Poem - Kismet Divided by Two

Kismet Divided by Two

It's morning like those…
Waking up before the pinks and the oranges.
A night chill lingering in the damp air.
Still on my lips, your taste

My dreams never leave the sight of you
How the curves of your sleeping body whined
It's as if I awoke from a wonderland
An abstract thought enters my mind

Laying there lost in the enjoyment of your very existence
Sensations of velvet as I brush past the nape of your neck
As I drown in a sea, a sea of emotional fulfillment
I Stare, wondering, totally indulging in a radiant sleeping girl

The songs of the morning larks intensify
The Pinks and Amber dance across the window sills
Your gray eye open
Now I'm lost in that world of yours' again

It's that morning kiss,
Nothing but this kiss can breaks the silence,
And wakes up the world but there is still a desire
The desire to make love in the silence of mornings

Pink and Peaches has now faded away,
We are still locked in the lover embrace
One more kiss could be the best thing
Tired but energized

Lips still tingling, beads of sweat still lingering
Time has finally found our hiding space
Never has the beauty of the morning faded so wonderfully
This last kiss will only suspend our passion

Jerriko Rose
5.29.7

Poem - Dendro Amor

Dendro Amor

Some love poems talk of forever and a day
Some use beautiful words and whisk you away
Frost talks of journys and great voyages on
some are tragic, intents but then gone
I myself see love complained to trees
Needle, branches leaves, moving in the breeze
A tree love the soil, the dirt, and love the ground
enriches it complete, and gently moves it around
Holds firms with its roots to never let go
held back in return when a strong storms a blow
Ash, Acer, Palmae, Quercus or Pine
Broadleaf, heartshaped, and needles are fine
A tree is pure love, everlasting and strong
Towering shadows over head, and root ball miles long
Only a tiny area is needed to foster its growth
Protect, Provide, and shelter all in it's oath
Feel its' strong branches hold you high in the air
Sunshine on your face, and wind in your hair
take a moment and sit be held as a dove
this is how a tree is an example of pure love
J.J. Ryvers
(-ff)
2.7.6

Dreams - Kissable Girl

Dreams

It was in the back of this old school bus. Blonde girl, I believe, blue or green eye. One of those girls I would call hot. I'm not really sure why I was on the bus, but I was going to get off, and she walked up to me, and grabbed my head and kissed me. It was one of those perfect mind blowing kisses. Even thinking about it now makes me go whoo! And it was only dream. Of course I kissed her back. So, we got off the bus, and started walking down this tree covered gravel road. As we walked down the street, she looked me dead in the eyes and told I just saved your life. Look at me again, and we got lost looking into each others eyes and kissed again. It was another one of those damn awesome mind blowing kisses, you know the kind where it feels like sparks are running through your entire body, and making your toes tingle. Mmmm... just thinking about it. Boy, I must be longing for something like that. So, back to the dream. We walked down this dusty road, and I asked her what she meant by saying she saved my life. She told me it wasn't really important. It was just something we was meant to do, and she achieved her goal. We headed back to her house. It was a lovely walk back. The road was quiet no cars nothing, just the birds singing. We arrived at her house, and we sat on this old swing and chit chatted and kissed some more. Ever kiss seemed to just get better. All I keep thinking about was kissing her more and more. I mean kissing her seemed to out weigh anything else in the world. No sex, just kissing. We went in made some sweet tea, kiss a lot more, and finally got tired and fell asleep in each other arms. It's was so weird I can't say it was a sexual dream, because all that seemed to happen was kissing, but it seemed like just the perfect thing to happen.

So where are you kissable girl? I so need to experience that kiss once in real life. The dream was such a teaster...

till i find you!
Cheers

-Justyn