Kiss
That first kiss is never forgotten
It’s memory lingers
I lick my lips and still taste
Your flavour burnt into my heart
Beckoned
It calls me from far away
her smile in my mind
her scent deep in every breath
that taste of her
Being beckoned by her passion
captivated in my soul
Elixir
Drink her wine
That vintage of seduction
Let it pour over your lips
Each drop savoured by your tongue
Up the leg of her
Lick the rim slowly
Drink her wine
All you can
Twilight’s Daughter
You slide into my attention
Just like
Twilight falls as she comes...
...I never knew yr intentions,
Baby...
I've seen you fly like the sun...
...When you hang it's all
But too much to bear...
I have to close my eyes.
...The words you use,
And the scent of your hair...
...I'd be foolish not to rise.
Crack me open like Fort Knox,
I guess
I must have gave you the codes...
...Something 'bout you comes off
So smoothly...
Eases my head down to my toes...
...When you hang it's all
But too much to bear...
I have to shut my eyes.
...The words you use,
And the scent of your hair...
...I'd be foolish not to rise...
...Rise to the hour...
The minute...
The peak of your passion...
...Your always on my mind!...
...Move with water...
And wonder...
I can't change the station...
...You're buried up into my spine.
You slide into my attention
Just like
Twilight falls as she comes...
...I never knew yr intentions,
Baby...
I've seen you fly like the sun...
©
2018
Bunny Villaire
Finding the one
He wandered in the wilderness
Looking far and wide
For his heart that called
Searching beneath the canopy
That hide the light
The darkness did bring hope
But every turn he was kicked aside
Too shallow the leaves sung
Stung by the bite of sorrow
Then he looked up
And saw a glimmer
Yes that is where it is
His heart is warmth is there
Then she was
As the trees sung
In the breeze
Her sweet kind heart
Was his holding his
He knew right then
This bright light was her
She listened and smiled
He knew she was the one
They dance now together
Amount the trees
Two as one
For he knew she
Was there and was the one
Dear Poet,
While I was personally very impressed with your writing talents, I regret to inform you that our editorial board found your abundance of creativity unsuitable for our position of EDITOR - OBITUARIES for the Times Herald Beacon.
While your descriptive prose was intriguing and added color to the deceased, your side anecdote on the risqué pleasuring tastes of one of this cities finest benefactors was potentially too erotically stimulating for our audience. While your deep dive into the background story resulting in the illegitimate birth of our beloved mayor was in the words of your generation "TMI". And, as to your penchant for writing the obituaries in iambic pentameter, I believe your rhyme might seem to mock those dead and their grieving families; your rhyme of prostate cancer with gandy dancer, in particular, might be found distasteful.
So, while I must reject you for this position with our organization, I encourage you to pursue your art in other more suitable venues.
Sincerely,
William S.
For As Long As You Are There (The Thing I Want To Say)
Let me not
have lived life
for naught,
leaving no mark
showing I’ve been here,
to not have time
to rectify mistakes,
but the biggest fear
is living life
without you -
your warm embraces,
your warped sense of humor,
the way you laugh
with complete abandon,
watching silly comedies
holding your sides
as you belly laugh,
no holds barred,
your need to learn
and grow and interact
and watch the birds
of life careening
across your vision.
I want to hold
you to me,
never let you go,
erase the pain
from your existence.
I am very afraid
but blessed
to have you
for as long
as you are there.
#Challenge #IWantYouThere #LetMeTellYou
They Are Not God
Please know the person that
tattooed you at birth,
was out to brand you,
or tell you your worth.
Only my father above
calls my faith.
Only he can put me here,
and calculate my waste.
Yes we all were born with some kind
of a toe tag.
But nothing in the open to tell you
when you pass.
So if my tattoo say I suppose to pass
the day before.
What next is finding that doctor,
that branded me like a wild boar.
Teased
Slowly she looked
Gazing at his manhood
A devilish smile formed
His jeans did not hide
The effects of her seduction
Her garments fell
Floating to the floor
His eyes fixated on her
She leaned in and
said don’t touch
I want to make you
Burst with want
Her secret garden
Dripped with want
He could not take anymore
Off went the indigo barrier
That hide his want
Pinned she was the walls shook
And there she moaned with a deep want
Yes yes yes more