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POEMS - VALENTINE'S DAY CONTEST
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1: The Promise of Thaw
My heart is a hand-written letter
My love is like spring’s first thaw
Black ink spills into my blood
It smells like rich mud and stale leaves
It whispers to me in soft promises
It tastes like apricot and chocolate
It feels like wet terry cloth
It sounds like bittersweet citrus
A rainbow shatters the melting snow
The thick words taste of oranges
And ice explodes like bombed glass
He would follow me anywhere
When I hear the purple reaching
Jaime stomped on the snow flowing from the mountains
Of sticky sweet desires.
I slept for years because the letter was too thin
The leaves aren’t stale
Each steady drop forms a widening lake of
The corpulent fruit of obsession
I fly over the hills when the lake freezes over
Jaime never followed me to Europe
“I still blame you.”
I sear it all in snow and hail
The soft blossoms of passion
Bloom into destructive hope
The paper I found isn’t thick enough
Each message is sent in silver balloons
I dip them in rum and swallow them whole
I will find you in the winter
But the letter will find its way to my heart
I will touch your molten skin
“I’m kind of floundering”
I will trim the twigs and shoots from your body
The lake sings your name in a gentle baritone
Each blade of grass is revealed slowly and
Descends like a blessing of locusts
I’ll write your lost letter in my own blood
My heart is a hand-written letter
My love is like spring’s first thaw
Black ink spills into my blood
It smells like rich mud and stale leaves
It whispers to me in soft promises
It tastes like apricot and chocolate
It feels like wet terry cloth
It sounds like bittersweet citrus
A rainbow shatters the melting snow
The thick words taste of oranges
And ice explodes like bombed glass
He would follow me anywhere
When I hear the purple reaching
Jaime stomped on the snow flowing from the mountains
Of sticky sweet desires.
I slept for years because the letter was too thin
The leaves aren’t stale
Each steady drop forms a widening lake of
The corpulent fruit of obsession
I fly over the hills when the lake freezes over
Jaime never followed me to Europe
“I still blame you.”
I sear it all in snow and hail
The soft blossoms of passion
Bloom into destructive hope
The paper I found isn’t thick enough
Each message is sent in silver balloons
I dip them in rum and swallow them whole
I will find you in the winter
But the letter will find its way to my heart
I will touch your molten skin
“I’m kind of floundering”
I will trim the twigs and shoots from your body
The lake sings your name in a gentle baritone
Each blade of grass is revealed slowly and
Descends like a blessing of locusts
I’ll write your lost letter in my own blood
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2: Time Theft
Stay a moment longer,
Share another kiss.
Grant me more to treasure,
Something new to miss.
We're both expected elsewhere,
We've other things to do.
Soon the world will claim us,
For now it's me and you.
Keep me from the madness,
Save me from the flames.
Let's make love our fortress,
A blockade against the pain.
The clock has won again,
It's time for us to go.
Look into my eyes, my love,
For all you'll need to know.
Stay a moment longer,
Share another kiss.
Grant me more to treasure,
Something new to miss.
We're both expected elsewhere,
We've other things to do.
Soon the world will claim us,
For now it's me and you.
Keep me from the madness,
Save me from the flames.
Let's make love our fortress,
A blockade against the pain.
The clock has won again,
It's time for us to go.
Look into my eyes, my love,
For all you'll need to know.
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3: how foolish
how
foolish
to think
that one
day
of love (promised)
can
compare
to
a lifetime of
love (fulfilled)
how
foolish
to think
that one
day
of love (promised)
can
compare
to
a lifetime of
love (fulfilled)
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4: È tempo
She is often a windstorm
one I would thus suffer
still later to feel her cool rain;
She is that much the thunder
Clapping and mashing
inside heated chest pounding
one heartbeat’s race
from an end;
Quite often, she is lightning
plasmatic and glowing
white-hot surging slowly to sizzle
More often, however,
than nature’s wild howl
she’s floating white cirrus, aloft
on blue painted glass
reflecting the orange myriad
her pinks showing secret
a rendezvous at day’s end
She is often a windstorm
one I would thus suffer
still later to feel her cool rain;
She is that much the thunder
Clapping and mashing
inside heated chest pounding
one heartbeat’s race
from an end;
Quite often, she is lightning
plasmatic and glowing
white-hot surging slowly to sizzle
More often, however,
than nature’s wild howl
she’s floating white cirrus, aloft
on blue painted glass
reflecting the orange myriad
her pinks showing secret
a rendezvous at day’s end
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5: Valentine's Day
Oh little dream be still
Please don’t struggle so
Your moment simply passed
It’s time for you go
The silence of your screams
The darkness of your light
The sadness of your smile
Denial of your plight
I gave you birth
I will bury you
Casting dirt upon your face
With sorrow as I do
Though now you’ve gone
Don’t fret. I’ll cope.
