We Survived and Arrived – Now as Warriors We Thrive
touch my skin through silk, as air-born feathers malleable to your tender strokes, I close my eyes release me, take me from my bone-thin ancient tethers space disappears, my beloved refuge, pursue me assimilate my soul, as a window weeper whose pain is tainted by my clarity of the indignant power of the sea […]
Read More Flaming Sunset Now Live On HotelMasticadoreshe touches me through lavender silkbumble bees gather tiny dots of yellowspirited hands touching warm, yielding flesha vivid sun puts on an eye patch, an attempt at veilingus, as our desire heightens, pine and sage, breathing and smellingmy darling, there is a spot you have not yet found, and I am not telling God hangs […]
Read More Luring Natureemerald eyes inspecting every inch of mesmall is the pebble of stone, a recollection of my youthtrees collect me, wrapping me in their leaves like an ornament sensing I am the gift imparting upon you, like a swan’s neck unfolding hungering for touches that arouse memelting like the butter I use for a symbolic cakein […]
Read More WRAP ME UPsipping me softly through a fairy’s strawsampling each flavoryou whisper, it is my essence you savor Please go to MasticadoresIndia ( now called ChewersMasticadores ), Editor Terveen Gill, to finish reading my post. If you like, please read and share. Also, don’t forget to subscribe, like, and follow MasticadoresIndia and the magazine publications of this […]
Read More My new Poem “my flavor,” live on masticadoresindiafairies dance as fireflies light the sky with magicwhippoorwills call lovingly to one another in blue moonlightdancing in sheer purple silk, my limbs reach toward starsyou watch with growing anticipationwe are lovers in a nightly woven paradisespring peepers are gifting their birdlike chirpsseeing your eyes glowing green in the candlelight, I stopsitting on your lap, […]
Read More My new poem “dance of spring” now live on spillwords press nycA freckle danced circles around her noseLittle feet moving like a ballerinaTeeth crafting her smile into a bright starHer hair smelling of ripe strawberriesOh, how he loved her, and how she liked to danceWatching her, knowing her, consumed in a trance Dropping on the floor tired, slowly kissing her feetPicking her up gently like his […]
Read More Scores of Saturdayspounding heartbeats, the torrid sun drying blue blood, which drips as silently as Damascus sighs, my blood rides on the Crimson-winged Finch in the Holy Lands, we sit in the shade of the immense fig tree, meeting me here too long ago, a human turning inside out, each time you touch my lines where a […]
Read More His Love is Far ReachingGreen-eyed canvasGerminates from wild sparksLit by tributaries you draw on me Red the lily of the IncasYou flow through me like theAmazon from the Andes mountains Orange clusters of lifeSurrounding me as pleasuresArouse flesh with hot touches You are the center ofMy tree where life is fed byThose tributaries you draw on me
Read More I am Your Canvasfeeling you as the stars are heating our passionate nest with fiery embersreflecting on our youthful skin, and secret crimson frolics with intensitychambers in my heart, beating fast, lay unrestricted by your touchglutinous boundaries of cerulean I sail windlessly through as I clutchmy chest, like your love, at times, is so consuming, it is too […]
Read More Riding The Years of Lovethe sea raged, flogged by the fierce lightningobserving from an abandoned church where we fledwith formidable arms, you picked me up and embraced my heartyou spoke of yearnings, as you fed me floral notes with your voicehow you played my small feet like an instrument of uncharted lovecoconut and musk oil lingered, as you smelled […]
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