Soaked in desire
Bitten lust is drenched
Deep wet grumbling
Pulverizing rhythms
Jackhammering motions
Drops of ecstasy burn
Ravished in rage
Hair pulled
Sucked hard
Breathing maroon eyes
Vibrating sensations
Never ending candy
Passion
Honeyed Love ~Collaboration
“Unable to perceive the shape of you, I find you all around me. Your presence fills my eyes with your love. It humbles my heart, for you are everywhere.”
You are the Breath of Passion
The Embodiment of all my Heart beats for,
Longs for,
All this understanding
So unworthy of the least of You,
Can ever perceive.
You are the blood in my veins
Saliva drippings from the fire ooze magic
All this longwinded gust
Soar through every inch of
my glowing urges
Stars that span the ebon Nighttide,
Miracles of Light and Time
are mere phantoms,
shallow and hapless,
Unremembered figments of Yesterday
Compared to the Depth of my Love
I can see fragments of the twinkles
Sweat pouring from the golden heavens
Caught in a whirlwind of passion
Your moans are magnetizing
Never ending cravings
Watching you grip the sheets, sigh
All that Speaks of mystery
All that Whispers portentous enigmas
All the Hums with the Vibrancy of Forever
Are Fading shadows,
Dim and Meaningless
Compared to the Depth of my Passion
Caution tape ripped
Entering euphoria without bounds
Slippery and yet rough edges
Lip biting memories etched
Nonexistent tenderness
Unleashed saturations
How I Sigh in your Sweet Embrace!
How my skin yearns for the Touch of Your hands,
How these lips long to be Kissed by Yours,
How I have waited,
Breathless, Trapped, Longing
For Your Sweet Honeyed Love!
A bellow of raw words
Intoxicating oceans
Commanding you to vulnerability
Taste the lava, taste the lava
Overwhelming fervor
Yearning for more
This was a joy to collaborate with Morgan!
Braeden – Italics
Morgan – Non
Cynthia A. Morgan is an award-winning author & blogger; columnist for the national publication Fresh LifeStyle Magazine; and member of the Poetry Society of America and Artists for Peace. Creator of the Epic YA Fantasy Dark Fey Trilogy, Morgan’s powerful story relates how the power of Hope, Acceptance and Forgiveness can change the world when Positive Action is taken to create change. The only way to achieve Peace is to become Peace.
Morgan is also the author of the popular blog Booknvolume where her over 17K followers are regularly treated to Morgan’s own brand of poetry, English Sonnets, musings about life, personal recipes, photography, book reviews and more.
Romeo’s Kiss Boulevard (Braeden’s Writing Challenge #2)
Trembling locked lips
underneath the flashing red light
Caution tape torn between
Wicked Lust Lane and Insatiable road
Full force of ripped love
Entangled speeding tickets
Stilettos bright as fire engine red
walking Romeo’s Kiss Boulevard
Seeking infatuation and
burning sensations among the chatter
Sirens storming in the air
Exploring hands twisting
Passing every stop sign
down this riveting and passionate road
November 4, 2008
I kissed your lips for the first time and felt a chill travel down my spine. I savored the goosebumps. I knew it was the beginning of something amazing. I felt love echo. I embraced the tapestry. I didn’t want to stop kissing you. I saw a glimpse of our future within the melting. I saw skies open up and felt rain dance on my tongue. I was petrified. A part of me was frozen but yet another part was mesmerized. I knew when I placed my hand on your cheek this was meant to be forever.
Cupids’ Dream Drive (Braeden’s Writing Challenge #2)
From the glistening waves
to the boundless shore
Strings of love dwell
in the enchanted violin
From the untamed daisies
to the serene marigolds
Appetites of wicked flames
burn in a pink stratosphere
From the beaming sunrise
to the caress of your hand
Admiration is a blazing star
above Cupids’ Dream Drive
Shadows or darkness
become a lost road of lust
Only worship and devotion
entwine on this long concrete
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Hard Candy
Your lips
are meant for talking
with sarcasm and intelligence
Your lips
are meant for sucking
lollipops and hard candy
Your lips
are meant to turn me into a
a pile of mush and goo
When are you going to use them?
The Pillows’ Scent
I can’t sleep
without the scent of your pillow
Toss and turn
I can’t sleep
without you beside me
Toss and turn
I can’t sleep
without your warm embrace
Toss and turn
I can’t sleep
without a kiss good night
Toss and turn
I can’t sleep
without saying I love you
Toss and turn
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Second Grade
He doesn’t know how great I am
He doesn’t know how special I am
He’s known me since the second grade
He doesn’t know I’m going to be famous
He doesn’t know that how much I love my Mom
He doesn’t know how I see the world
He doesn’t know my soft pain
He doesn’t know how I love
He doesn’t know I am gold yet
He doesn’t know I have the eyes of a photographer
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Photo by S.B Eldredge
Poet’s Tale
I was born to feel
I was born to absorb my emotions a bit different
I want to see the world through others eyes
I was born to be a poet
I was born to be a writer
I want to be in touch with my tears
I want to know where they came from
I want to know where your scars came from
I want to understand you
I was born to be something I didn’t know existed
I was born to love you
I was born to share something that is suppose to bring us together
I was born to hold you
I was born so we could be together
I was born to love you until the end of time
Elastic
I saw you between the kaleidoscopic tears and wretched veins. I kept my distance and harbored the burnt edges of my existence. I clashed with harmony and my own walls that I have personally built. I stand between your denial and my built up frustrations. I walk away to hold on to my sanity knowing my dreams will never come true. I live for you. I live for what I love not the picket fences you created. I always thought love was elastic.
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Simply Beautiful
You don’t need stunning
lipstick to make you sexy
You don’t need layers
of make up to make you beautiful
Just be real
You don’t need curves
to make you ravishing
You don’t need to perform
sexual acts to make you desirable
Just be honest
You don’t need to hide
all of the layers that make up you
Just be simply beautiful
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The Harsh Prophet
Direct and forward
A rabid salivating tongue
Deafening from silence
Gripping to the slick
and grapevine of truth
Lacking minimal patience
A vicious tightrope
Brash and Harsh
Invigorating sincerity
Zero fluctuation
Pledging to the straight arrow
The outspoken prophet
residing in a palace of lights
shimmering faith reverberates
Storm of Ink 