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Poem Details | by Funom Makama |
Categories: adventure, love, lust, romance, romantic, sensual, sexy,

Fantasia Erotica II: My Infatuation Of You

Your body smiles at me so let me reciprocate the inviting gesture with the natural gifts of arousing pleasures well presented in erotic packages. My curiosity is unfairly punished by your hypocritical skimpy skirt flashing the flesh so systematically and hiding them again in a glamorous tease. Your semi-circularly exposed glands canopies me into a hypnotic boomerang system where I create a mood of ecstasy in you and at the same time, covet its blessed beam of radiant sweetness. Let’s play naughty my dear and act so crazy sweetheart with gentleness and manliness, I’ll navigate your front side and then take care of your behind with wittiness and craftiness My hands just want to go under squeezing your outside, rubbing your inside; touching all softness and ‘tongue-ing’ all openings tearing off your covering and creaming your exposed holy Grail with my saliva, from head to toe wrapped in your wholeness, skin to skin and preserved in the mid-temperatures of our slickly contacts. We’ll be a fitted match same measured length, horizontally well placed burst for burst, groin for groin; lips for lips, breath for breath eating each other up and yet dangerously unsatisfying not letting go until even our souls are sored with this affectionate tempo. Our constantly bending limbs will equal all hovering and meandering and with every of your holes, so greased ready for my artistic play and penetration we stay captive to each other’s sexual outpour and gain much enjoyment in the irony of our butter-lotioned crys.


Poem Details | by The Seeker |
Categories: love, lust, vanity,

Infatuation Junkie

you see her face
you fall in love
you win the race
you float above
she's just the one
she's got the look
she's so much fun
you're on the hook
you meet her mom
you meet her dad
you do the prom
good times are had
her eyes are blue
her hair is brown
she smiles at you
you're such a clown
but then you spot
across the room
a chick so hot
your heart goes vroom
she winks at you
she has that look
she's got no clue
her name is brooke
and so you say
excuse me please
you walk her way
you're such a tease
you see her face
you fall in love
you'll win the race
float high above
and then the gal
you leave behind
will lose morale
'cuz love is blind
alas the one
you met that night
is not much fun
her laugh's a fright
you met her ma
you met her pa
her ma is sure
one hot mama
you see her face
you fall in love
you meet someplace
get high on love
the word gets out
you run and hide
you hear his shout
you took his bride
and now your life
is misery
so full of strife
you love junkie
and so you move
another town
another groove
but still a clown
the girl at work
her lips blood red
you're such a jerk
you'll never wed
you see her face
you fall in love

a pretty face
you fall in love













Poem Details | by Louise Picek |
Categories: devotion, faith, love,

Infatuation

Infatuation,
self deception,
a world of lies in my soul,
I thought I knew it was true,
but oh-
it was a self depreciating infatuation.
I thought it was love,
but found out the truth,
just another infatuation,
like an addiction,
unhealthy for my heart, soul, and mind,
but clinging deep inside.
With this error in my past,
I've learned, 
grown,
accepted who I was.
Now there is a true love in my life,
not a pitiful infatuation.
Unconditional,
unwavering,
true to the core.
I was pulled from the mire that overtook me,
Saved from the life that laid down before,
and I feel acknowledged,
loved without disappointment,
and know that there is no longer an infatuation.


Poem Details | by Alrio MIller |
Categories: addiction, beautiful, beauty, caregiving, change, character, desire, devotion, dream, emotions, feelings, first love, friendship, future, girl, girlfriend, giving, growth, heart, how i feel, i love you, innocence, inspiration, inspirational, joy, love, passion, poems, poets, romantic, spoken word, strength, trust, voice, world,

Simply not infatuation

When I first met you 
you were so cute that
my brain just couldn't compute 
so I went mute
 As I stared in awe 
Wanting to know you
Noticing that 
the reason my heart ached was 
 because of you
A girl much more than a pretty face 
I never wanted to make love out of lust
but then I realized 
that it was in you I trust
So I must change 
to show you
this isn't simply a fascination 


Poem Details | by M N |
Categories: love

Infatuation

Another thought elicits it's 
familiars
Crowding their weight into the 
chamber
Of my weary, doleful mind

What right does he possess
To exhaust my idle time
By way of his enslaving image.


