Poems, where everyone can leave their scribbles, haiku’s, poetry, etc.

[chasxxx]

Super, Sunny and all! nice to find this place. Here is an oldie. I'll bet Sunny's been here…

Black Sands

Hair splayed softly against her pillow,
She sleeps.
A smile plays at her sweet lips,
Passion in her heart,
Resting peacefully,
She sleeps.

Her essence Rises from the slumbering body,
Mounts her mighty steed, Eros,
And thunders away into the black night sky,
Glittering with stars of diamond
And draped with silver lace of cloud and moonbeeam.
Eros leads the way, red eyes seeking. The sinewy flexion of the massive muscles between her thighs
Sends passion flashing in her eyes
Which search the dream-filled blue-black skies
For the one she seeks,
Her dream lover…

In another state, another town, he sleeps,
Gently, restlessly, he sleeps,
Murmering to his pillow, he sleeps,
Hoping in his dreams, once more
To find her, who in dreams of yore, Came to him upon the shore,
By the sea…
Upon the Black Sands, by the sea,
In the moonlight, by the sea…

His dream essence mounts his charger,
Rampant steed growing larger.
Reins in hand, he bolts away,
Coursing through the black night sky,
Glittering with stars of diamond
And draped with silver lace of cloud and moonbeam.

Remembrance flowed into her mind
Of the wondrous place she'd left behind, When last she woke…
Black Sands, waves lapping, moonlight streaming…
Black Sands, tendrils of the bonfire's smoke…
Black Sands, by the sea.
I'm coming love. Please wait for me…

At last alighting on the shore,
Singing Eros meets her brother-twin. The nuzzle cheek to flank, and more,
Delighted as they merge to one, again,
And bound off into the night sky,
Leaving lovers within sight.

He sees her, raises his hand,
Waving, calling, running to her.
She stands, eyes downcast shyly,
Toe tracing circles in the sand,
And then decides;
She, too, is running,
Racing swiftly 'cross the sand.

Sand-warmed air caresses naked bodies.
Racing swiftly 'cross the sand, they meet,
And taking outstretched hands,
Clasped together, bodies meet.
The heady fragrance of her hair
Sends waves of pleasure coursing through him.
The tangy scent of him is sweet,
The scent of musk and sweat co-mingled,
Twining through her body 'til
Her every nerve end tingled.

Sweet kisses banking fires of passion,
Throes of ecstasy consume,
In writhing, frenzied fashion,
Lust spent, now love can bloom
Between the stranger-lovers, never met,
Alone at home, in seperate beds,
Seperate cities, states, and yet
Together in their sleep we find them,
Where in their dreams, wise Eros binds them

On the shore, by the sea,
Upon the Black Sands by the sea,
In the moonlight, by the sea,
Magic land of dreams and love,
Black Sands by the sea.

Eros returns them oft at night
Their passion's thirst to slake,
And to each of them, their fondest dream
Would be someday to wake

Upon the shore, by the sea…
Upon the Black Sands, by the sea…
In the magic land of love, on
Black Sands by the sea…

by Chasxxx, 1992

[islandsun]

@chasxxx  Fantastic !    Very romantic and passionate , For one can only dream , but to dream we must !

Keep writing and smiling !  I  enjoyed it very much !   

[chasxxx]

I Love You

She:
Hello there…
You seem a nice enough person.
I have enjoyed the laughs with you.
These brief times have been good,
But I have been involved in relationships
With people who weren't there
To the extent that
I seem to disappear, myself.
I'd look in the mirror in the morning,
And wonder who I am.
Don't fall in love with me,
I'm no good for you…

He:
But, I love you…

She:
So many feelings…
I thought I had them all filed neatly away.
Ok, not so neatly,
But out of sight,
Out of mind.
The organized chaos of my mind, my life
Built up to hide the bare spots
On the walls of my soul Where pictures of love had hung,
Or were meant to.
I am too complicated.
Don't fall in love with me,
I'm not good for you…

He:
But, I LOVE you…

She:
I am empty.
I function,
But there are so many parts of me missing.
For years, I poured my love and my feelings
Into an empty and bottomless hole,
Awaiting its filling,
So that, one day, I might drink back from it…
I am empty
With no love to give.
I am empty.
Don't fall in love with me,
I'm no good for you.

He:
But I love YOU!

She:
Well, I am empty and battered,
A dried weed blowing on the vagaries of life's wind.
Perhaps,
If you can survive on husks,
For awhile,
Then new love may take root
And bloom once again.
I still think I'm no good for you,
But then,
That's your decision, isn't it?
Maybe it's good for ME!

He:
I love you

She:
I know

Years ago, I read a poem and loved it. I have no idea what I read it in, but I wanted it framed to give someone. I could never find it, so I wrote this. It contains the seed and the concept of the original, but that's all as far I as I remember. If it strikes a chord with you as something you've read, please let me know. I'd love the original.

by Chasxxx, 1998

[islandsun]

The exhilaration of your strong embrace puts a smile on my face
May the sun shine down on the serenity of your smile
I`d leave the world behind , to spend a life time in your arms
But at last all hopes and dreams locked away
To the bottom of my soul
That`s where they`re safely stay
The original poem he wrote
Was meant for me in mind
Empty and battered feelings
Was up pond me from last past of time

    Some times just a smile is all what `s needed !   

@ chasxxx    Bravo Great work !  Takes cowboy hat off to you !

