Beautiful Breast

Dainty, delicate and delicious doth meet
On thine breast tender, mild and sweet
Beauty in thy heart veiled by a beauteous breast
Seizes mine sight and mine heart arrest
Thou art a manifestation of tranquil beauty
Nurturing life, possessing love's duty
Enticingly sweet thy gravitate to me
With all love's passion glistening on the breast of thee
Thou kiss mine lips with thine tender breast
And I doth taste thy flesh while thine heart caress
Mine heart too, wert love in us doth meet
On thine tender, mild breast, lovely and sweet

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My Progeny Destined To Lie In Heaven's Womb

My progeny destined to lie in heaven's womb
Never to be born, myths of one's mind
Hidden from earth, from her dirt filled tomb
Safe in heaven with seraphs of heavenly kind
Veiled by heavenly white,
Playing on a star
Ablaze with celestial light,
Loving all from afar
My progeny seest, mine heavenly love
And knowest mine heart, mine heart alone
Laid in the womb of heaven beyond and above
To heaven's delight, there thou art only known
To heaven, to heaven, O! To heavenly only be born
Never on earth, wert souls are left forlorn…..

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Cry Nature's Angel, Cry

Thine opal eyes weep sparkling tears
Pervading the petals of a violet anemone
Forming stars of dew, as old as years
Thy twin beauty, the new Gemini
Untrammeled by the indifference of snow
Superb in vitality of color's soul
Thy purple heart of harmony glow
Surpassing nature and her earth whole
Vivid thy grow to my imagination
Into a realm, an illustrious glory
Undisturbed, like an magic fascination
Thy beauty tells all love's story
Thy opal eyes weep into dew
Preserving color and beauty
through and through

Cry nature's angel, cry

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Youth's Love

My soul saunters earth, searching for her
Arduously looking, my soul begins to stir
The ardent pot of amorous flu
Sick with love, pale white and blue
My soul weakens to every bubbling whim
Effortlessly emasculating my every bodily limb
Falling into hell, holding onto earth
Where her love dwell and doth give birth
To a new day, to a life of joy
Born a new man, as young as a boy
Where the years did fade into grayish dust
And my youthful smile, bloom into lustrous lust
I finally found her and she did find me
Youth and youth's love art we!

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Happy Birthday!

By the scintillant sun, with her luminous light deploy
A life to our hearts, when a mother gave birth
To an angelic child, a beautiful boy
Named Vinny M for our families to mirth
Our cherubic child, who exhumes sweet air
In gaily smiles and mannerisms coy
Thy angelic beauty plays on thy skin fair
As thou roam our home our adventurous boy
I know life true when thou softly touch
Our hearts with thy hand spread like angel's wings
And wrap around our fingers does your life clutch
With sweet life, thou life so sweetly brings
Happy Birthday! !

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My Life

I am not dead but still I miss
My loved ones, my family; the life I had
As I am dead in death amiss
Without my life, sorrowful and sad
My life is not the greatest nor a success
But a life it is and is what's truly mine
I pray to God for God to bless
My life, my friends, my family blood line
What I would do to live forever
And in youth with my life's joy
Live with my family, never to sever
From them as an eternal boy
My grandparents, my parents, my sisters, my brother
Always together, always with each other
My life, a life, worth living…..

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Thine Eyes I Wear

Hidden beneath your immense stare
Is thine soul exquisite, refined and rare
Fluid and chilly as a streaming river
Your look, your soul, makes mine shiver
Under thine eyes, thy raiment I wear
The look of love, thine ardent glare
Attractive to thee like the embers of fire
What is that thou sincerely admire?
Is it thine own eyes I wear?
Is it thine eyes that attract thy own stare?
When thou look I change into you
For in thine look, thy love I accrue
Always look at me with that beautiful glare
And thine look, thine eyes, I will proudly wear.

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Tis Souls In Dejection Which Inspired This

Ask me what I love and I say I don't know
For my love is something mysterious that I cannot show
It's in my sentimental soul, in my timid tears
It's in my ardent anxiety, in my unfounded fears
Methinks, in my conscience my love is born
When I see humanity barren and forlorn
My love love's naught, but painfully feels
The lack of love in others and the dejection it conceals
Yet, I try to love, to be its virtuous voice
To speak of its beauty, is mine choice
Although I do not know what love really is
This poem is dedicated for love I believe it is

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Remembering Your Love

Do I look meagerly for thou art to far from me
Like death took thee too far for mine eyes to see
But thy remembrance in a glance shows thee pure
My memories enhance thy beauty, and mine memory cure
The missing vessel of my love, mine depression of thought
As thou come to me embosomed with the happiness thou brought
Bringing me to an epicenter of love; erupting in joy
Bashful I blush, turn my head, and sweetly coy
To be loved once is to eternally be loved, my love said
The words rang and awoke my ghost from depravity dead
Remembering your love….

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Shame

Lame, limpid, weak
Sick morbid meek
My name is lavished in shame
Disgrace splashed
all over my face
disconcert on my soul disconcert lace
the beauty in me, shriveled, as shame mutilate
but did not kill only to humiliate…
my soul with impetuous shame
into my soul in abash
where virtue and vice clash
and ignominy prevail…
I wail, sick and pale
This terrible shame
With whip in hand did mame
But did not tame
My voluptuous heart!
For now its gone
And then I fawn
To gain affection

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