Poem Details | by Chiemeka Ekeghe |
Categories: absence

LOVE OR INFATUATION

Oh fair maiden  pure and sweet
How I long for us to meet
And share a love song so full of heat
That gives a melodious everlasting 
beat
On Facebook and Twitter start to 
tweet

Pierce me with your cupid's arrow
And I'll be far removed from sorrow
Deep under the fertile soil of my 
heart
Erupts a love so strong  never to part

A tsunami of desire overwhelms
Drowns my heart to her very helms
Great fire of passion violently 
descends
And scorches all within her grasp
I may be in for an uphill task

Every waking hour  I long to toast my 
queen
In her beautiful top and bountiful 
jeans
Later in an evening gown  she makes 
me scream
Because she's as gorgeous as a 
sexy teen

Obsessed with my woman from 
morning to night
For the past few hours couldn't take 
a bite
Thoughts of her invade my soul so 
deep
Couldn't sleep a wink
Can't wait to take a peep
At my dream girl this blessed week

Her image races like a speedboat
Through my minds clear coast
When she first set sail
Had picked up my heart by the tail
And locked it up mercilessly without 
bail

The four chambers of my heart are in 
tears
Beat in perfect rhythm so clar
To the drums of love so near
A perfect philos that casts away fear

In love am I?
Or just as infatuated as a fly?
For an answer I refuse to take no
Praying to steal her boyfriends show

Copyright 2013
TO BE CONTINUED......
FROM OVERWHELMING TREASURES 
(POEMS ON LOVE LIFE AND 
NIGERIA) available on amazon.com


Poem Details | by dakarai cobb |
Categories: love

THE INFATUATION

Tall, with long legs, a straight back, and long neck,
Hair falling over both of her shoulders,
Emerald eyes, as attention holders,
Instantly able to put you in check!
Nicely shaped lips, that would welcome a peck,
Forcing your arms to react like folders
And open completely, just to hold her,
Taking a feel of it just for the heck.
Unique is the word that describes her smile,
Aligned with teeth perfectly in a row;
Teasers and pleasers that define her style,
In a way that allows her face to glow.
On most days, I stare at her for a while,
Never In a way that would let her know.


Poem Details | by SIMON ROLANDS ASIIMWE |
Categories: light, love, love hurts,

love and infatuation

When you look at these two
Without having any clue
They go close side by side
Sometimes in one, the other hide
Its only time that sets the apart
And you realize why you have been hurt
For love has no such a quick stride
But in time it brings things to bind
And in the shadow of love hides the other
Never willing to take things further
For love is quiet when the other is roaming
Seeking for honor, pleasure and attention
It’s funny after all its retardation
That Love is there to remain.


Poem Details | by Mark Daniel Nicasio |
Categories: lost love, heart, heart,

Infatuation

Et Semper Amabo te! (I will always love you)
 
Alas! The world was at its newest creation
On the gloam of 24 December celebration
My fine lady rode her bicycle
As I gazed at you in the pinnacle
 
The quadrangle was filled with the brightest light
And lit my heart through the darkest of nights
Destiny was enough to find you there waving
In the midst of the crowd, I saw you smiling
 
My face turned red than ever
It's like having a severe fever
You entangled my heart in a spark
Your name was left in me like a mark
 
Those looks was enough to freeze me
Stunned like the plain narra tree
I just want to make you feel special
So I bought you the most beautiful doll
 
You said "Thank you" and waved goodbye
That moment I just wanted to die
For without you I am nothing
What is existence if you are not in my being?
 
Come back to me, that is all I long
So I got my guitar and sang our song
The times we were then together
Now, long lost and you don't even remember


Poem Details | by Joseph Granda-Padron |
Categories: love,

Infatuation

Ummmm….
And the rush     of it
The song in your smile
Ummmm…I understand
The meaning of having
But never having
The thought of you here
And not….
Ummmm….
I don’t expect anything     from you
But my      sweet sonnet      of 
Passion     I’ll never possess
I wish you’d allow me to.