For in your place there now grows
A single flower – hope.
Oh little dream be still
Please don’t struggle so
Your moment simply passed
It’s time for you go
The silence of your screams
The darkness of your light
The sadness of your smile
Denial of your plight
I gave you birth
I will bury you
Casting dirt upon your face
With sorrow as I do
Though now you’ve gone
Don’t fret. I’ll cope.
For in your place there now grows
A single flower – hope.
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6: Damn Me
There was a time
when the love's rhythms rhymed
with a beating for Her in my heart.
Her laugh filled my soul
and for once, I felt whole.
Every breath, She inspired me to art.
She pulled it away
and light turned to pain.
Pale sun cannot warm my days.
Everywhere I gaze,
My eyes find her face.
Every night I find empty space.
There was a time
when the love's rhythms rhymed
with a beating for Her in my heart.
Her laugh filled my soul
and for once, I felt whole.
Every breath, She inspired me to art.
She pulled it away
and light turned to pain.
Pale sun cannot warm my days.
Everywhere I gaze,
My eyes find her face.
Every night I find empty space.
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7: Remind Me to Breathe
Remind me to breathe.
Whisper it to me in cool mornings,
when envious Helios drags me from you,
tied to that bright chariot
and bid to toil, to chase him
across the sky to twilight.
Tell me there, when our lips cling briefly
to the morning gift, your taste, that promises more
despite the sorrow of reluctant parting;
there, when I am beguiled by a sleepy smile
and trapped by a cage of caresses,
carried on remnant magic carpets,
drifting from lingering sleep,
to dreams of rapturous embrace
beyond the tug of a jealous sun,
there, in that moment that I forget
all but you,
remind me to breathe.
Remind me to breathe.
Whisper it to me in cool mornings,
when envious Helios drags me from you,
tied to that bright chariot
and bid to toil, to chase him
across the sky to twilight.
Tell me there, when our lips cling briefly
to the morning gift, your taste, that promises more
despite the sorrow of reluctant parting;
there, when I am beguiled by a sleepy smile
and trapped by a cage of caresses,
carried on remnant magic carpets,
drifting from lingering sleep,
to dreams of rapturous embrace
beyond the tug of a jealous sun,
there, in that moment that I forget
all but you,
remind me to breathe.
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8: Valentine Togetherness
We were just two sad, lonely people
Looking for someone special to care.
We needed a world filled with love;
A world without any despair.
Then we found each other;
We are oh, so complete.
We can forget the bitterness,
While enjoying only the sweet.
Our love is wondrous,
It is a complete delight.
You took away the sadness,
Making my world truly bright.
I am really happy
We have found such true bliss.
We were just two sad, lonely people,
But now we share a Valentine's kiss.
We were just two sad, lonely people
Looking for someone special to care.
We needed a world filled with love;
A world without any despair.
Then we found each other;
We are oh, so complete.
We can forget the bitterness,
While enjoying only the sweet.
Our love is wondrous,
It is a complete delight.
You took away the sadness,
Making my world truly bright.
I am really happy
We have found such true bliss.
We were just two sad, lonely people,
But now we share a Valentine's kiss.
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9: You, My Love
You, my love,
leaning Mona Lisa style—
forward in a pose of wanting.
learning envy in my absence,
aching forward for my touch, arching.
the taste of cinnamon, nostalgic
on my waiting tongue. You, my love,
memories of passion burning, lingering
in sheets wet with the divine madness
of our nightly encounters. You,
my love, a mind to wrap within,
solace in a world unfamiliar. You,
pumping life steadily through my
wilted veins. I inhale and realize
it is you massaging this heart to life
(in a chest left open like a cavity
from a life unstrung). You, my love,
carrying me through the tight morass,
showing me the religion of beauty,
caught in the infinite glimpses of
everyday life. For you, my love,
my passion encapsulated in a red
velvet box given simply as a valentine
to carry in remembrance of the love
I owe. Fill this box, if you will,
With the promise of my devotion,
just as the petals that fall from those
magical daisies count out
the love I send you. You, my love.
