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Finger Feathering Touch. A Poem
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Posted:Sep 30, 2020 7:02 pm
Last Updated:Jan 7, 2021 10:37 am
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If I were to touch you
How would you react?
Would you let me continue
To make contact?
I would start with
Your hand
Then your wrist
Moving up your arm
Wondering if you
Were affected
And how?
If you were wearing shorts
My hand would go
Naturally to your knee
Then above and below.
Gliding along
No particular destination
Just feeling
Your hair and skin
And your warmth.
What would you be thinking?
In that glorious mind of yours?
Would you be wanting
To feel me too?
Or would you be content
With my gentle exploration?
Would you react at all
Would it be stimulating?
Would you tingle
And your hair stand up?
As attention was paid
To various areas?
Would this finger feathering touch
Lead to some other body parts
Taking up the torch?
Would lips and mouth
Be forced
To enlist in this touching scenario?
You know when nature takes its course
It seems inevitable.
But it comes down to wants
And being consensual.
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Your Hugs. A Poem
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Posted:Sep 30, 2020 9:34 am
Last Updated:Oct 12, 2020 7:13 pm
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I want shout Security!
But only myself.
That is the feeling
That comes over me
When you are around.
Your hugs encompass me
Or should I say engulf?
What is that chemical
That humans produce
When a hug is introduced?
Should I make you aware
Of the effect you have?
Perhaps you know
What a hug brings
How it is inherently
Just the thing
Human beings crave
And need.
In that case
My dear
I would place
My order
For many more
Please deliver them
Into my waiting arms.
Let not a day pass
Without one.
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Added Sensations. A Poem
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Posted:Sep 2, 2020 10:24 pm
Last Updated:Sep 29, 2020 6:36 pm
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I know his voice well
I hear it in my mind
At times it arouses me
Other times it has the
Opposite effect
Of making me calm.
I hear it in his normal sound.
I hear it too
When he mimics folks.
Talks with an accent of
Someone from Maine
Or English
With a deep deep voice
His way of saying Hi
Or hey you
Accompanied by
An unconscious laugh
Reach inside me
Like a hook
And I am caught.
As I envision his smile
That is magnificent.
What is more sensational
When thought?
Sounds or sights
Smells or touch.
I should just be thankful
I have the ability
And memories at all.
And wish for more
Added sensations.
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Best Forgotten. A Poem
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Posted:Sep 2, 2020 10:05 pm
Last Updated:Nov 4, 2021 8:34 pm
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When we see each other again
And you ask me if I am
Seeing other men
What answer would
Make you happy?
None, one, two
Or half a dozen?
If I asked you
The same question
One would cause me pain.
You see she would be
Experiencing that TLC
That I wished
Had never ended.
I wish I was enough for you.
That I had something
You found unique
And you couldn't do without.
Instead I was like a passing fad
Good for a while
But the end was inevitable.
So telling you I was celibate
Or seeing multiple guys
Who had different skills
And equipment.
All as a fucking distraction
It probably would never happen
For we live far enough away
That seeing each other again
Would be one heck of a coincidence.
Moot points
That matter not
Some things are best forgotten
If they are lost.
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Hard To Contemplate. A Poem
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Posted:Sep 1, 2020 12:25 am
Last Updated:Sep 2, 2020 9:30 pm
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Sleepless once again
Thoughts not wanting to end
Worries aplenty
No solutions forthcoming.
There are so many things
That could drive us away
Then apart would be
The next step we'd take.
I see this
And it causes me
So much pain.
I catch my breath
And nearly hyperventilate.
You think I exaggerate?
Am being overly dramatic?
Listen to my thoughts
And give me your take.
The differences are unsustainable.
It's crazy to keep holding on
Yes we are both lonely
And kind hearted people
But we are fooling ourselves
That we can have a future
That gives us what we really want.
For me that would be someone
Who can love me alone.
Not look for the bodies of others
To satisfy an urge.
For him he seemingly wants
His hand held
Someone as a companion
Who supports his extracurricular pursuits.
