tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66348527979065451022011-11-27T16:35:54.139-08:00Poetry for the masses is spoken word written down. Please read out loud :). They are emotional and universal and individual.Truepiphanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09735618399286086910noreply@blogger.comBlogger21100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6634852797906545102.post-33008871348781210712009-06-19T13:32:00.000-07:002009-06-19T13:53:23.213-07:00Damn<br />did you feel that.<br />There it is again.<br />What is that,<br />is it you?<br />It must be you.<br />There you are.<br />Over there.<br />way across this<br />complicated thick room.<br />Is that the way you<br />feel when you look at me?<br />Was that the rush of<br />blood your heart pushed<br />to your...<br />R you in my head?<br />Or is that the martini?<br />Can you feel that?<br />Don't look into me<br />just see me.<br />Don't entice me<br />seduce me.<br />Will you take your eyes off me<br />or consume me?<br />For the rest of the night just choose me.<br />Come speak, touch, meld, lust, dance, drink, love with me.<br />This heat, this excruciating aphrodisia<br />is drenching my boy shorts.<br />Do something,<br />not abstain.<br />Do something,<br />just don't refrain.<br />You leer<br />an i marvel.<br />We lust shamelessly<br />from across this thick<br />complicated room.<br /><br />Epiphane 2009<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6634852797906545102-3300887134878121071?l=masspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Truepiphanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09735618399286086910noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6634852797906545102.post-85760278691928199132009-06-19T11:01:00.000-07:002009-06-19T11:01:00.785-07:00<div style="text-align: right;">Loving u should feel like<br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">breathing mountain air<br /></span><span style="font-family: georgia;">and sipping spring water,<br /></span><span style="font-family: georgia;">from the source.</span><br /><br />cool, refreshing, clean, euphoric<br /><br />Instead its like drinking a thick milkshake<br />through a thin straw,<br />a lot of work for a little reward.<br /><br />Loving u should be like<br />flying a kite<br />and belly dancing<br />with live music.<br /><br />joyful, breathtaking, beautiful, fresh<br /><br />Instead its like the US economy<br />according to Picasso,<br />a work in progress.<br /><br />Loving u should be like<br />a professional massage<br />and walking barefoot<br /> on sand.<br /><br />blissful, relaxing, reflective, sexy<br /><br />Instead its like running through neighborhoods<br />full of boarded up houses,<br />strange, sad and bad form.<br /><br />Loving u should be like<br />getting to know myself<br />and finding God,<br />in me.<br /><br />perfect, powerful, soul rendering, emotive<br /><br />Instead its like getting caught in a rip tide<br />at dusk on a lonely beach,<br />terrifying and tumultuous.<br /><br />Epiphane 2009<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6634852797906545102-8576027869192819913?l=masspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Truepiphanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09735618399286086910noreply@blogger.com1