You, my love,
leaning Mona Lisa style—
forward in a pose of wanting.
learning envy in my absence,
aching forward for my touch, arching.
the taste of cinnamon, nostalgic
on my waiting tongue. You, my love,
memories of passion burning, lingering
in sheets wet with the divine madness
of our nightly encounters. You,
my love, a mind to wrap within,
solace in a world unfamiliar. You,
pumping life steadily through my
wilted veins. I inhale and realize
it is you massaging this heart to life
(in a chest left open like a cavity
from a life unstrung). You, my love,
carrying me through the tight morass,
showing me the religion of beauty,
caught in the infinite glimpses of
everyday life. For you, my love,
my passion encapsulated in a red
velvet box given simply as a valentine
to carry in remembrance of the love
I owe. Fill this box, if you will,
With the promise of my devotion,
just as the petals that fall from those
magical daisies count out
the love I send you. You, my love.
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10: Know What Love Is
And two and one
and two and one
and in between
and moon and sun
and free and bondsman
walk and run
and you and me
and two and one.
And one and two
and one and two
and far and near
and know and knew
and close and closer
grow and grew
and me and you
and one and two.
And two and one
and two and one
and in between
and moon and sun
and free and bondsman
walk and run
and you and me
and two and one.
And one and two
and one and two
and far and near
and know and knew
and close and closer
grow and grew
and me and you
and one and two.
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11: Bloom
Rabid, stinking growth upon my soul
Eating out my brain
My love inserts itself within me like a tapeworm
And after all these years
I am helpless again
Oh! naughty love!
You have poisoned me once more
The shadow of my logical self
Gets up and walks out the door
For YOU, love shine, are hot and dense
And fill my mind with utter nonsense
Hungering waves rise up and cover me with goo
While I lick and spit and eat more it anew
Oh love, leave me alone!
I am torn up enough from my priors!
(Yet the love sponge has soaked up my perfect water barrier, and I am succombing - oh love, I must go buy flowers.)
Rabid, stinking growth upon my soul
Eating out my brain
My love inserts itself within me like a tapeworm
And after all these years
I am helpless again
Oh! naughty love!
You have poisoned me once more
The shadow of my logical self
Gets up and walks out the door
For YOU, love shine, are hot and dense
And fill my mind with utter nonsense
Hungering waves rise up and cover me with goo
While I lick and spit and eat more it anew
Oh love, leave me alone!
I am torn up enough from my priors!
(Yet the love sponge has soaked up my perfect water barrier, and I am succombing - oh love, I must go buy flowers.)
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12: Stardust
It happened very slowly
With a quiet ennui
It spoke of its entreaty
With a feint neutrality.
It gently soothed and lulled
Imbued me with happiness
It tended to my needs
‘til its will I acquiesced.
I was an empty parchment
For the writer to compile
A voyage of discovery
From a sacrificed exile.
I revelled in its beauty
A passion I took delight
It became my inspiration
As my soul it did incite.
Protracted contemplation
It was still without a name
With reticence it entered
To no grandiose acclaim.
Then came an ideation
As I glanced the stars above
Could they be whence it came
And could its name be love?
It happened very slowly
With a quiet ennui
It spoke of its entreaty
With a feint neutrality.
It gently soothed and lulled
Imbued me with happiness
It tended to my needs
‘til its will I acquiesced.
I was an empty parchment
For the writer to compile
A voyage of discovery
From a sacrificed exile.
I revelled in its beauty
A passion I took delight
It became my inspiration
As my soul it did incite.
Protracted contemplation
It was still without a name
With reticence it entered
To no grandiose acclaim.
Then came an ideation
As I glanced the stars above
Could they be whence it came
And could its name be love?
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13: A Love Feast
Our love is like a royal banquet.
A fusion of herbs and spices.
A delicate aroma and exotic tastes
to tantalize our senses.
A burst of of color,
a balance of life.
A magnificent meal to be savioured
for a lifetime.
Tirimasu, Tofu you, My Delicious Princess.
Our love is like a royal banquet.
A fusion of herbs and spices.
A delicate aroma and exotic tastes
to tantalize our senses.
A burst of of color,
a balance of life.
A magnificent meal to be savioured
for a lifetime.
Tirimasu, Tofu you, My Delicious Princess.
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14: My Surprise
The first few years she remained
A sensuous mystery in my life,
With enough truth to keep me guessing
If I wanted her as my wife.
I prayed and pondered and oft times wondered
Why this mystical lady had such a hold
On my very heart and soul.
The answer was so plain.
My broken heart had healed.
And suddenly,
Like an awe struck teenager,
I was able to love again.
Now, after a decade of laughing
And sharing,
Loving and caring.
The mystery is now history.
For, you see,
One tender Chicago night,
Two souls united---and never let go.
Alas and alak---We've often looked back,
Now clearly we see,
Cupid,
"With arrows in flight"
Claim two more believers
In,
"Love at first sight."