[chasxxx]

@ Sunny  PHEW!!!!  You even nail it in your replies!!!!!  Ok, enough oldies. I need to do something fresh for here…

WORDSMITH

In his smithy toils he,
Worker of words,
Forming tender links
To make a fabric of love,
Which, when worn,
Stirs passions in the mind
And soul, until
The tickling flames
Enfold the body
In a torrential updraft of ecstasy!

[islandsun]

The smithy, the girl
Story truth be told with tears in his eyes
Of a past time ,that had unfold
He toils endlessly, absorbed
Creator ,delicate links
Of a fine chain of gold
Dreams  about the girl
Across the waters ,in a far away land
She stands alone by shore
Fondles the fine links of gold at hand
Wind breezes through her long hair
Memory of a man ,she worshiped and deeply cared
As tears stream down her cheeks
Reminiscences the smithy, her friend ,she so dearly had miss
The touch the taste of that last kiss
All these feelings,cause of a man
In a so far far away land

October15,2011

Remember smiling can start a chain reaction , and thats a positive thing !

   xxxSunny

[sinnnn]

I Dreamed A Little Dream Of Her :-* :-* :-* :-* :-* :-* :-* :-* :-* :-*

Last night I had this dream bout you. Its really long but gonna try to give you the short version.
It started out with you standing nude before me, standing tall and proud.
I watch as honey powder is being slowly dusted on your body with feathers by the female servants. Another is adding khol to your eyes, color to your
lips. All of this is being done in such a way its sensual, has my hands
clenching to stroke your flesh, biting my lips, but I control myself as I
watch them began to dress you in traditional japanese clothing. Layer
after layer hiding your body from my site, makes me want to cum so bad. When they are done, I order them to design your hair in a very intrique design, imagining me taking it out, feeling your hair fall between my fingers,
hmmm. You kneel in front of the mirror, eyes down as you let them comb
your hair to such soft shiny splender. Seems like forever when they are
finally done with your hair. I rise and walk over to you, hold out my hands and
wait for you to take mines.
You still have not raisedyour eyes, and I'm thinking, "Look at me" but you don't. Teases me, challenges me, cause I want to see your eyes. But Isay nothing as your hands touch mines and you rise. We walk down this
long hall(you know those halls that go on forever and a day, lol), til we get
to this door that slides open silently and we enter. Smell of food doesnt'
make me hunger, all I can think of is licking the powder off your skin. I
take you to your seat, and I go to mines. I don't eat, I'm to busy
watching you. Your every move is like a dance that ensnares me. When you
lower your hands to pick up your chopsticks, the way you hold them, then
began to eat. Do you know every time your move to eat your arm pulls
on your collar, teasing me, barely giving me a glance and then you raise your
arms, causing your collar to close. Watching as your lips wrap round the
chops, your tongue comes out to lick off this one rice that got stuck, you swallow, your throat moving and I WANT to kiss it.
And you still do not look up at me. I think, I KNOW you know what you are doing to me.
I ask how does the food taste, watch you pause, your hand slightly trembling
and you whisper, “Its very good, thank you”;. The sound of your voice has me close to cumming and find myself across the room, holding your face in my hand, tilted up, my lips almost on yours. Your breath caressing my lips and your eyes still are down. So close to kissing you and I stop myself, release you, stand, bow and say excuse me for my lapse and walk back to my seat.
And the torture starts all over again. You torturing me and I love every second of it.

[Janine Dee]

Sitting, reading your words with my left index finger lightly tracing my lips, lips lightly spread as I breathe harder, my finger then tracing down the length of my neck before it finds the top of my valley of my breasts, before I will myself to pull it away.

[islandsun]

I`d leave the world behind
To spend a life time in your arms
Trailing tender kisses upon your face
feeling your strong arms
your warm embrace
My mind my mouth
Your scent masculine taste
Down on my knees for you
You choose to walk away
Clearly showing it once again
You`re enjoying seeing my pain
Keeping back are tears at bay
You know all to well , my pride
I wont beg you to stay
Silent tears cascading down my face to the floor
Seeing your back going quietly out the door

xxx Sunny    is it a bird ! …..is it a plane !…. no ………. it`s super Sunny stikes again !  hehehehe feel free to smile !

[islandsun]

Wild meadows
Bedding down in wild meadows pastures of night
Memorized twinkling stars casting so bright
Feeling so safe and gloriouse warm
knowing it`ll guide him through the storms
where once again , he`ll lay entangled within my arms
Peaceful , secure , out of way`s harm
Sending  sweet ,shivers from his touch
Scents of our mingled lustful desire
He only holds the key to the sanction of my fire
A tear escapes me , feeding the wildflowers, sweet grasses
That lay beneath me , lying down so flat
I turn my head , dreamily eyes fluttering open
Lying beside me …… His Cowboy Hat !

XXX Sunny    hehehe Next life I`m thinking dude ranch !

lol      Nov28th,2011     

[Unhealer]

It is a mans obligation
to stick his boneration
in a woman's separation
to increase the population
of a greater generation
for more information
and a free demonstration
call 1-800-SUPERSEXSTATION

[islandsun]

@ Unhealer  hehehehe ! > boneration

[Fantasy]

@ unhealer
funniest thing ive read in ages, lmaooooooooooo

[islandsun]

Coupling of the souls

As I listen to the old wise man
Of an ancient lengend of long time ago
The coupling of a man and a woman`s soul
Bonded spiritually minds, bodies and heart
Alliance strong together , never do they part
I`ve been told, extraordinaery, preciouse rare fine
It can happen any minute, any point in time
Elation in the story of life to unfold

The coupling of a man and a woman`s soul

[Lover]

Lisa smiled.
The joke really was great.
“Stay!” Da Vinci said.
Satisfied he continued to paint…

[Author]

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