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    Death Has No Voice

    The walls of this tomb breathe, disturbing years of dusty memories  icing over my sunken corpse.   I’ve lain frozen in time since you sealed me in this eternal bed.   Darkness. Oh, how I’d love for the light to find its way pass the coffin lid.   Now and again, I’ll...

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    • This is as much dark and sad as it is beautiful, dear Daniel!
      Even after someone passed, memories of them will stay alive in somebody else’s heart!

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    The French Tourist

    My sexual encounter in the American desert translated from French. Enjoy! Five years ago, I was on a bus tour through the Southwest of America, mainly to see the grandeur of the Grand Canyon. But I never reached the canyon....

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    • Why thank you! I’m posting more erotic short stories coming up. Focusing more on the short story than poetry now.

      Daniel

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    kiss

    slick with thoughtsfeeling my touchstonemy mind focuses and yes it's you coming in cleara strange mixture of desire and disgustan appealing witchseducing you with versesthey entertain your darknessyour words pique my interest compelling me to respondbut your ardor is...

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    • Chère C.,
      Lovely write!
      It freckles me a lot…

      Warm regards, Gua

    • I think to be “captivating” is as you say, “…is risky it comes with danger.” Oh, to be a “danger” in this way, to someone again…. “SIGH”. Crimsin, those last few words (“but honey so do I”), wonderful!! Dare I say, “CAPTIVATING”? 😎

      Curt

    • Passionately penned, Brenda. Excellent write my friend. Appreciate you.

      Damian

    • thank you graciously dearest Damian I deeply appreciate you ❤️

    • Lots of sexiness in your latest pieces Lady, tight

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    Metaphor

    cracks in the foundationa skeleton of a structurehumanity under sedationtarnished blood no cureone more lost servantpreaching Jesus savesin these times so urgentwe're all their slaves do you believein something you've never seenwhy can't you conceivea metaphor so serene the body is...

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    • The interesting thing about this one to me, is that there are people who call themselves “of faith” and use the rhetoric but don’t walk the walk. I was reminded of so many of those people…especially in the current atmosphere of the world…they speak without real understanding and definitely no faith. As a man of faith now, I imagine you recognize the difference. As one who hadn’t come to that place yet, I’m not surprised you still called it out. You always take me somewhere with your pieces…often on a rant. This one is no exception, my friend

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Willow. So glad you connected with the write my friend. The phrase has been bastardized for sure, by those who choose to use it for personal gain, whether it be financial or merely for social status. Some treat it like it’s something that looks good on their Resume. Yeah, I see the difference for sure. lol. The younger me would have never thought I’d arrive at this conclusion. I’ve always called things out, somethings are a constant in my life I guess. Thanks for the killer commentary. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • Powerful work. You nailed it.

    • As someone who lived under violence of many types for years, l can understand your intense words and feelings, for me I couldn’t lose my Faith at any circumstances, my belief is that the humans must believe in something( I’m not speaking only religiously) so they can move on in life without being completely lost.

      “the body is a temple
      and we all abuse it”

      I was touched by these lines, many many times we are not treating ourselves kindly. This poem is touching. Thank You my friend 💖

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Light. So glad you connected with the lyrics my friend. That was deep my friend, but beautifully stated. I agree without faith of any sort (not limited only to religion) humans easily become completely lost. Sorry you had to go through violence my friend, you’re a survivor and a gifted poetess whose words burn brightly with positive energy.

        That’s one of my favorites lines as well. I concur we don’t always treat ourselves kindly. I’m glad you enjoyed the write. Appreciate you.

        Damian

        • And Thank You for your heartfelt and positive response 🤍 I’m glad You could find your way out and started a new journey where there is peace and comfort, may your days be filled with joy and Light💕😊 🕊️🙏🏻

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    Sleepy Eating Baby

    Your tiny lips upon my breast...For milk, to sleep Upon my chest...Softer than velvet, Upon My face...Your five little finger, rest in place...Your suckling sounds put me at ease...For I know there's enough for you to eat...Sweet dreams my...

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