Poem Details | by Jesson Rata |
Categories: desire, emotions, feelings, fire, life, love, miss you, missing you, poems, words,

Infatuation

I thought it was just a fling
I thought it didn't mean a thing.
You keep running in my head,
Even when I go to bed.

Moments of your touch, 
Still lingers,
I feel it's too much.

Why do I keep those memories--
When I'm not sure how to feel--
Is  what I'm feeling real? 

I don't know which feeling to connect.
If you're sending mix signals,
I don't want to link what I'm feeling,
And later, reject, I recollect

It doesn't take a lot of time--
For me to forget.
One moment I'm focused,
the other, distracted

Are you just a distraction?
Do I feel the attraction? 
Electrified when you look, 
It's an awkward reaction.
Do you understand what I'm going through--
Even in just the tiniest fraction? 

These questions are not rhetorical,
I'm sure it's all metaphorical.
I choose to stay oblivious--
To your hints,
Your actions I ignore,
Like a blank piece of paper with no prints

Perhaps the next time I see you,
Please make sure to be clear.
I don't want to keep playing games with you,
Just be yourself with no fear.

No need to impress,
I only ask for you--to express.
And don't worry, I'll do the same.
I'm tired of feeling this way, 
It's lame!


Poem Details | by jeffry cohan |
Categories: angst, song, song, i love you,

FREE CEE instrumental infatuation








           INSTRUMENTAL INFATURATION

The piano man stopped playing when you walked in
And that’s when I heard the brass begin
The flautist was taken aback by your grin
And then I heard the voice of a violin

The drummer stumbled over his beat
As I bumbled over my feet
Then a sax and the trumpet came to meet
And suddenly the syncopation was complete

I heard the shrill of a single piccolo
Played sweetly and haltingly low
The mellowness of a melody began to flow
As the band put on a thrilling show

You were a bigger star than the guitar
As the bass and bassoon began to spar
The rhythm was hotter than steaming tar
As you and I made our way to the bar

Your sashay got an okay from the crowd
And the singer’s song was not too loud
Dancing with you made me so damned proud
Pride born of the beauty with which you are endowed

Suddenly the song was over and done
As you smiled brighter than the summer’s sun
The story of a song had, at once, been spun
eAnd the band knew I love you more than anyone  
       © 2012…..PHREEPOETREE ~free cee!~





Poem Details | by Chiemeka Ekeghe |
Categories: absence

LOVE OR INFATUATION

Oh fair maiden  pure and sweet
How I long for us to meet
And share a love song so full of heat
That gives a melodious everlasting beat
On Facebook and Twitter start to tweet

Pierce me with your cupid's arrow
And I'll be far removed from sorrow
Deep under the fertile soil of my heart
Erupts a love so strong  never to part

A tsunami of desire overwhelms
Drowns my heart to her very helms
Great fire of passion violently descends
And scorches all within her grasp
I may be in for an uphill task

Every waking hour  I long to toast my queen
In her beautiful top and bountiful jeans
Later in an evening gown  she makes me scream
Because she's as gorgeous as a sexy teen

Obsessed with my woman from morning to night
For the past few hours couldn't take a bite
Thoughts of her invade my soul so deep
Couldn't sleep a wink
Can't wait to take a peep
At my dream girl this blessed week

Her image races like a speedboat
Through my minds clear coast
When she first set sail
Had picked up my heart by the tail
And locked it up mercilessly without bail

The four chambers of my heart are in tears
Beat in perfect rhythm so clar
To the drums of love so near
A perfect philos that casts away fear

In love am I?
Or just as infatuated as a fly?
For an answer I refuse to take no
Praying to steal her boyfriends show

Copyright 2013
TO BE CONTINUED......
FROM OVERWHELMING TREASURES (POEMS ON LOVE LIFE AND 
NIGERIA) available on amazon.com


