Would that all passion fierce
burn with laughter. I would
find you in the shadows twisting
light around your fingers, leaving
kisses in the air to tickle with brushing
lips. The smile awakens sparkles
you look up. We share an inhale,
a moment, doubts erased, life freed.
You, jasmine and musk, embers before dusk.
Me, cigarettes and coffee, a wave disappearing
into the sands. Your arms open
the laughter we share, relaxed full of promise.
Each button we found, hard difficult, laughing
at our impatience, fingers fumbling, rushing
teasing us. At last, our eyes received their feast.
We became a melody of touches. Winds twined
and twined about bodies -- discovering how
the puzzle pieces fit uniquely into one another --
the sigh through branches, the gusts to cool
and ripple the waters. We drank in each other.
Love is a serious joy. Bridges the ache and arch
passion pulls from the bodies joined. So in the soft
silence, when we are still -- swimming in the colored sea
where eyes are stories built of forevers and hearts
syncopate against each others breast bone --
senses attenuated to heights of clearness,
where colors speak, aromas play symphonies,
touch is a never ending wave in an ocean of you and me.
Sex is a sacrament. Feelings, the high priestess
who blends the sensations to allow us to receive
the light that shines within the other soul.
Now, shadows are only contrasts to heighten
the colors displayed, moments of silence
make each sound golden and this blending of bodies
takes the last shards of our painful aching wait
for love to become realized a definite concrete truth
and sends them swirling away in the laughter
echoing in our souls.
Let the last of the opal moon silver your hair
as you awaken the sunrise crawling in pinks up the mountains.
Take the gold from the sun
let it become our rings molded in forever.
Never forget, when you hear laughter,
joy is always the foundation making us eternal.
2:51 PM
10-14-09
Alexandria, VA
Author notes
I wrote this for to capture the things that are erotic and sensual to me. It is never the sex, that is only a conveyance of all the deeper worlds that become available. Without them sex is only "a beast with to backs" and as mechanical as a porn star a work. I hope that this allows a few to discover those deeper universes in a whisper of a kiss. 
A contest entry
- thrill me by ratkos.
1800 points, ended November 16, 15 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think, what it makes you feel, how you are moved.
Comments
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Oops! I clicked on this without realizing I had already read it. But it was nice to read again. I do still really like this one!
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Wow, this is so amazing. You REALLY got to me. Everything is just awesome, and the imagery is excellent. Perhaps one of the greatest poem I've ever read in my short life. You are a wise man with excellent imagination and emotion; one day maybe I'll get there.
Anyway, everything was truly amazing but this part just really stayed in my mind:
"Take the gold from the sun
let it become our rings molded in forever."
Damn I feel wiser by reading this.
This is really great and WRITE MORE!!!! -
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Quite a Compliment
I am a little maybe, but got a long way to go to deserve all that compliment. Glad you can dig it.
Peace,
Tom B.
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Would that we all could be this vulnerable and yet often we snap, like a twig because someone touches us that way and even if we want to bend, if two do not then the sap flows out from the cuts we make. You capture the soft dear in this so much moreso than many others could.
C
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Aye, the experience is but a sip upon the nectar, but the memory stays bold forever.
Love,
Tom B.
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Captured me from start to finish
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You make it too easy.
If I am really fortunate I gave your dreams new wings and your unwillingness to accept less a little more spine.
Peace & Light,
Tom B.
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You always were a romantic at heart. 
Love,
Tom B.
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"...blends the sensations to allow us to receive
the light that shines within the other soul"
Wonderful lines from a beautiful, loving, sensual poem.
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Magic
When we release our walls and brave be available in absolute trust and are met, wondrous what occurs.
Love,
Tom B.
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So surel...so sensual and sexy in so many ways! Your words capture its meaning of what it should be! Beams of light from the nights sky are smiling my friend! Lovely words from a wonderful man! Keep penning always Tom!
~Sie
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If I change one person's sense of possibility, touch a few and give their dreams new wings, then I am happy.
Love,
Tom B.
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Golden memories of passion in such a way I envy the chick in this poem
you have taken this to another level one of reality. So real are your
words; I could feel moments of sensual bliss between the two of you in this piece. The last versafication blew me totally away." Let the last of the opal moon silver your hair" shows their love grew into an eternal star. With their names engraved upon each beam of silver light. This one was so full of excitement because I am a romantic and this is a erotic romance....Write on ....Novy
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Quite a Compliment
I simply wanted to capture the underlying wonder and spiritual sensuality of a erotic moment such that others would be touched. I am glad that this poem spoke to you. It helps me know that it truly works.
Love,
Tom B.
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This holds the love between two, not only emotionally, but spiritally as well. To blend them like this, perfection that makes the heart skip a beat at the wonder in it, the lungs take a quick intake of breath and holds it just for a second, before allowing it to leave as a sigh. This is a Masterpiece that holds so much more than pure sex, it is both erotic and sensual.
Best of luck, though in my eyes it is pure GOLD.
Riftkin
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Thank you
I want to capture that magical blend you so well describe. Glad to hear it touched you that way.
Love, Tom B.
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As always, very nicely done.
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Thank you
May your days be blessed.
Peace,
Tom B.
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I think this is utterly beautiful and I couldn't agree with your words more
This touched me quite deeply for it conveys thoughts, emotions, and feeling that I myself feel...
I wish you the very best for I think this piece deserves only the very best!
Heavenly Blessings!
Sandy
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Quite a compliment
All I can do is say thank you and feel a little humbled by the depth of your expression of how deeply it touched you. Thank you.
Love,
Tom B.
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Wow, that is beautiful! Thank you so much for sending this to me and allowing me to read this. I really enjoyed your choice of words, they painted a wonderful picture for me. You are right, without these thoughts and feelings, it is just mechanical sex. With these, it becomes true closeness and happiness. I wish you the best of luck in winning your contest! This is one that I will want to read again.
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I am glad you enjoyed. I love to show the spiritual, sensual, magical side of touch. A place available to those who are brave enough to be vulnerable, available and while free to swim in passion, responsible and respectful enough to never purposefully forget the needs of their partner. Besides, I have always thought we really want to know is how our partner is feeling. But, then again, I am not selfish enough not to want to know and celebrate it. Well I run on. Thanks for sharing your joy at my efforts.
Love,
Tom B.
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WOW!
You have more than whispered a kiss in this beautifully crafted, and astouding write. I don't want to even call it a mere write i want to call it a tickle of joy, a wink of pure emotion, a swirl of sweet cream in coffee.
This wasn't just black coffee Tomis... this was cappuccino with a wisp of whipped cream.
I totally loved this!
Every line beautiful in it's own right~
Deep and i would not say vulnerable but more shows your stenghth as a man!
Love,
~LisaP~
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Life should allow us to re-experience our innocence
I think that is one of the gifts of love and why we all look young when we are.
Thanks for enjoying this so much. One of these days I will write the ultimate one. Until then, I am glad you enjoy my practice.
Love,
Tom B.
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Me, cigarettes and coffee...oh boy, me too! It's my daily breakfast and after dinner dessert. On a more serious note, Tom, you always, always, without fail manage to stir embers from the deepest parts of me. So many wonderful feelings, emotions, and images to take in within your words. As always, you are amazing.
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I practice vulnerability in these poems. Being vulnerable, available without being weak is something that takes practice. To share it and be with someone is paramount to love. Building upon it and creating a relationship is part of the hard work of being human and many of God's lessons for us are contained in the effort.
Thanks for finding so much in my poem. I am always moved by that.
Love,
Tom B.
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