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 Feb 2015
ShamusDeyo
As you talk of Pleasure of another Kind,
You let me know whats on your mind.
While Urgently From Behind
I feel the Press of your Firm Flesh
As you Start, I part
to grasp the Haft, of your Slick Shaft
While so slowly you fill me

And from this Tender Stillness,
you begin a Rythimic Dance
As labored Breathing Comes in Pants
'til in the End, I am lent
Your Pleasure Filled
Your Passion spent


*This Poem is from the Collection "POETIC STALKINGS"
 Feb 2015
ShamusDeyo
She's a Wrath of my Dreams
This fine Cajun Queen
Her Bare Breast Flashing
For all to see.
She Flirts with the Men
And kisses the Ladies
With her Magical Charms
Of Voodoo and Gris Gris
Igniting a Passion
Of Mardis Gras Fashion
That consumes me
In Fantasy


*This Poem is from the Collection "POETIC STALKINGS"
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 Feb 2015
ShamusDeyo
As her eye's' melt into Mine
A soft sweet shiver
Runs up my spine
While I recall another Time
Together-
The touch of her Tongue
Like Butterflies upon My Breast
Slowly Wanders Softly
Toward Loves sweet Nest
While her gentle Hands
Caress My Hips
I feel the tender Pressure
of her sweet Lips
Kissing me to Ecstacy
JMF 98


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 Feb 2015
ShamusDeyo
I saw a Man both Lean and Hard,
Who smiled at me with warm regard.
As I notice the Bulge within his jeans,
I stretch out my hand. to stroke his seams.
And see the Size of his Manhood Rise,
From Soft Flesh, before my eyes.
Then Kissing the Now Swollen Tip,
As it Slides between my trembling Lips.
Engulfed within, my Lips Now Part,
I feel the Beating of his Heart.
His sighs give rise to other tones
As I Hear the coming of His Moans
And he Collapses, Having Spent
His sweet Manhood now Content.
JMF '98
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Brave warriors of my eyes they are,
Fighting their way through my shutters.
Dare thee stoppeth them.
My Unstoppables. My tears.
 Feb 2015
ShamusDeyo
She was only a kid, her
Sleeves always Rolled down
Its seems like a long time
Since her Dads been around

Moms drunk at her boyfriends,
showing up half the week
When she's home. she's always
screaming, her drunk Breath Reeks

She's afraid on the Pavement,
while she jogs down the street
With thugs selling crack on every
Corner, afraid who she'd meet

With all this Pain and Desolation
seem, to be on every side,
And her Life outta Control
Makes her wonder if she died

So she gets out the Razor Blade
and Rolls up a sleeve
And see's the map of her past
when the Hurt wouldn't Leave

The Blade Pierces the skin, And
the Red Snake proves she can bleed
Feeling the Pain is the only way
she knows she's Alive...

The Salvation she finds comes
from a Sharp Steel Knive
In this deep black whole,
its her only way to control

What a shame that its all
for this poor young Soul
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 Feb 2015
Hayleigh
Every day
We fall further in love with
One another
We defy
The laws of physics
Some more.
 Feb 2015
Amitav Radiance
Your smile holds the secrets
Of the beatific day
Eyes envision the brightness
In the heart
Words of gratitude cascade
From your lips
Your touch stirs hope
In the lifeless soul
Your heart has enough room
To hold our secrets
Your aura dispels the darkness
You are the creation
Of my most beautiful imagination
Dream within a dream
I wake up every day, with a smile
 Jan 2015
Don Bouchard
Abuse
Singer sounded like "stinger,"
Fifty years gone, but fresh....
The long sewing machine drive belt
Hung thin and waiting by the broom.
Mother handled it like a snake,
Writhing in the after school air
When she used it to soothe
Menopausal rages.

Welts and shame, rose-red arose
When she stripped them of their clothes;
Struck hard the tender flesh:
Buttocks, thighs,
Panicked wrists and hands,
Flailing in the silence of a preacher's home.