Poem Details | by Chiemeka Ekeghe |
Categories: absence

LOVE OR INFATUATION

Oh fair maiden  pure and sweet
How I long for us to meet
And share a love song so full of heat
That gives a melodious everlasting beat
On Facebook and Twitter start to tweet

Pierce me with your cupid's arrow
And I'll be far removed from sorrow
Deep under the fertile soil of my heart
Erupts a love so strong  never to part

A tsunami of desire overwhelms
Drowns my heart to her very helms
Great fire of passion violently descends
And scorches all within her grasp
I may be in for an uphill task

Every waking hour  I long to toast my queen
In her beautiful top and bountiful jeans
Later in an evening gown  she makes me scream
Because she's as gorgeous as a sexy teen

Obsessed with my woman from morning to night
For the past few hours couldn't take a bite
Thoughts of her invade my soul so deep
Couldn't sleep a wink
Can't wait to take a peep
At my dream girl this blessed week

Her image races like a speedboat
Through my minds clear coast
When she first set sail
Had picked up my heart by the tail
And locked it up mercilessly without bail

The four chambers of my heart are in tears
Beat in perfect rhythm so clar
To the drums of love so near
A perfect philos that casts away fear

In love am I?
Or just as infatuated as a fly?
For an answer I refuse to take no
Praying to steal her boyfriends show

Copyright 2013
TO BE CONTINUED......
FROM OVERWHELMING TREASURES (POEMS ON LOVE LIFE AND 
NIGERIA) available on amazon.com


Poem Details | by Peter Calvanese Jr. |
Categories: lost love, love

Infatuation

Chartruese hues surrounding wide eyes,
catching glimpses of Kaleidoscopes
while the rain smears
what's left of handprints.

I stood there, intoxicated
Which was cut short by the blow 
to my lower abdomen
ten minutes prior.

Damn, heart's hurling false feelings
that we deem reality
because of inexperience
in such matters.

Failed to harden my organ though
although i wished it had.
on the other hand
i am grateful for the experience.


Poem Details | by Chiemeka Ekeghe |
Categories: absence

LOVE OR INFATUATION

Oh fair maiden  pure and sweet
How I long for us to meet
And share a love song so full of heat
That gives a melodious everlasting beat
On Facebook and Twitter start to tweet

Pierce me with your cupid's arrow
And I'll be far removed from sorrow
Deep under the fertile soil of my heart
Erupts a love so strong  never to part

A tsunami of desire overwhelms
Drowns my heart to her very helms
Great fire of passion violently descends
And scorches all within her grasp
I may be in for an uphill task

Every waking hour  I long to toast my queen
In her beautiful top and bountiful jeans
Later in an evening gown  she makes me scream
Because she's as gorgeous as a sexy teen

Obsessed with my woman from morning to night
For the past few hours couldn't take a bite
Thoughts of her invade my soul so deep
Couldn't sleep a wink
Can't wait to take a peep
At my dream girl this blessed week

Her image races like a speedboat
Through my minds clear coast
When she first set sail
Had picked up my heart by the tail
And locked it up mercilessly without bail

The four chambers of my heart are in tears
Beat in perfect rhythm so clar
To the drums of love so near
A perfect philos that casts away fear

In love am I?
Or just as infatuated as a fly?
For an answer I refuse to take no
Praying to steal her boyfriends show

Copyright 2013
TO BE CONTINUED......
FROM OVERWHELMING TREASURES (POEMS ON LOVE LIFE AND 
NIGERIA) available on amazon.com


Poem Details | by Chiemeka Ekeghe |
Categories: absence

LOVE OR INFATUATION

Oh fair maiden  pure and sweet
How I long for us to meet
And share a love song so full of heat
That gives a melodious everlasting beat
On Facebook and Twitter start to tweet

Pierce me with your cupid's arrow
And I'll be far removed from sorrow
Deep under the fertile soil of my heart
Erupts a love so strong  never to part

A tsunami of desire overwhelms
Drowns my heart to her very helms
Great fire of passion violently descends
And scorches all within her grasp
I may be in for an uphill task

