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In this dancing candlelight
she wears my love on her smile

look at her moving in the light/shadow
look at her warm form in the night
calling me to hold her in my arms and never let go

watch her dance in the firelight
watch her smile like all the world

has love in it
and its hers to share with me and me alone

We wrestle another night on the sheets
and exclaim our love
with the knowledge that it may be gone tomorrow
but who cares
tomorrow is such a long long way away

look at her wearing my love in her smile
 Mar 2013 Raven Black
Harsh
Fantasy
 Mar 2013 Raven Black
Harsh
Bend me over and take me from behind.
My palms on the window sill, and yours against my body until,
our breath steams up every surface in the room as the night stands still.
Take your time.
Moving like a lazy ocean's wave teasing the shore, leaving me gasping for more,
one hand pulling my hair back and the other holding me tight, do not let go.
Blow my mind.
Let the beat of your heart make me grind, real fine, touch me in places no one else can find,
as beads of sweat fall from my forehead onto the face leaving me momentarily blind.
Make me moan.
Turn me around, wrap my legs over your hips and lift me right off the ground,
and as my arms grasp your neck, kiss me, before I could make a sound.
Hear me groan.
As our tongues wrestle, let my ears feel the deep growls escaping your throat,
use your every skill to give me a thrill, unleash that ****** warrior within and let him gloat.
Explode!
While my nails scratch the path to heaven on your back, and we both lose track,
and my eyes look into yours watching me watching you come to a perfect ******.
Oh, God!
Stay inside me as I shudder in ecstatic response, with my head buried in your shoulder,
caress and burn me with your macho warm embrace as the night keeps getting colder.
Smile.
A naive, genuine smile which speaks for all the feelings unsaid,
as you carry me over our discarded clothes onto the uncreased bed.
Dream.
As I watch you sleeping whilst running my fingers gently through your hair,
looking peaceful, content, mesmerizing, spellbinding, I can't help but stare.
Stay...
This poem is the sole property of me and cannot be copied or used without permission. [Copyright G.H. Rodrigo 15/03/2013]
What a breath of fresh air
Seeing you once again
Your company is always welcome
So good to befriend you love
I sure can use your comfort
Your elegant, powerhouse vibe
Quenches my lonely soul
I am in need of you
Its been such a long time
Since our dear minds floated
In a milieu of ignited joy
I have combed the vicinity
From the periphery of the night
Til the nascency of the sun
Close by and far about,
To cross your seraphic path
Once again, here we are...
So come take a walk with me
Let us prance along the lake
Dash through spring's leaves
Exalting each other's presence
Let us dance in airborne circles
Together, as inseparable canaries
My thoughts of you
With that celestial killer smile
Your dazzling eyes of pensiveness
That touch of sweet caress
Is strongly needed in my life
Spending time with you
Is truly like no other
My adulation for you
Is passionately unspoken
This pash I have for you
Has kindled as we bonded
There is honestly no way
I'm letting you go
No more, never again
So take my hand
Slowly spin with me
Into love's unknown
Together forever.


©Michael P. Smith
Hawk hunting in the grey, last light
sliced the evening air
talons locking swift
two birds falling
black of night,
breathes death
to rise - calling
ever endless as
breath
 Mar 2013 Raven Black
J Penpla
Nothing calls for morals, like lovers’ quarrels
Though all is fair in love and war
I have one law, for all clenched jaws
Don’t fight in metaphor

“You’re always the martyr” one may brand the other
In passive aggressive verse
Mere iteration, through metaphorical filtration
That truly reveals the reverse

Here’s one I despise, that utters love’s demise
“Honey, the door swings both ways”
It’s an image projected, of love infected
Spat in pseudo poetic haze

It’s a double edged blade that ought to be stayed
Though a wonderful figure of speech
It does not pay, to duel this way
Nay it is to love, but a leech
 Mar 2013 Raven Black
Elizabeth
Realistically you don't exist
just a figment of my imagination
Its perfection that I see that makes me doubt reality

The fact that you are what I want plus one and two and three and more
I see you rarely often but that's enough at best

Your presence
when I look beyond the rest of the constant pictures of you or thoughts of yours
that cross my path
distracting me from learning better things like math

But in my days I long to see you
rather than just be a distant memory in my mind
so that you are the one that notices me walk by
and question me the day you don't cross my eye

But you are perfection not reachable by me
crossing my mind know is what I am forever destined to see
without your company.
Five in the morning
she called me up
I'll be busy today
Could you take care of Whiskers
my cat?


Ain't nobody got time for that
I thought
I'll be there at 6
I said

Seven o'clock
I rang the doorbell
You're late
Have you ever taken care
of a cat before?


You should be glad I'm even at your door
I thought
Leave me a note, I'll be sleeping a few more hours
I said

Lunch time
I awoke with a jolt
What the ****
are you doing
scratching my ******* face?


And so I gave the cat a chase
I thought,
I didn't sign up for this.

Four in the afternoon
she called me up
I'll be home by five
Did you even look at
my note?


Could barely understand what you wrote
I thought
I didn't sign up for this
I said

Nobody forced you
She said

It's not like I had a choice
I thought
It's not like I had a choice
I said

Five on the dot
She rang the doorbell
Where's my little Whiskers?
Where's my baby?
Was the big bully mean to you?


Save your breath, the cat bid adieu
I thought
It's gone. I chased it out
I said

What the ****
she screamed
The **** did you do
she blamed
Where the **** is my cat?
she demanded

I freed Whiskers
I said

What the ****
she screamed
The **** did you do
she blamed
Don't you ******* love me anymore?
she demanded

No

Curiosity killed our love
and I freed Whiskers
ba-dum-tss (This work is pure fiction.)
I know it's not just a fiction,

this thing, we see but seldom recognize


This isn't my creation,

not yet, not quite yet..


It's an unspoken love for what kills us,

this touch unseen with roses and smoke


The winter melts away,

and reveals our armor to us


Spring comes

and makes us want to cry


This is all I've wanted,

this recognition..


I won't let you sink,

Won't let you go under


Not so soon,

we haven't reached our destination


The summer sun comes to show us,


That we're all just walking each other home
Being your slave, what should I do but tend
Upon the hours and times of your desire?
I have no precious time at all to spend,
Nor services to do, till you require.
Nor dare I chide the world-without-end hour,
Whilst I, my sovereign, watch the clock for you,
Nor think the bitterness of absence sour
When you have bid your servant once adieu.
Nor dare I question with my jealous thought
Where you may be, or your affairs suppose,
But, like a sad slave, stay and think of naught
Save where you are, how happy you make those.
    So true a fool is love that in your will,
    Though you do any thing, he thinks no ill.
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