this write..

love Crim

"i don't weep for faded beauty       
my soul's seeds are cast to the winds       
         
with the knowledge       
they will grow inside       
the wild souls of real men      
         
within their hearts are the open spaces       
where true love can blossom"       
       
Crim...you and many true women here furnish the feminine energy that is needed for the male mind to create....a balancing force with the scales held by both sexes...a wash of creative waters flowing from the fountain head of elevated thought...  
 
you present the ticket to the conductor of my train  
behind your veil..  
love  
Jeff

thank you dearest Jeff
for such an awesome comment
that made my night's sky light up
you are a poetic dreamer
who gives me visions of things
I could never see on my own..

love Crim

Simply phenomenal all on levels...such a fan of your pen. Now to get you to read on my show in the New Year or let me get one read for you... world shouldn't be shorted your artistic talent.,and yeah I got shows for it all....

thank you graciously dearest Sinister One
I am flattered you would have me read on your show but I would prefer you to read as I am very shy..

love Crim

thank you graciously dearest Ghost
so happy the wild wind of this write
& my soul stirred the rebel in you :)

love Crim

The deepest beauty cannot be seen with the naked eye. Only with a loving and true eye. Your beauty was never meant for shallow eyes, my beautiful Dark Angel. It would blind a shallow mind. You have penned a treasure here, beautiful one. I love you

...ever your Willow

thank you beautiful Willow
you always know instinctively
what my heart needs to hear & understand..

you are precious to my heart..

I love you..

Brenda

Such beauty woven throughout Brenda!

"there is no taming the air
& so it is with my soul
it can't be pinned down
within the conformity
of what a woman should be"

Such powerful words could be a poem all on their own!!!

JJ

thank you graciously dearest JJ
you made my night bloom joy :)

love Brenda

Crim, as always you don’t cease to amaze.
Talented beyond measure my dear and this is a gem amongst gems.
It is true that there is a shallowness in many....
But definitely not on how you present such beauty.
Much love for u !

thank you dearest Ragnar
the feeling is mutual
your writes are deeply profound..

I cherish your thoughts & visits..

love Crim

Very beautiful Crim, and on point from the perspective of both men and women in this world. Continue to blossom wild flower!

thank you beautiful Star
it was inspired by my own feelings
of being rejected as my youth faded..

& how we as humans are perceived..

I cherish your insight deeply..

love Crim

Tremendous write Crim. Bluntly, men can be fuckin dumb stupid & shallow (candidly, in past, guilty as charged). Those who are shallow will lie in shallow grave, attended to by fallen rotten leaves. Keep your spirit & soul soaring as the eagle. Rob x

thank you dearest Rob
men & women both
can be shallow..

I deeply appreciate the loving
sentiment..

love Brenda

N so she spills the tenderness...
Again, obviously all you ink is amazing n powerful, but you must know I'm a total sucker for
your soft side Crim! lloooovvvveeed this!!

thank you dearest Poe
yes I know you love my soft side
I do too but she takes coaxing to come out..

love Crim

standing fucking ovation!
that is all.
i'm keeping this one
xo

thank you beautiful one
for the great amount of love
you've shown me..

& this write..

i'm so honored to know you..

I love you..

Brenda

oh my love....how I just loved this ink! So many glorious lines but these stole my breath and had me smiling so wide my cheeks hurt...

"like summer's wildflowers              
my passion can't be tamed              
 
natures own flowers              
in dazzling array  
dot the country side              
are weeds to some              
but lover,              
beauty is in the eye of the beholder"
~ so many focus on shit that is so unimportant...the outer shell will change over time just as anything left out to withstand  the elements...it's an interesting thing, I feel the more bruised and battered we are on the outside the more beautiful and pure our insides are...the outside is what has protected it all that time...a real man will look past anything on the surface, as will a real woman...fucking loved this!

I love you fiercely!

yours always & forever
xoxoxo love Taryn

thank you my love
I love those lines too..

just imagining the open spaces
dotted with wildflowers
makes my spirit fly free..

so happy I moved you :)

yes I agree real men will love
just as we are giving us the open spaces
where love can bloom..

I love you passionately..

Brenda

Magnificent as usual, dear poetess.

These words touched me deeply

i don't weep for faded beauty              
my soul's seeds are cast to the winds              
             
with the knowledge              
they will grow inside              
the wild souls of real men              
             
How very true, poetess. Perfect ending

thank you dearest Wicked One most graciously
I adore your visits
& the thoughts you share..

love Crim

thank you beautiful Kat
what a perfect song for this write..

that line says it all :)

i'm overjoyed by your visit
& oh so beautiful comments
you bestowed upon me & this write..

love you..

Crim

thank you graciously dearest Hans
for such a beautiful comment
that melted my heart..

i'm deeply honored..

love Brenda

So adore this love!!

thank you graciously dearest Tim
& so great to see you..

love Brenda

Unfortunately beauty is a beast that brings great pain...when Eris placed the apple of discord on the table, Hera, Athena and Aphrodite needed to know who was the fairest...silly Paris declared Aphrodite the fairest...she gave him the power to seduce the most beautiful woman in the world...Helen...the rest of the story is warfare and horror. Brilliant piece of poetry Belinda.
Cheers...Harry

thank you dearest Harry
for the interesting story of rivalry
& how the great lust of beauty originated..

