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James Jarrett Jan 2014
Her scent and taste

Arouse primal passion

A Hunger in the depths of the soul

I need to feed

I am famished

And she

Is a delectable treat,

A taste

To be savored slowly

Her skin on my lips

Is delicious

It becomes

Honey and salt

My tongue

is titillated

I eat slowly

Like a man who is starved

I will devour her

Completely

Savoring

Every mouthful
James Jarrett Jan 2014
I hope that wild berries
Will bring some joy to her
I wander the spring woods
In search of  sweet treasure
My footsteps are all that break
The mornings bleak silence
I slowly fill my basket with Blueberries
I pick our life with each sweet fruit
Our ripe destinies gripped in my fingers
My eyes fall upon dark Raspberries
They hang in the sun in  juicy prime
Suspended like treasures, Plump sweet jewels
Dangling from thorny crowns
Greedily they are plucked from their vine
For a moment I am happy with my bounty
My basket is full of ripe and plentiful fruit
Then her pain comes to my mind
My happiness is clouded over by worry
Cast into the shade by the dark shadows
I wonder if my basket of wild berries
Will be enough
I hope it will
James Jarrett Jan 2014
As freedom fades
to twilight dim
and darkness filters in
Hopes fall
Like withered leaves
On droughted lands
Of deep despair
But we ourselves
Are here
Brought,
Not blown
By fate and resolve
To stand before the storm
uncolored by fear
unshaken by threat
We Stand

For freedom
James Jarrett Jan 2014
You would feel so much better

If I unleashed my anger on you

Your self pity

Could be buried

By the torrent of my rage

It would be twisted

Into being about you

As you drowned beneath

The roiling current

You could go cold

Beneath the waves

And let the river pass over you

Watching the fading sky

“Til you slowly slipped away

But I won’t

I will make you feel

What you have done

I’ll stay the high ground

And not burst the dam

Let the river run gentle

Let the water run calm

Let you remember

The shame

Of your betrayal
James Jarrett Jan 2014
I breathe poetry
My soul exhales
Words of my heart
With a nod to Alex for"I breathe poetry" http://hellopoetry.com/-alex-16/
James Jarrett Jan 2014
There is a place within your heart

that is reserved

for the one you love the most

The one you must have

That special soul

that interlaces

with yours

becomes part of you

part of your very being

Without whom

life is empty and longing

I knew the moment I saw you

That it was you

That you were the one

The warm sunlight

shining in my darkness

I knew I had to have you

That you would be in that place in my heart

Although, I had only just met you

One glimpse was enough

I am so glad my love

That after all these years

You still shine

your warm sunshine

on me
To my love
James Jarrett Jan 2014
The dogs have all had a piece

They lay and eat their ****** feast

Yet still he does, still he stands

That tattered remnant of a man

With just enough flesh to go around

To sate the slavering red eyed hounds

But they're almost done

They crave for more

Not this sorry motherf@cker

He's out the door

They stop and howl

'What have we done'

They've put their food upon the run

They snap and snarl

All in vain

Aught to stop their hunger and pain

They cry with sorrow

To the empty wind

'Please come back we're famished again'
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