The first few years she remained
A sensuous mystery in my life,
With enough truth to keep me guessing
If I wanted her as my wife.
I prayed and pondered and oft times wondered
Why this mystical lady had such a hold
On my very heart and soul.
The answer was so plain.
My broken heart had healed.
And suddenly,
Like an awe struck teenager,
I was able to love again.
Now, after a decade of laughing
And sharing,
Loving and caring.
The mystery is now history.
For, you see,
One tender Chicago night,
Two souls united---and never let go.
Alas and alak---We've often looked back,
Now clearly we see,
Cupid,
"With arrows in flight"
Claim two more believers
In,
"Love at first sight."
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15: All the Valentines Underneath
How many years now,
and we still have fun.
Jokes, looks, private smiles,
kisses and more
especially on Valentine's Day.
Some of the things I say and do,
though,
don't come only from me.
We both know there were others
before each other
and that's fine.
But
I use things
that other valentines taught me...
I use them with you.
And I'm sure you do with me too.
I think we make our own Valentine's Days better
funnier
more fun
et cetera...
with all the Valentines underneath.
Though I may have learned things elsewhere
I use them now entirely for you.
And I think you do with me too.
And I love us.
How many years now,
and we still have fun.
Jokes, looks, private smiles,
kisses and more
especially on Valentine's Day.
Some of the things I say and do,
though,
don't come only from me.
We both know there were others
before each other
and that's fine.
But
I use things
that other valentines taught me...
I use them with you.
And I'm sure you do with me too.
I think we make our own Valentine's Days better
funnier
more fun
et cetera...
with all the Valentines underneath.
Though I may have learned things elsewhere
I use them now entirely for you.
And I think you do with me too.
And I love us.
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16: A Happiness
With the rain
Whispering outside my window
I awoke this morning
To a happiness
A simple single stringless
Joy
The holding of a perfect note
Raising my lips to liquid
satin against thighs
wool over satin
And even the truths I sleep with
And even the darkness my eyes adust to
Cannot erase the happiness
I awoke to this morning
With the rain
Whispering outside my window
And your arm
Heavy on my heart
With the rain
Whispering outside my window
I awoke this morning
To a happiness
A simple single stringless
Joy
The holding of a perfect note
Raising my lips to liquid
satin against thighs
wool over satin
And even the truths I sleep with
And even the darkness my eyes adust to
Cannot erase the happiness
I awoke to this morning
With the rain
Whispering outside my window
And your arm
Heavy on my heart
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17: First Love
We walked
the banks littered with days and nights,
in a now without a future.
Hands pressed in a dance
we moved -
reminiscent of the waves that licked our feet.
And in the sway, revealed
the golden haze - a possibility
that first love could remain.
Unbound by time, no tethers
to a clock - ticking away a life on the horizon.
The sparkling painted sky
left us at peace,
no words spoken were untrue,
no promises of everafter-anythings
were lifted to the sky's witness;
nothing to crumble
the mirrored falling light.
We were dancing
and calmed
that no chance meant
that we could love
and let that moment’s now
be perfect in its
singularity.
We walked
the banks littered with days and nights,
in a now without a future.
Hands pressed in a dance
we moved -
reminiscent of the waves that licked our feet.
And in the sway, revealed
the golden haze - a possibility
that first love could remain.
Unbound by time, no tethers
to a clock - ticking away a life on the horizon.
The sparkling painted sky
left us at peace,
no words spoken were untrue,
no promises of everafter-anythings
were lifted to the sky's witness;
nothing to crumble
the mirrored falling light.
We were dancing
and calmed
that no chance meant
that we could love
and let that moment’s now
be perfect in its
singularity.
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18: The Dying Man
everything was once
permanent and forever
now here you are
at the brink of my eternity
holding my hand.
I love you.
I will always love you.
everything was once
permanent and forever
now here you are
at the brink of my eternity
holding my hand.
I love you.
I will always love you.
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19: Don't Buy Me Flowers, or Villanelle for a Valentine
Love is not measured in flowers,
So do not buy them for me.
I want only these quiet hours.
I need your hand linked with mine,
Your laugh, ringing out free.
Love is not measured in flowers.
Not for gifts but for you I pine.
An evening of wooing is not for me.
I want only these quiet hours.
No red roses? That’s just fine.
My dearest, don’t you see – ?
Love is not measured in flowers.
Ignore the buy-her-presents sign –
For love you need pay no fee.
I want only these quiet hours.
Lend me your heart, sweet valentine,
And hear me, for this is key:
I want only these quiet hours…!
