poetry about women

14 May 2008

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Astonished

Astonished that my goddess walks in the flesh

Regal and sensual she strides through my rest
Eternal and forever and a day and my wish
Please grant me forever to savor your kiss
Level upon level of depth in your touch
Yesterday is today and tomorrow is us

Future is now when me and you fuss
Or when me and you crush upon rose petaled lust
Reward is your smile like the sky in the dawn

You win me with wiles and I drown in your storms
O goddess I read through the lines of your psalms
Under your skies I recite In your calm

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4 May 2007

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Colors

Each design seemed of mirrors
Sliced thin to string
And woven thread-like
Into the fabric
Of her blood blue jeans

If I concentrated hard enough
I could truly
See myself in her pants

Silk blouse –
The color of
A six winged angel’s
Lust –
Hung loosely
About her left shoulder,
Line slanting
Tightening about her chest
Before disappearing
Underneath her right
Underarm

She took a step
In those glass heels
And then another
Scraping scratching
Breaking again and again
Something inside of me

She walked like
The moon sings
Body shaped
Like a black hole’s
Orgasm

As if she knew, she smiled
I could imagine Lucifer smiled
Exactly like that
As he bowed before his lord

Knowing what was to come

A smile that
Preludes the coming war
For my soul

Wanting to conquer
And claim Heaven
Yet falling and
Falling into her
Finding Hell

Truly –
There is no
Place like home

She laughed
As if she
Read my thoughts
Sounding like
An alien rainbow

Rising water
Not of this world
Forming clouds these skies
Have never seen
Spectrum reflected
By unfamiliar sun

Neither beautiful nor ugly
Exotic. Enticing, at the same time,
Frightening

Genuine too
As that smile is reflected
In those eyes
The color of a desert’s disdain
For moisture

Yet I drown

Hair the length
Of a hot summer night
The color fading
From a midnight’s chill
At the roots
To a dictator’s will
At the tips

She calls to me
With the voice of a thousand gods
Raping a thousand virgins

Messiahs
Born on her tongue
Saliva made of prophesy
Vocal chords driving destiny
Between lips the same color as forever
And just as lush

For better or for worse
No telling which
As my hand touches skin
The hue of a million desires

I die
In a truly Elizabethan sense

Oh the colors…

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23 Mar 2006

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Opportunities Past

Gliding, like bird, low over ground
Never touching soil

She runs over the pavement of my mind
Each footfall echoes like thunder within my
Inner ear

Beauty graces the scene
Artistry of a nature unparalleled

To my grave will this graven image follow me
To this day does that perfection inspire

Flawless flower of woman blossomed
Ocean deep the feelings stirred

Like river flood, rush of thoughts
Aphrodite unveiled

Heaven parts and you step forward
Fog my thought and then disappear

Gift of sight, feast for eyes, inspiration
For that one moment I truly submit
And ask for your forgiveness

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20 Jul 2005

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Missing You

I miss that look that was always on your face
Right before you hopped in the ride
The curves of your shape, my grip on your waist
The way you was moving them thighs

I miss your smile, the way you played
Those games you played with my time
How you told me no, but really meant yes
And always changing your mind

I miss those nights just sitting back
Talking this, not speaking that
But thinking back, I really miss
Those time when we were just relaxed

I miss you more than I miss my youth
Would kiss you all and release in you
Everything I have just to join our roots
So we can born and conceive a truce
That includes us both strictly me and you

I miss that walk, and I miss that smile
And I miss that ass it would drive me wild
And I miss your kiss your touch your lips
And I miss your moan how you turn and twist
And I miss you running to escape the dick
And I miss those hips, I really miss you miss

And you know what I miss most of all
The way you would go down and show me love
Moving your head in time with us
And I love you for that, way more than you know

Because in that one single act you have gained all my trust
You have shown me your like can be tempered by lust
You have shown me that you could pleasure us both
Just by pleasuring me and that’s pleasure itself

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11 Jun 2005

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If She Would Have Told Me

If you would have told me
That you loved me
With that half smirk
Betraying the truth of
Four separate nights
Two of talk
One of play
And one
Of course
Of us

Endless telephone conversations
Innocent beginnings…

No
Truly

Picture
A bus stop encounter
Finding common ground
Work, hometown, lifestyle

The almost year long absence
Then, like purple out of the blue
You
Just checking to see…

You
Young still
Though senior to me
Asking to meet
Reacquaint
…drink

You who came in the night
Attractive, shaped like thunder
And oh so married you…

Then I would have closed my eyes
Inhaled you, mana turned vapor
Embraced you as long lost bond
Found again when the hope was gone

If you would have told me

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5 Apr 2005

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Come

Come by SilencioBarnes

Come – The title is a metaphor…for many different things. You can read the poem and alternatively download it from here: http://silenciobarnes.com/writing/come/

Come

Eternal the seconds, spent like loose change
Awaiting your presence, counting the days
Days that exist only to wait on your grace
My woman of taste, of scandalous ways

Wave after wave, undulating, your shape
Water that walks on my surface, I drink
Sate myself on the flesh that lies ‘neath your waist
Of your eyes do I think that your gaze sharpens stakes

You thrust to my rhythm, I thrust and we shake
We lust with our hearts, we dance there in place
Our melody plays, to this song we embrace
You sing a harsh tune, I say nothing, we link

Like chain and like fence and like amorous snakes
We slide skin on skin, the thing that we make
Is like oil that sprays and we are the flame
We ignite and we burn like a heretic’s shame

Oh lady
Oh woman
Please come unto me

Let eyes
Meet with eyes
Let our thighs meet between

Sheets that are damp
With a mixture of things

Our sweat and my seed
And your heavenly cream

Oh lady
Oh woman
Oh heavenly being

Shine on your servant
Please come unto me

I wait in the darkness
I’m blinded by need

Come unto me
Come unto me

I sing…

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