Category Archive: poetry

The darkness..

The darkness.. When we take away the sense of vision. I want your sense of touch to come alive. Allow me to show you places where you will find light and secret pleasure… Continue reading

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I want to love you like..

I want to love you like. I want to love you like we are babies just learning to love. I want you to undress with the lights on, allowing me to see your… Continue reading

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I need a warm day poem. I remember you.

A Poem by Coyote Poetry Sometime we must return to the beginning. To find the missing person in the mirror looking back.”   I remember you.. The summer days were long andthe splendor of… Continue reading

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me, recollecting the Sun

Originally posted on Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm:
A poem in Vietnamese by Đinh Trường ChinhTranslator: Nguyễn Thị Phương TrâmArt: Đinh Trường Chinh me, recollecting the Sun . i left to-night…

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Fiel Pecadora

Originally posted on Primavera de Oliveira Oliveira:
Oração Fiel Pecadora Cecília R. C. M. Boreli — Ensine-me tua oração Que pra ti rezarei — Aceite meu coração Que só a vós amarei —…

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Turn, turn, turn..

Turn, turn, turn.. The old poet sang a lullaby.“Sensual woman whispered to me once.Come live with me and be my lover,I will be your salvation and you will be my rock to keep… Continue reading

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Home, sweet home..

Home, sweet home (For Port Austin) Sun and heat, heat and sun. The Kuwait days slow and not easy. No booze, no woman, bad food and we have read every book available. I… Continue reading

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Read to me dear lover..

Read to me my dear lover.. Longing, belonging, needing and believing.You are my reasons to live my love. Falling, soaring and flying to new heights in hope and dreams.Please sweet love. Read to… Continue reading

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I saw a face…

I saw a face.. I saw a face in the distance. A beautiful tempting face.The face brought back a sweet memory,was once a sweet memory. She walked toward me and she embraced me… Continue reading

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Old Monterey and Hemingway..

Old Monterey and Hemingway.. I was looking for my friend Hemingway on the Monterey pier. They hid him away. My old eyes found him moved, near the sea on Monterey wharf. We stood… Continue reading

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