Song of Love

Love’s a
passionate rose,
opening wide the
petals with sensual
kisses …..
Let’s caress and
embrace like a
beautiful rainbow.
Darling, you
fruit of passion ….
Lay with me
and let me
taste your orifices
laden with honey….
Let me fondle your
body like strings
of a guitar….
Let our nights
be a sweet song of
music …..
Let me flow
your lake
taste its
nectar and
ecstasy you
with amorous
love……

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Haikus

Ode to Psyche

An ornament in/

Flight, a melodious /

Journey of a bard/

Grasshopper

Perching on the chair/

A silent tapestry on/

Wings a poem sung/

Dusk

Ornament of wings/

Hanging as music in the/

Sky, a poet’s heart/

Song of Love

Darling …
Love awakens
in my soul….
My heart
longs for you …..
Let me plant
sweet kisses
on your lips
and melody
a song of love….
Let me embrace
you with loving
passion….
Let me undress
you and see
your naked
sensual body ….
Let me caress
your breasts
and suckle
your breasts
and nipples
with loving
passion …..
Let me lick
your orifice
with my tongue
and flame you
and dizzying
ecstasy ….
Let me penetrate
your Venus
and and spill
my nectar with love…..

Haikus

Dawn
Colors opened in/
Music echoing poems/
An art to the heart/

Dawn
Morn gathered colors/
Beautiful red and orange/
Sun a happy sky/

Rain
It poured and poured/
Wet earth lay like a poem/
A dream so silent/

Moon
White ball shone magic/
Making the sky a music/
A dream so silent/

Birds
Birds floating in the/
Sky so tranquil giving a /
A thought to the mind/

Dusk

The sky
Rained in orange
Hues…
Beatific, poetic
And ornamental…
Hues colors
Spoke like
A dream…
Feather of a
Mystic bard
Lay scattered
As a mythic poem…
I am overwhelmed
With the heart of
Feeling ….
Watching the sunset,
I tremble in
Sensual adoration….
I am a fond dream
Now meditating
As an opera
On the sky’s
Lush hues….

Abstract

Eliot is
Decadent poetry …
Pound plucks
Apples and writes
Poems of imagism …
Romanticism….
You are a religion
For the soul …..
Bards wake up in
Dusk and pour
Metaphors …..
Poetry
You are
The fin de siècle
Gather a rhythm
And sing a
Song of solitude….
Love is surreal
Dreamy and poetic…
Sweet is passion
An ornament of
Delight
Poems are the
Tapestry of the
Spirit…
Sweeny
And the Nightingale
You are tarot of the
Eclipse….
The moon is
A pregnant belly….
Shadows of
Light fall gently
On the trees….
Dylan left
Odes of beauty
Submerged
In the ethos of
Tropes ….
Solitude awaken
To art that rhymes
And rhythms a
Poetry of love ….
Plato, you are
A trope of forms ….
Aristotle, you
Made catharsis
A theory of art ….
Socrates, you
Are a martyr
Of poetry …..
Being is a mystery…
An existential
Unfolding of
Nothingness and
Thingness….
Archetypes,
You are Jung’s
Soulful creation…..
Persistence of memory
Is a haunted
embryo…
Clocks melt
and gather
Time in a
Precious pouch…
Morning is a bard
On the wings
Of poetry…
Art flows
Through a
Timeless stream
Of words ….
Kafka you have
Left mysteries
Of the novel
Written in art….
Life is an illusion
Of time ….
Decadence
Wither a life
Of words ….
Beethoven
Poeticized
Words into
Melodies
Of art….
Bach
You are an
Ode of a piano,
Your fingers
Are musical flutes ….
Blues and Jazz
Float echoes
Of a cadence
And render the heart
To mirth of grace…
Walt Whitman
You laced
The leaves of grass
With tropes
That leaves the soul
In a catharsis of
Love…..
Wolf is a poetic
Trope…
Van Gogh
You soaked the
Canvass
With shades
Of impressionism….
Will the soul
Live after death?
Death
You are the body’s
Hell.
Life, you
Are the seasons of
Love…
Poppy
You are an
Intoxicated trope…
Maurice Blanchot
You are stoic
Of prose….
Sartre
You are an ecclesia
Of atheism
Where is
The fountain of joy?
Life illuminate
A cathartic
Monument ….
Time
Don’t reason
With meaning
Passion is
The living
Life of joy.
Oasis
I have found
You in the desert
Of poetry…
Words, live the
Meanings of
Richness….
Heart of love,
You are a poetic
Splendor …
Passion glide
As wings up
To the heavens.
Nietzsche,
You tranquilized
Art into the
Dionysian rhythm
And the Apollonian
Grace and melody…
Art thy waves
Rush to the shore
And weave threads
Of passion…
Beauty is
A figure of speech …
Rhetoric
Live a life
Poignant and
Sensual …
The gaze—a
Poetic rapture
Of being …
The self
Is a marathon
Running a race
Of love….
Passion sink
Into the ocean’s
Depth and
Swim as
A mermaid of
Love…
What am I?
A fictional self …
I am the many
Women I have loved..
The places I’ve
Visited….
I am sculpted
Trope of flesh
And blood….
Woman—you
Have to be a
Passionate bed…
Adultery
You are a meaning
So profound…
Life has a
Meaning to live…
Metaphors
Sculpt words
Into music …
The soul is
An enigma
A mystic wonder
That is life in a
Psalm…
I am in love
With life….
I am in love
With words …
I echo poems
From the springs of
Heart….
Camus you are
A bard of philosophy …
What is the elixir of
Life…
Nothing but the heart
Of meaning …

Poem of Love

Darling ….
Whispers fondly
embrace your love…
My heart is
Flowing with
Poetic tides….
Caresses and
Embraces
Are poetic music….
Let me soak
You in the mysteries
Of love….
Let me entice
Your being
With the karma
Of passion……
Let me soothe
Your body
With the love of
Poetry….
I am always
your heart
filled with love