Poetry and Dreams

[ewopper]

Thanks for the poems ewopper, their great...

Thanks for sharing and pls come again...lol...

I'm glad you liked them i will be posting more as time goes by

 

[Jennifer C]

I'm glad you liked them i will be posting more as time goes by

I look forward to reading them...

 

[Jennifer C]

DREAM LAND
Christina Rossetti

Where sunless rivers weep
Their waves into the deep,
She sleeps a charmed sleep:
Awake her not.
Led by a single star,
She came from very far
To seek where shadows are
Her pleasant lot.

She left the rosy morn,
She left the fields of corn,
For twilight cold and lorn
And water springs.
Through sleep, as through a veil,
She sees the sky look pale,
And hears the nightingale
That sadly sings.

Rest, rest, a perfect rest
Shed over brow and breast;
Her face is toward the west,
The purple land.
She cannot see the grain
Ripening on hill and plain;
She cannot feel the rain
Upon her hand.

Rest, rest, for evermore
Upon a mossy shore;
Rest, rest at the heart's core
Till time shall cease:
Sleep that no pain shall wake;
Night that no morn shall break
Till joy shall overtake
Her perfect peace.

 

[ewopper]

The Witch Next Door

Everyone that knows her has to agree
the woman next door is very lovely
though i've begged her for sex so many times
the lovely witch seemed to pay me no mind

yet she would entice me all the more
with the skimpy clothes she wore
the mini skirt failing to hide her butt cheeks
she had to know it was leaving me weak

for weeks my advances she would ignore
and more enticing would be the clothes she wore
taking all i could stand i confronted her one day
and begged like a baby, to my surprise she said ok

grabbing me by the hand she took me into her home
and stripping each other we began to get it on
but the lady was more than i bargained for
as she rode me until i was exhausted and sore

i begged her to let me rest for awhile
hell no she exclaimed with an evil smile
sometimes in life you get what you ask for
now shut up and let's do it some more

needless to say at the end of that day
i was more than glad to have gotten away
several days later i was still quite sore
from the pummeling received from the witch next door

the woman really could ride a man's meat
i'm sure many before me has tasted defeat
of one thing i am very sure
i'll never ask for more from the witch next door

 

[ewopper]

She comes to me on moon-lit nights
through the portals of my mind
dressed in see through gown of white
looking o' so vivaciously fine

peeling away her garmental restraints
they drop sensually to the floor
as images of pleasure my imagination paints
of what the night has in store

climbing into bed bedside me
her warm body my emotions arouse
as in foreplay we indulge instantly
building the rooms of love's sensual house

going down on me she awakens feelings
so familiar yet so strange
sending my very senses reeling
as I try to adapt to each change

my jism seems to explode everywhere
as she tries to gulp it all down
opening my eyes there is no one there
nor any sign of anyone to be found

sticky pajamas the only sign
that i was visited by this sensual queen
who shared moments in sweet places of the mind
leaving me with intimate wet dreams

 

[ewopper]

Intimate Wet Dreams

She comes to me on moon-lit nights
through the portals of my mind
dressed in see through gown of white
looking o' so vivaciously fine

peeling away her garmental restraints
they drop sensually to the floor
as images of pleasure my imagination paints
of what the night has in store

climbing into bed bedside me
her warm body my emotions arouse
as in foreplay we indulge instantly
building the rooms of love's sensual house

going down on me she awakens feelings
so familiar yet so strange
sending my very senses reeling
as I try to adapt to each change

my jism seems to explode everywhere
as she tries to gulp it all down
opening my eyes there is no one there
nor any sign of anyone to be found

sticky pajamas the only sign
that i was visited by this sensual queen
who shared moments in sweet places of the mind
leaving me with intimate wet dreams

 

[Jennifer C]

lol

She comes to me on moon-lit nights
through the portals of my mind
dressed in see through gown of white
looking o' so vivaciously fine

peeling away her garmental restraints
they drop sensually to the floor
as images of pleasure my imagination paints
of what the night has in store

climbing into bed bedside me
her warm body my emotions arouse
as in foreplay we indulge instantly
building the rooms of love's sensual house

going down on me she awakens feelings
so familiar yet so strange
sending my very senses reeling
as I try to adapt to each change

my jism seems to explode everywhere
as she tries to gulp it all down
opening my eyes there is no one there
nor any sign of anyone to be found

sticky pajamas the only sign
that i was visited by this sensual queen
who shared moments in sweet places of the mind
leaving me with intimate wet dreams

Oh I love this!...