"I never struck in anger,"
She likes to say.
A counselor chills to hear...
A cool-headed striker of children so sick
To give her children the gift
Of bruises, without emotion.
No room for child abuse. NONE.
 Jan 2015
Abigail
I wish not to want you
For fear that, when I hold you,
My touch change you golden
With greedy alchemist's fingers.

I wish not to want you
And liberty, command you
From the nobility --
Metallic -- which bars you from love.

A Queen of Phrygia
I sow sin in good nature
Chest hollow for dictums
That confine my pow'r to transform

I've no eyes to covet
Yet I birth my own idols
In chambers forbidden
To those of conscience staunchly pure

I plead you, stay iron
And I'll be happily robbed
Of my talent to turn
Wretched an organic desire

I wish not to want you
As I lay my hands on you
But I have not the gift
To breathe such wishes into life.
 Jan 2015
Ann M Johnson
Praying for a miracle
When one seems impossible to find
Praying for a miracle
When a situation threatens to break my mind
Praying for a miracle
When I feel stricken with grief
Praying for a miracle
When somethings shaken my belief
Praying for a miracle
When life's giants I have to face and relief is not in sight
Praying for  a miracle
When I can't find the words to say
When I can't voice it out-loud
Lord please listen to my heart
PRAYING FOR A MIRACLE
 Jan 2015
ShamusDeyo
Standing by the road side
Thumbing a ride
Sleeping Bag, Backpack
And...Guitar on my back
Heat rolls off the Highway
Like Hallucinogenic Waves
Found a Roach in my pocket
Got me through the Day
Nothing but 70s Buick's...
And Cadillac's Roll By
On the on ramp to  I-80
Rolling on to  West Skies
A wish for a fast ride's best
Been up for 36 Hours
Popping Little White Crosses
Nothing Passing by but...
Military bosses.........
A VW Micro-bus pulls up
With a Band of Tie Died, Dead
Heads, cranking Jerry Garcia
The smoke the bowl, Kept on Toking
Greatful Dead played "Keep on Truckin' "
I Rolled off some Riffs, along with the Band
Flyin' 300 miles in that beat up old Van
My head got mellow, with these fine Fellows
They Dropped me off in the cool of the Night
And all I saw of them was their Red Tail Lights...1/27/15
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 Jan 2015
TigerEyes
These enemies that I see are really just all the dark parts of me
darkness, darkness, let me be--
when you gonna realize it's the light I wanna see--
I am gonna **** all my enemies in my sleep
I am gonna drink down their restless souls I've reaped
drink them down drink them down
I'll drink them down into the ground
dry them out dry them out
light the match light the match
light the match and I'll burn you up

(Chorus)
Your blood red darkness drifts up into the sky
with your lies with your lies
with every lie you've ever told me
in my dreams in my dreams
darkness, darkness let me be
when you gonna realize it's the light I wanna see

Yeah, the enemies I see are just all the dark parts of me
so darkness, darkness let me be
I won't let you capture me I won't let you hold me down
I will burn you into the ground
Yeah, I won't let you come around
I am heading toward the light/ yeah I am taking flight
cause I'm tired of your secrets I'm tired of your lies
Yeah, this where we part the our ties
these enemies of mine have made me hide

Yeah, yeah, I am going to set myself free
It's time that you see that you cannot own me--
I am going to save my life
I am going to set myself free--
you can no longer own a part of me---
I am delivering this message in blood red
I chant, I chant, I dance, I dance
Until I put myself in a trance
until I know you're all good n' dead
When you read this message in blood red
you'll be evaporating in my dreams
Yeah, you'll be dead
These enemies that I see
are really just all the dark parts inside of me
I'll be left with something shiny, and new
bright, bright shining white
darkness, darkness, I'm done with you.
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Act, 17 U.S.C. S512(c)(3), Krisselle S. Cosgrove Jan. 22nd, 2015
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