Love is not measured in flowers.
Love is not measured in flowers,
So do not buy them for me.
I want only these quiet hours.
I need your hand linked with mine,
Your laugh, ringing out free.
Love is not measured in flowers.
Not for gifts but for you I pine.
An evening of wooing is not for me.
I want only these quiet hours.
No red roses? That’s just fine.
My dearest, don’t you see – ?
Love is not measured in flowers.
Ignore the buy-her-presents sign –
For love you need pay no fee.
I want only these quiet hours.
Lend me your heart, sweet valentine,
And hear me, for this is key:
I want only these quiet hours…!
Love is not measured in flowers.
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20: Untitled
Seems like only yesterday
When I caught my first peephole look
Flowers and wine in hand,
You thought of everything,
Right down to the glasses.
But then, you always do.
Seems like only yesterday
When I first felt the soft brush of your lips on mine
So quickly it engulfed us both,
Until our tongues melted together
And all I could taste was your sweet candy lips.
I can live on them forever.
Seems like only yesterday
When I felt the first blossoms
Springtime moments,
The words I could never say,
Came so easily to me.
And they still do my love, they still do.
Seems like only yesterday
When I spent my first night in your arms
Warm and safe,
Passion spent, yet still simmering.
I never sleep better,
Then when I am with you.
And even after all this time,
It still seems like only yesterday
When I caught my first peephole look,
At my future.
Seems like only yesterday
When I caught my first peephole look
Flowers and wine in hand,
You thought of everything,
Right down to the glasses.
But then, you always do.
Seems like only yesterday
When I first felt the soft brush of your lips on mine
So quickly it engulfed us both,
Until our tongues melted together
And all I could taste was your sweet candy lips.
I can live on them forever.
Seems like only yesterday
When I felt the first blossoms
Springtime moments,
The words I could never say,
Came so easily to me.
And they still do my love, they still do.
Seems like only yesterday
When I spent my first night in your arms
Warm and safe,
Passion spent, yet still simmering.
I never sleep better,
Then when I am with you.
And even after all this time,
It still seems like only yesterday
When I caught my first peephole look,
At my future.
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21: Valentine
You make my heart feel
Like it is swimming in the colors of the sky
At times
The wind buffets me about
Others
Flips overcome me with giddiness
Then
Gentle currents lull me into oblivion
And I return
So much stronger than I was before
Just because
Our souls collided in the infinite heavens
My sweet Valentine
You make my heart feel
Like it is swimming in the colors of the sky
At times
The wind buffets me about
Others
Flips overcome me with giddiness
Then
Gentle currents lull me into oblivion
And I return
So much stronger than I was before
Just because
Our souls collided in the infinite heavens
My sweet Valentine
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22: Her Lover's Prey
When her head tilts to one side,
revealing a white neck
poised and vulnerable,
He fingers back some loose strands
of soft hair and moves his lips
into the target zone,
riddling her neck
with nerve-tingling kisses.
She breathes in,
lets out a shudder.
He knows her weak point
and finds it every time.
She turns to meet his lips,
his hungry eyes—
And once again becomes
her lover’s prey.
When her head tilts to one side,
revealing a white neck
poised and vulnerable,
He fingers back some loose strands
of soft hair and moves his lips
into the target zone,
riddling her neck
with nerve-tingling kisses.
She breathes in,
lets out a shudder.
He knows her weak point
and finds it every time.
She turns to meet his lips,
his hungry eyes—
And once again becomes
her lover’s prey.
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23: the box a remembrance
I do not remember the exchange
of what seems like an eternity,
never a first or last.
There's just one of me, passed
hand to hand, heart to heart
a message encrypted, secret
between two conspirators.
Enveloped in excitement
I was carried like a priceless treasure
something fit for royalty, delivered
by an envoy, a vassal of love.
The jewels of each chocolate, box of
anticipated romances, each
its own flavor embedded in a satin heart,
red of deep desire.
Now devoured, box of remembrances
graces a prominent pedestal,
always in sight, token
of what is held in satin hearts
and love fulfilled.
I do not remember the exchange
of what seems like an eternity,
never a first or last.
There's just one of me, passed
hand to hand, heart to heart
a message encrypted, secret
between two conspirators.
Enveloped in excitement
I was carried like a priceless treasure
something fit for royalty, delivered
by an envoy, a vassal of love.
The jewels of each chocolate, box of
anticipated romances, each
its own flavor embedded in a satin heart,
red of deep desire.
Now devoured, box of remembrances
graces a prominent pedestal,
always in sight, token
of what is held in satin hearts
and love fulfilled.
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