Posts tagged ‘touch’

January 22, 2018

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by dokurtybitz

Silken smooth
A gentle curve

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July 4, 2017

FROM FRIENDS TO LOVERS

by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm

 

She said she had a headache

and I said that I could help

so I rubbed her on her neck

and I could tell she loved my touch

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June 23, 2017

I AM NOT A POET

by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm

I AM NOT A POET
I AM JUST A SCRIBE
WRITING DOWN THE WORDS
THE UNIVERSE WHISPERS
TO ME ON THE WIND

THE WORDS SING
TO NATURE’S SONG
THEY SPEAK TO THE SOUL
AND TOUCH OUR HEARTS

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June 22, 2017

WHAT REMAINS

by thereluctantpoet

Charles R. Lindholm

WHAT REMAINS OF ME
WOULD THE WORLD WANT TO SEE
AFTER I’M GONE
WHAT MAKES ME
WANT TO LEAVE A MARK
THAT MATTERS
SOMEWHERE, SOMEHOW TO SOMEONE

SOMETHING!
THAT TOUCHES A HEART
OR WHISPERS TO A SOUL
FROM LONG AGO AND FAR AWAY,

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June 20, 2017

MAKING THE HURT STOP

by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm

a drug

changes the feeling

ends the pain

makes the hurting stop

 

you

changed my world

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May 31, 2017

MY TOUCHSTONE

by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm

Why is it that Love hurts?
Even when things are going right
Being apart puts a hurt on your heart
that’s like being held underwater

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May 31, 2017

STARDUST IN MY EYES

by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm

She was a comet
in my eyes
a blazing light
across my skies

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May 30, 2017

THERE’S SOMETHING ABOUT YOU

by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm

there’s something about you
that even a blind man can see
there’s a joy in your soul
that even the deaf can hear

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May 28, 2017

MY LEGACY

by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm

I may not leave a mark on life
like the mighty and the great
no wealth or fame, no prodigy
for I bloomed in life too late

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May 27, 2017

TRACE ME, PAINT ME

by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm

Trace me with your fingers
From my head down to my toes
From the mountains to the valley
Let your fingertips disclose
My limbs and all my branches
And the curving of my nose
Let me feel your gentle strokes
Marking out my pose

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May 25, 2017

PLEASE LET ME STAY WITH YOU

by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm

 I will stay with you
As long as you Let Me
I will be with you
As long as you want me

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May 23, 2017

FROZEN TO THE BOND

by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm

I only meant to look

To admire the design

The wonder of the shape

And the beauty of the line

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May 21, 2017

REAL TIME

by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm

Separated by time and space

denied the warmth of Her gentle embrace

Her words they kiss me, though I know

I will never touch Her face

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May 6, 2017

I’M JEALOUS OF THE WORDS I WRITE

by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm

I’m jealous of the words I write

knowing they’ll be touching you

deep in your heart, while we’re apart

and I’m alone in the night without you

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April 1, 2016

Invigorating Spring – form poetry

by Colly

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Spring

is plentiful in

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March 19, 2016

Unbreakable

by Venkat

image

Emotions
Fans we hold
Could they ever blow away
our love, unbreakable

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March 5, 2016

Touch

by John S

Likened to an oval space
where I’m pressing to the wall
and move ’round its circumference
with caution and recall.

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August 1, 2015

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by dokurtybitz

I write my feelings,
Silent words upon her
Vellum skin.
A declaration
None but we can
Read,
Our manuscript
Left in public
View.

May 10, 2015

Sides

by Venkat
Many papayas colors, yellow and green, one cut in half GR4698                C1171

Many papayas colors, yellow and green, one cut in half GR4698 C1171

Sides, we lie upon
Sides, we touch the most
Sides, of our green souls
Ripe, in sweet yellow
With age, in long years

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July 26, 2013

Touch

by Venkat

Life’s events on my head

As beads short and long

Some felt, some unread

Lessons, hard and strong

From brain to finger

Anatomy’s little quantities

Hang on life’s end and linger

Back bone of sharp qualities

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