Intimacy Poems
De avonden met jou
by Mario Odekerken
De avonden met jou zijn zacht,
als wolken die de dag bewaken,
fluisterend in schemerlicht,
waar woorden nauwelijks nodig raken.
Een blik,een lach,een warme thee,
je hand die even de mijne vindt,
de wereld buiten valt stil en mee,
alsof de tijd zichzelf bemint.
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H(a)unting game
by Elisa Martinelli
I feel your touch
Too light
To harm me
In the dark.
I am a wounded animal
Too afraid
To take its eyes away
From the hunter.
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Loved as you Love
by wilted tulip
the want to feel
the need to feel
blossomed eyes growing into your soul
a familiar hand brush your face
rumbling tunes of a heartbeat beside you
sweet saliva drying on your lips
echos of footsteps down the hall
soft warm skin pressing close
glowing embers from a voice
the want to feel
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Tender mornings, bold afternoons
by Jen Wright
I need you,
She whispers. She smiles.
I need you,
But don’t you take it for weakness!
I need you because I choose to need you now!
I’m here, he says. Right by your side.
Your strong iridescent unquenchable light,
how could I see it any less but a precious delight?
In which I am basking and ready to die!
Don’t do that! she pleads.
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Do not push; parts 1-3
by Betty May Vision
1.
A red button isn’t to be pushed,
and I knew it the first time our eyes met.
I can’t not…..
We talked so effortlessly, instantly familiar.
Like remembering.
I nonchalantly sent you that weather forecast for the northern lights, just to have an excuse to text you.
When I get home I lay still staring into the ceiling, you roll around my mind uninvited.
A solitary ping pong ball in a storm.
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De avonden met jou
by Mario Odekerken
De avonden met jou zijn zacht,
als wolken die de dag bewaken,
fluisterend in schemerlicht,
waar woorden nauwelijks nodig raken.
Een blik,een lach,een warme thee,
je hand die even de mijne vindt,
de wereld buiten valt stil en mee,
alsof de tijd zichzelf bemint.
......
Loved as you Love
by wilted tulip
the want to feel
the need to feel
blossomed eyes growing into your soul
a familiar hand brush your face
rumbling tunes of a heartbeat beside you
sweet saliva drying on your lips
echos of footsteps down the hall
soft warm skin pressing close
glowing embers from a voice
the want to feel
......
Tender mornings, bold afternoons
by Jen Wright
I need you,
She whispers. She smiles.
I need you,
But don’t you take it for weakness!
I need you because I choose to need you now!
I’m here, he says. Right by your side.
Your strong iridescent unquenchable light,
how could I see it any less but a precious delight?
In which I am basking and ready to die!
Don’t do that! she pleads.
......
My lover's lips
by Lillian France
Your lips, oh your lips
Your warm soft kiss takes something from me
Cove of a river rushing fast then gently
My body is consumed by the water
Oh, water that gives life
Your taste sustains me
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each time you leave
by Red Brick Keshner
wreathe of words sprout upon doorstep bed
beneath a far-looking moon, whisper to ear
upon footsteps fading, daily gaining near
nestled between gaps of tiles and grout
waiting for mistletoe to be hung again
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