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a tender touch ignites romance
fluttering flames create love dance
gentle caresses, tasting bliss,
intoxicates juice of sweet kiss
as hearts entwine, hypnotic trance.
*For Andrea's Catch Phrase, Dazzle Me Contest.
*Dec. 22, 2012.
She stood there on the balcony
watching him riding off to war
her heart was full of mutiny
crushed she held onto the bar
there would be no matrimony
Juliet was full of acrimony
hating the powerful Tsar
far away the cacophony
the sound of the battle of war
drifting up to the balcony
Juliet waited for his pony
hearing distantly his sitar
his voice singing songs so corny
she ran to him down the sandbar
now there could be matrimony
my first Quintella I hope I got the form right
love, tree, tree,
You did move Cupid's
By what vile means or flip of
To strike my heart a
And bid this painful ulcer
Like bird from tree to tree I
To skip the toil within your
And maybe find a potent cure
To life of fish before a lure.
If only you would hear my
And drain this magic out of
I'd grab a trident and a
And be to you a vengeful
They say you smuggled
By food or drink to slave
And force me play this
Of dog to its own mother
life, lost love, social
You said your, heart and love, was mine.
I know now, that was just a line.
Since you stole my adorations,
Along with all my possessions,
From now on, you are known as swine.
Cheryl Koko Koomoa
anger, desire, first love, heart, love,
Dreaming of Him.....
Lulled into peaceful dreams
Lightly wafting loves sweet schemes
As a feather flits upon silken breeze
Passion's flight, he owns the keys
Lips melded in desire
lighting hearts and souls on fire
fully ripe, and velvet to touch
receives the love she wants so much
He wants to take her there
with passions strong and love so fair
Abandoned now to his embraces
Satiated secret places
Before the dawn of first sunlight
Fearing so, her lover's flight
Upon her pillow.. one special red rose
To remind her of the love she knows
By Cheryl Koomoa
© 2009 Cheryl Koomoa (All rights reserved)
The tear-drops fall off her nose,
when she finds herself alone,
She cries out where nobody goes,
her feelings remain unknown.
But her wet eyes tell me a story,
of being in solitude and pain;
I can read her eyes, and memory,
glares inside again and again.
Never shows the scars of her past,
hidden under the thin clothes;
The ?artificial smiles often overcast,
her pains that nobody knows.
But do not think that she's happy,
just look again into her eyes;
Broken to pieces, looks so snappy,
she's now a master of disguise.
desire, joy, love, night,
You are my joy, my Valentine,
my nightly star shining so bright,
you are the dream, forever shine,
oh, precious dream, my shining light,
my sweet divine throughout the night.
Angelic grace, I love you, dear,
my river flows into your core,
love grows stronger from year to year,
I am with the one I adore,
as together we walk love's shore.