Sultry eyes share a sliver between
Unseen realm of bliss unseen
Key awaits a comely chest
Flesh sizzles for desired guests
A feast awaits, seducing all
Desserts the climax not to stall
Lounge upon the feathery down
Release the weight of golden crown
Treasure’s shared – lids embrace
Line crossed, sleep wins race.
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The bloom has gone from my fragrant rose.
Will it return, no one knows.
The thorns are still there, in my side.
The bleeding continues yet the words now hide.
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The trellis climbed, my energy’s spent.
Yet each day I wake in search of a scent.
The ground’s now closer, I taste the dirt.
My feelings strong but now they hurt.
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Perhaps a tree I’ll now befriend.
Trees live long, I’ll miss their end.
My pen will rest as I branch out.
I’ll climb again but poetry’s in doubt.
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Magicians, Beauticians or a nuclear technician;
Waiters all are we in this timely transition,
waiting from birth for sublime justification,
resting eternally with cosmic salvation.
Lying in wait for a future incarnation,
floating high with delicious damnation,
blatantly we borrow for ageless hibernation.
But the past is now for a next generation.
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