I deeply cherish your visits..

love Brenda

summer's daisies              
have all lost their petals              
to the cold winter's chill - choking on the nights air
this dawn wasn't fair
frost caught me in the crossfire          
             
they are reminiscent              
of our lust, love affair              
vibrant & bright              
then faded like my beauty              
at first frost      -fixed races rode out
snuffed  flames
we bet with borrowed money and lost
linking us next in line for broken knuckles
the lights in your eyes was worth it at the time        
             
with a cold shoulder              
you turned away              
as my youth's last bloom wilted              
& dropped  -i can't begin to imagine what your suitcase looked like
that sunk in spot on the bed where you laid
laughs at me
and the choices i made            
             
i lovingly press this fallen blossom        
in my heart's chambers              
where my feelings for you never die  - i pulled the trigger
losing this game of tic tac toe
i never wanted games
but the grace of your hand on my face
falling to hold
this ache ate me from the inside out            
             
inside me a lover's sun              
always shines bright              
nourishing my love              
like summer's wildflowers              
my passion can't be tamed  -     combustion engine
spit fire
exhaust covering with smoke
smothering
like cigarettes silk lines
longing for a taste of you    
 
natures own flowers              
in dazzling array  
dot the country side              
are weeds to some              
but lover,              
beauty is in the eye of the beholder  - speckled reds and blues like chocolate
mixed my makers minds
dropped on parchment
with Love from eyes
arrogant dollar signs singing the blues          
             
witness my spirit              
as it runs with the wind              
my blonde hair              
wreathed with nature's own              
there is no taming the air              
& so it is with my soul  -light fell as rain    
split in tween
spindles of a thread
woven to watch the firefight
they taught us how to read
we taught them how to drown in flapping doves      
             
it can't be pinned down              
within the conformity              
of what a woman should be  - staples on  telephone poles
repeated a thousand times until its made of metal
corrosion  caught us in the green green grasses picnic
she brought the basket and lustful looks          
             
i am barefoot in the sand              
bare breasts bouncing free              
flower of the wilderness - footprints found me wandering
took me in from the colds crippling sight
bumble bees bouncing from flower to flower
pollination picking flowers for girls in long dresses
in the cities bustling marketplace
drinking i saw you
and no sound crept from my jaw
             
             
your lust of my looks is shallow              
your water fails to nurture              
even a hot house orchid;              
high maintenance females of the world              
whose bottom line is your money   - fictional is the man i am today
troublesome is the touch i gave
don't grant me guiding lights
i'd just lead you to the dead end swamps
cut
washed
ready to be ravished like the medicine cabinet
i went to give you honey and sugar
but laughed when i leaned in for a kiss          
             
i don't weep for faded beauty              
my soul's seeds are cast to the winds - like a burr
i'll travel through cotton fields
on strangers cuffs
departing in South American villas as i please              
             
with the knowledge              
they will grow inside              
the wild souls of real men - morning glories making holes in the tin roof
we're in the wind so no repairmen
hammers to nail
knock on wood amidst the winds song    
             
within their hearts are the open spaces              
where true love can blossom  - in death you smiled
warmed my hands with breath
the end was always you and me  



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Groovy write Crimsin, your work always holds a page in my book. you're one of the most inspiring poets i've ever read and you continue to dazzle day by day; never forget that.      
             

dearest Samael
i'm like a little girl opening a gift
when i'm reading your critiques
because that's what they are to me
a real treat to the senses & mind..

i'm deeply honored that my write inspired
such a fantabulous write
this is freaking awesome..

you send me over the moon
every time you do this
your magic & gift for writing can't be denied..

you have such a unique way of seeing things
that leaves me breathless & in awe..

so happy you're here
you inspire me as well :)

love Crim

I'm really glad you're here too,as well that i stumbled upon DUP  by chance searching for something more;

and by the gods if there are any, i found it.

giggles I can't even remember
how i found my way here
but I firmly believe only
those with a magic key get in ;)

love Crim

a magic key to these pearly gates sounds just about right hahaha.

Having arrived late to the party,
I find all the really wonderful accolades taken,
and the only thing new I have to offer is this:

When that special "real man", discovers
the beauty that rests within you,
it will make all the pain and suffering
endured before seem inconsequential
compared to what lies ahead.
I truly wish you the experience of it.

Teri

thank you beautiful Teri
for a wonderful comment
& the beautiful sentiments
that deeply touched my heart..

love Crim

hmm interesting Todki I don't know the answer to that particular perspective..how so please elaborate..

love Brenda

not all men are callous the one I wrote about is.. we females can be real ball busting cunts too..so it's just a matter of where you sit I suppose & how the opposite sex has treated you in your own personal experience.. i've been both.. the one doing the mistreating as well as being mistreated in a different situation..making my brain work tonight lol.. i'm usually just good at spitting a thought not defending it lol..

love Brenda

hey that would be cool I know it will be a hell of a write & an eye opener as well..

love Brenda