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Enveloped in you
Holding tight, your body against mine; threshold of consummation. Hearts beat, they are in time; utterly merged. Losing sight, the world vanishes; coalesced in passion. Your whisper, so soft in my...
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Star Songs
When I started on this painting I was going with a daydream. It was of being a wolf. I was running through the hills and listening to the howls of my love. She was running too. Both of us ran through...
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Bad Voices
Bad Voices. Some people suffer horribly with the thoughts in their heads. Dark thoughts or actual voices doesn’t really matter to the ones who can’t control their own minds and live in the darkness. It...
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Breathing Secrets
Confess, the breathing in my ear, not just the breath, but the meaning within that you will never openly avow, and hold furtive with mute whispers appropriate notions only for oneirism. Remember later...
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The seed of love
The moon whispered- plant the seed, and I covered it with devotion. The sun saw my work, and smiled upon my fondness. The stars whispered- you must water it, so I gave my tears, and my beloved drank...
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Seeing you now
I think back to when you gazed at me like that, longing and affection in your eyes. I think back to when you laughed like that, then when the laughter faded turned to joyful sighs. I think back to when...
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Two Kiss Into One
Lips, softly tickling each other with agreement, not just hollow vows to be splintered, but a covenant recorded that all at once brought tears, and transcended rosy ambitions of cupid’s point-blank...
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a vacation made for two
on a beach with soft white sands; we’d go walking; holding hands. in waters warm and blue; we’d laugh; and I’d kiss you. under stars shining bright; we’d spin; and dance all night. with drinks sugary...
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Say you love me
I want you to say you love me. I want it to be true. I want you to say it to me, because darling, I love you. I don’t want you to lie to me. I don’t want it just for fun. I don’t want you to tell me...
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you would know why
If you could for just one moment see yourself through my eyes you would know why I stare answer to a prayer If you could discover somehow what your skin feels like to my hand you would know why I...
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Your Significance
Sit with me my sparkling gift, let us gaze upon the calm waters of the sea indulging in each other’s closeness. Cozy close, allowing no breeze between us, save that of my whispered words telling you...
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I’d Grow Roses
The title of the poem is “I’d Grow Roses For You” The art was done on 9″ high x 12″ wide paper with coffee and an ink pen. A symbol of love they say is the rose. Delicate scented blooms to convey I...
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Hours
The title for both the poem and the sketchy art is “Hours.” I created the art by doing a loose style scribble sketch with a Micron Pigma pen and then sloshing my coffee all over it for three days in a...
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Ne plus ultra
Ne plus ultra As your hands caress my back with sweat we move together in a dance of union which can’t be undone. Our heartbeats synchronize an accelerating cadence quicker than our bodies rhythms...
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11:11
11:11 Wishes… A little poem and a coffee and ink sketch which can be found in my book… A Coffee Stained Heart. 11:11 is a common sight for me. I’m a superstitious sort so I do make a wish too. The big...
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One Pillow
A poem called “One pillow” which can be found in my book ‘A Coffee Stained Heart.’ I know it is obvious I didn’t work overly hard on the accompanying image, but I thought it wasn’t necessary for this...
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ukulele
Here is a little thing I wrote and a bit off my morning coffee mixed with some ink to make a lovely little ukulele image to go with my words. You can find this poem and the accompanying illustration in...
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Concomitantly Devine
Coffee art and poetry because I know you can’t get enough… My tarnished soul burns bright and clear when you and I entwine. The shambles of my memories, which are a bane to my existence, refrain their...
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Come Naked Before Me
A page from my book. (A Coffee Stained heart) The art was done with my regular morning coffee and ink. The poem title is “Come Naked Before Me.” She would dress up for me, fresh makeup and hair so...
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This isn’t Camelot
This isn’t Camelot and we’re not going far far away. We are who we are and this is where we will stay. There will be no happy ever afters, not for the likes of us; we ruined our chances, replaced...
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