Every waking hour  I long to toast my queen
In her beautiful top and bountiful jeans
Later in an evening gown  she makes me scream
Because she's as gorgeous as a sexy teen

Obsessed with my woman from morning to night
For the past few hours couldn't take a bite
Thoughts of her invade my soul so deep
Couldn't sleep a wink
Can't wait to take a peep
At my dream girl this blessed week

Her image races like a speedboat
Through my minds clear coast
When she first set sail
Had picked up my heart by the tail
And locked it up mercilessly without bail

The four chambers of my heart are in tears
Beat in perfect rhythm so clar
To the drums of love so near
A perfect philos that casts away fear

In love am I?
Or just as infatuated as a fly?
For an answer I refuse to take no
Praying to steal her boyfriends show

Copyright 2013
TO BE CONTINUED......
FROM OVERWHELMING TREASURES (POEMS ON LOVE LIFE AND 
NIGERIA) available on amazon.com


Poem Details | by David Whalen O Haolin in ancient Celtic |
Categories: love,

Infatuation

Dear God up above Does infatuation e’er Turn into love?


Poem Details | by nicole montoya |
Categories: hope, lost love, love, people, sad, social, me,

infatuation

the sweet smell of candy on his breath
as he talks to me
he asks me to leave his side
the soft glow of happiness in his eyes
as we talk, he's bored but he's being kind
the anticipated excitement i can see on his face
as he sits there
he's just killing time
the radiant confidence i recognize
as he turns he just leaves me behind
the hovering scent of his cologne
as he leaves
and he's stuck on my mind


Poem Details | by Chiemeka Ekeghe |
Categories: absence

LOVE OR INFATUATION

Oh fair maiden  pure and sweet
How I long for us to meet
And share a love song so full of heat
That gives a melodious everlasting beat
On Facebook and Twitter start to tweet

Pierce me with your cupid's arrow
And I'll be far removed from sorrow
Deep under the fertile soil of my heart
Erupts a love so strong  never to part

A tsunami of desire overwhelms
Drowns my heart to her very helms
Great fire of passion violently descends
And scorches all within her grasp
I may be in for an uphill task

Every waking hour  I long to toast my queen
In her beautiful top and bountiful jeans
Later in an evening gown  she makes me scream
Because she's as gorgeous as a sexy teen

Obsessed with my woman from morning to night
For the past few hours couldn't take a bite
Thoughts of her invade my soul so deep
Couldn't sleep a wink
Can't wait to take a peep
At my dream girl this blessed week

Her image races like a speedboat
Through my minds clear coast
When she first set sail
Had picked up my heart by the tail
And locked it up mercilessly without bail

The four chambers of my heart are in tears
Beat in perfect rhythm so clar
To the drums of love so near
A perfect philos that casts away fear

In love am I?
Or just as infatuated as a fly?
For an answer I refuse to take no
Praying to steal her boyfriends show

Copyright 2013
TO BE CONTINUED......
FROM OVERWHELMING TREASURES (POEMS ON LOVE LIFE AND 
NIGERIA) available on amazon.com


Poem Details | by jeffry cohan |
Categories: devotion, song, song, i love you,

free cee INSTRUMENTAL INFATUATION

           INSTRUMENTAL INFATURATION

The piano man stopped playing when you walked in
And that’s when I heard the brass begin
The flautist was taken aback by your grin
And then I heard the voice of a violin

The drummer stumbled over his beat
As I bumbled over my feet
Then a sax and the trumpet came to meet
And suddenly the syncopation was complete

I heard the shrill of a single piccolo
Played sweetly and haltingly low
The mellowness of a melody began to flow
As the band put on a thrilling show

You were a bigger star than the guitar
As the bass and bassoon began to spar
The rhythm was hotter than steaming tar
As you and I made our way to the bar

Your sashay got an okay from the crowd
And the singer’s song was not too loud
Dancing with you made me so damned proud
Pride born of the beauty with which you are endowed

Suddenly the song was over and done
As you smiled brighter than the summer’s sun
The story of a song had, at once, been spun
And the entire band knew I love you more than anyone  
       © 2012…..PHREEPOETREE ~free cee!~