His past girlfriends agreed
To this arrangement
So is my hesitation
Just me being selfish?
What about my wishes
And my comfort?
Filling the present void
Of each other's loneliness
Will create future unhappiness.
As our different desires
Seek fulfillment.
I love being his friend
And companion
But he can't give me
The romantic part
Of a coupling equation.
Which leads me back
To why I can't sleep
I am too weak
To make a break.
Courage eludes me.
The solution is staring
Me in the face.
But to take action
Is hard to contemplate.
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Don't Think Me A Sap. A Poem
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Posted:Aug 28, 2020 5:50 pm
Last Updated:Nov 6, 2020 12:59 am
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Don't think me a sap
As my only way to be
You would be so very wrong.
Very wrong indeed.
I can be hard
As the hardest wood tree.
Eucalyptus may be
Versatile
As well as hemp
But I have about me
A sturdiness
That keeps me
Well grounded.
I can give of myself
But I want to live
Don't cut me down
Unless you are prepared
To deal with
The consequences.
The end of our
Nurturing connection.
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Come Back To Me. A Poem
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Posted:Aug 28, 2020 8:04 am
Last Updated:Sep 30, 2020 9:20 am
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Come back to me
Its a line from a movie
If you guess right
You win a prize
Just a smile
But it could be like
Winning the lottery.
How might that be?
Us romantic souls
Would see
In the other
A kindred spirit
One who wishes
And possibly prays
For a love that can
Last an eternity.
Yes an eureka moment
Not be missed
And hopefully not upset
By a random penny.
But alas reality
Finds a way
To rear its ugly head.
Making the phrase
Come back to me
Needing to be
Once again said.
If only finding a penny
Took on a new meaning
Of knowing that love lost
Can be found again.
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How Making Love Could Be. A Poem
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Posted:Aug 28, 2020 1:09 am
Last Updated:Sep 19, 2021 9:31 am
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I asked him if he could
Make love a woman?
Has his intimate interactions
Only ever been about satisfaction?
I truly could not believe
I had the courage
broach the subject.
But I was so effing curious
And we were having
What was in
Intents and purposes
A heart heart
Open and honest discussion.
Had he ever done it?
Made love a woman.
He mentioned a rendezvous
Once upon a time
That was very sensual.
I was somewhat dreading
A positive response
As it would mean
An emotional connection
That might still be inside him.
Causing nostalgic sadness
On occasion.
I hate admit it
But I would be jealous.
and my insecurities
Thinking I would never
Measure .
Can we have something simple
In that it is special?
Better than he had ever had?
What could make it so?
Kissing and touching
Not with a goal?
Just sensational
And in harmony
With an emotional pull.
I think what could offer
The ultimate proof
Is the addition of words
Say them
As kisses are interspersed
I love you.
Perhaps softly
Then louder
Then back to whispers
In the ears.
My own response
Might be tears.
And the words
Mouthed silently at first.
Do you understand?
The wonder?
The joy?
Finally my life
Had what it's been missing
A love reciprocated.
A moment so yearned
For it to become reality
It would be like
A broken curse.
Then we might meet
Word for word
Touch for touch
Lips an instrument
Of so much!
Nature in its infinite wisdom
Made them the key
As well as gate to love.
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This Current Man. A Poem
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Posted:Aug 28, 2020 12:09 am
Last Updated:Aug 28, 2020 7:53 am
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Did I want a sign
From way high
You know from one
Of those deities
In the sky?
I must admit
The thought did
Cross my mind.
Ah being
Ever the romantic
But I was wrong before
When I thought
The signs were clear.
This current man
Has only a smile
And hugs like a bear
But he makes
feel warmth
an otherworldly scale!
He has professed his need
Not just the physical
But a deeper connection
I seemingly can afford.
But for how long?
Yes I can provide it now
But at what future cost?
Living in the moment
Has never been
My strong suit
I have been haunted
By the past
And anxiety for the future.
