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Waking Autumn

Posted: October 8, 2017 in Love, Poetry, Sonnet
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When I recall the quiet noise of morn

The days I pine, the darker eyes that loom

Ask less my mind, for when I in a gloom

It is the sky I seek to slow forlorn

 

The memory a haunt of sorrow found,

As lives we sow are asked to further go.

Beyond the real of the love we know

Is sunlight sure to welcome saner ground.

 

In between slats of home a golden air

Bemuse fear of letting go, losing her

For it is beautiful the morning stir

Of golden leaves – descend summer’s ware.

 

So when in the morning sun I wake alone

Her elegance in brilliant sky be shown.

Being Me Inside

Posted: December 7, 2014 in Love, Poetry
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Trying to imagine

what that feeling might be,

to have me there

inside,

being the reason for your gasps,

only for the purpose

of pleasing me.

Wait a second,

and I might change my mind,

if suddenly in the throes of passion,

I see in your eyes a pleasure derived.

That might make it about us then,

less selfish,

more giving,

less selfish,

more giving,

less quest for your submission,

more delight in having provided you,

with a certain …

a piece of …

delicious and sensual, satisfaction.

Maybe then I might finally understand

why you sometimes make it so difficult

to let me inside. I respect that.

When Your Cheek Flush Sang

Posted: November 8, 2014 in Love, Poetry
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I remember

I was reaching

my eyes inside your own

I want to yet I wonder

will you turn away

act surprised

will you suggest I wait

and thank me for the night?

I reached

my skin felt love

a sense of delicious envy

crossed my mind

as I imagined all the others

who were not now in this moment.

They wouldn’t have the chance,

the touch that sent shivers to my loins

as I knew,

I waited still hopeful

yet confident

your reach would now find me.

Fingertips exploring our lives

in a sweeping drive of passion,

my skin turns to fingers tangling

in your hair, the strands that returned

came quickly upon you,

came upon a sensation that now suggests

“will you pull me toward your lips.”

©Michael Fountain

©Michael Fountain

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How quickly the moment has fallen to memory

when an autumn afternoon,

an explanation in tender eyes

drawing a design

in compassionate circles

the bark slowly fading, breaking apart

to reveal a naked soul,

pure in your hands, held with meaning.

~

hands with sweet intent reached yours

while one allowed the other slipped the twig

naturally

inside a breast pocket  for a later use

needed by only one as now

my hands traveled to your waist

tracing a soft cotton brief, as I nudged you near

legs would then dance from the soil

wrap inside my thighs …

~

I would late feel your hair across my chin

while I glance upon galaxies

feeling warm

a naked thigh lay gently across my body

satisfying restful manhood,

my eyes knowing only the stars

with simple sweet … love

~

Awakened a breeze will tease my chest,

eyes open to feel a naked twig is at rest