Poem Details | by cecil hickman |
Categories: adventure, girlfriend-boyfriend, life, lost love, love, passion, people, romancenight, night,

Trapped Infatuation

My darling you are my lover divine
Swimming in our desires, we thrive.
Capturing affection in all, we are alive.
Our passion glows in dark so fine.
With lights out, candles lit, and wine.
We finish our passion; just before five.
For afterward, we shall not survive.
We have both traveled, across the line.
Both trapped in previous engagements apart.
Each other married to another, but not in love.
Our infatuation will end this night forever more.
This adventure ends; our ecstasy shall depart.
All recollection of our dreams to be disposed of,
I shall never forget, our first night at the shore.


Poem Details | by Shavon Lewis |
Categories: girlfriend-boyfriend, love, teen, may,

Hidden Infatuation

How am I supposed to pretend that nothing is bothering me?
He's with another girl, and this causes anxiety.
I can't think and my lungs lock up.
I may itch, or sneeze and sometimes I hiccup.
But what is this that's getting me so out of place?
I really need some help, just a little head space.
I want to reveal the hidden infatuation, but how will he react?
Maybe we shouldn't have ever whacked.
But maybe that has nothing to do with this.
This infatuation may have been brought upon by that kiss.
Not the first one, but the one in the garage.
It has forced my feelings to dislodge,
I want to reveal the truth.
But I seem to be stuck with forsooth.
Maybe I should just keep it a secret.
And remain the unloved, hidden infatuation poet.


Poem Details | by D'Andrea Davis |
Categories: friendship, happiness, love, passion, teen, love,

Precocious Infatuation

Red forever stays on my rose pedal
Your image forever stays on my mind
If love were contest I’d win heart’s medal
This love fluctuates throughout course of time
A child can’t deny infatuation
A mind of youth most innocent of Earth
Our love exceeds art’s imagination
Take heed towards the importance of its worth
Most admirable affection is most pure
What could be more authentic then my love?
Young victim of something that has no cure
You are the young Romeo I dream of
We fall in love young, shall grow old in bliss,
If God takes you first, mind & soul I’d miss


Poem Details | by Sean Dunlap |
Categories: angst, love,

Infatuation


Built,
So I can’t help but stare.

Clothing,
That I wish weren’t there.

Fantasies,
Of our bodies together.

Yet,
I know her answer…

NEVER


Poem Details | by Johnette Loefgren |
Categories: introspection, love, i love you,

Flight of Infatuation

A kite,
      A red balloon,
chasing folly to the moon,
something new and shiny
with I love you there in gold,
and I feel old
           and worn,
a dark pinata torn
and emptied,
by this world.................

and there it is...............
Loves' shadow,
caught and tethered
in the branches of
neglect,
and I reflect while
someone prays,

My struggle's cost?
a wondering heart released,
reaching back to cast
a distant "why?",

Weighing myself in
lonely mirrors,
I search heaven..............
and call
you.


Poem Details | by Veronica Corso |
Categories: love, love, me,

Infatuation

How long must I wait
to be held in your arms?
To have you hold me close
and protect me from harm?
What must I do
to make you realize how I feel?
To prove that I’m different from her?
And that my love is for real?
What must I say?
And how should I say it?
That it’s you and only you
with which I long to commit?
How should I act
whenever you are near?
How can I show you 
that my love is sincere?
I want you to know
but I’m way to scared
of how’d you react 
once my feelings are bared
So I’ll keep it to myself
and deal with the situation
For I’ve never been trapped
by such an infatuation


Poem Details | by ROBIE COLLINS |
Categories: confusion, death, devotion, friendship, life, loss, lost love, love,

Infatuation

He was consumed,
by a manifesting desire,
to have that he,
couldn't aquire,
because she belonged,
to another man,
and it was much more,
then he could stand,
he longed to have her,
to hold her, to care,
and he wasn't about,
to ever share,
If he couldn't have her,
no one would,
and he would have taken her with him, 
if he could!!