So while he and I .
Are together
Passing time
The case for waste
Will be in our hands
And our hearts
And minds.
Let's hope there are
Rings and rungs
Of many a calendar.
Well marked with
Event filled dates
That adhered
To the euphemism
Of Carpe Diem!
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A Smile Could Be. A Poem
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Posted:Jul 3, 2020 2:21 am
Last Updated:Sep 30, 2020 9:21 am
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He makes me smile.
Is it as simple as that?
A foundation to build upon
On the way to love
Or should that thought
Be a stepping stone?
That idea of a stepping stone
I once compared
All my ex lovers
All that negativity
I would sooner forget
It's just life
File it under
Learning from
My mistakes.
A smile could be
The beginning.
Love could take seed
Take hold
Take over my senses
I will gain
By losing control.
Hopefully he feels the same.
Or he will be just
Another stepping stone
Along the way.
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We Both Came Up Short. A Poem
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Posted:Jun 24, 2020 9:56 pm
Last Updated:Jun 28, 2020 8:29 pm
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I wish we could have been
The ones we really sought
But truth be told
We both came short.
I wish you well.
Truly there is no
Ill will my part.
I know you possess
A kind and good heart.
I am just not your match
You can see that truth.
Were we stay together
We would both
Become miserable
I am aware of this
I am stating the obvious.
We are too different
We are not each other's
Perfect fit.
I would like very much
If we could stay friends
But for you that
Might be a stretch.
You might have been
More invested
And my ending our romance
Even though I did it
For your future happiness
You might not be able
To look past
You might think I meant
To hurt you.
When it is the opposite.
I want to spare you
More time wasted.
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Am I Alone In My Plight. A Poem
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Posted:Jun 8, 2020 12:23 pm
Last Updated:Apr 15, 2024 10:38 pm
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It's been a while
Since we checked in.
We have gone about
With our lives
Taking care of things.
Kind of Boring.
But we shouldn't complain
When the world at large
Is so on edge.
Is it selfish of
want find love
Can you back
this need
Or is it just a want?
I am not getting any younger
In fact it is the opposite
As my birthday approaches
And I will be another year older.
Time waits for no one.
It marches on.
Its hard broach the subject
Can you tell how hard?
I don't want my hopes dashed
That yearning for love
Whether with you or not.
my actions put on hold
Its been an excuse of sorts.
Not move full speed ahead
My pace in slow motion.
But this yearning
Is ever persistent.
Always on a loop in my mind
Granted it can be muted
For a time.
Just wanted check
see if you were also
So inclined.
Does your yearning for love
Keep you at night?
Or am I alone in my plight?
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Need To Have Sex With You A Poem
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Posted:May 20, 2020 10:43 am
Last Updated:May 26, 2020 10:38 pm
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I need have sex with you.
That thought just popped
Into my head.
Now it is like an earworm
Or mantra
Being said over and over again.
It rings true.
For some reason.
How the times we have had
Were wonderful
And I want an encore
A repeat performance.
A do over to see if
We can enhance
The pleasure
We both experienced.
Yeah I think that is how
I will sell the idea.
How does that sound?
Does it make sense?
I need to have sex with you.
If we do it once.
I might want more.
Are you open to that notion
Being my literal sex toy?
Or is that figurative?
Since you are real
And the thought
Of you as a toy
Is so appropriate
As you seemingly
Are always ready to
You just need a touch
And a lick
Instead of batteries.
Needs and wants
A fine line to be sure.
I say let that boundary
Be obscured!
I won't tell the etiquette police
Who want to make
What I really want
Just something that is
To be delayed
As it is not life sustaining.
Hmmm, there is an argument
To be had
Along those lines.
Is sex a need or just a want.
Monks and nuns
Live long lives of celibacy.
Good for them
And their self sacrifice.
Are we sure they
Don't secretly masturbate
Among other things?
Back to you and me
And my need for sex
I want it as soon
As it can be arranged!
So get out your schedule
And tell me when!
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