Thanks for sharing ewopper and pls cum again...

 

[tungtied2u]

Crazy bubbles

Work weary, you slowly sink
into the warm, fragrant water
jasmine scented steam
induces dreams of he who
seems so distant during these
trying times

Your mind wanders, floats
amidst the bath bubbles,
leaves your troubles sinking
to the tub bottom

Aches turn to yearning
for too long absent caresses
palms cupping your breasts,
which now bob like bouys
on an empty ocean

Eyelids drop like sailcloth
catch your desires, carry you
to past ports of call
where the two of you
roamed cobblestone streets,
heels clicking to heartbeats,
along stucco walled alleys
with alcove cafes, lovers laughing

Even now, the lighthouse beacon
pulses pink in your vision
his kisses linger on your forehead,
across your face and down your body
leaving in their wake,
remembrances of fingernails
traced along your thighs

You open your eyes,
the room is shadowed
with candlelight illumination
he is there, preparing to please you,
underwater exploration is his specialty

knees spread, his head bows
in search of buried treasure,
he submerges, purges his lungs
sends jets of air surging
whirling along pleasures passage
massaging, tingling, tickling

toes curl, tummy clenches
fingers reel his face into you,
you realize this is no mirage,
but the return of your wayward sailor
showering you in adoration

 

[champagne1982]

Work weary, you slowly sink
into the warm, fragrant water
jasmine scented steam
induces dreams of he who
seems so distant during these
trying times

Your mind wanders, floats
amidst the bath bubbles,
leaves your troubles sinking
to the tub bottom

Aches turn to yearning
for too long absent caresses
palms cupping your breasts,
which now bob like bouys
on an empty ocean

Eyelids drop like sailcloth
catch your desires, carry you
to past ports of call
where the two of you
roamed cobblestone streets,
heels clicking to heartbeats,
along stucco walled alleys
with alcove cafes, lovers laughing

Even now, the lighthouse beacon
pulses pink in your vision
his kisses linger on your forehead,
across your face and down your body
leaving in their wake,
remembrances of fingernails
traced along your thighs

You open your eyes,
the room is shadowed
with candlelight illumination
he is there, preparing to please you,
underwater exploration is his specialty

knees spread, his head bows
in search of buried treasure,
he submerges, purges his lungs
sends jets of air surging
whirling along pleasures passage
massaging, tingling, tickling

toes curl, tummy clenches
fingers reel his face into you,
you realize this is no mirage,
but the return of your wayward sailor
showering you in adoration

Waking from an elusive dream
to find a love-slick coating
on my thighs and swollen lips
from kissed greetings

this is the only way to stagger to the kitchen for a caffiene fix.

Wow and good morning.

 

[Jennifer C]

Work weary, you slowly sink
into the warm, fragrant water
jasmine scented steam
induces dreams of he who
seems so distant during these
trying times

Your mind wanders, floats
amidst the bath bubbles,
leaves your troubles sinking
to the tub bottom

Aches turn to yearning
for too long absent caresses
palms cupping your breasts,
which now bob like bouys
on an empty ocean

Eyelids drop like sailcloth
catch your desires, carry you
to past ports of call
where the two of you
roamed cobblestone streets,
heels clicking to heartbeats,
along stucco walled alleys
with alcove cafes, lovers laughing

Even now, the lighthouse beacon
pulses pink in your vision
his kisses linger on your forehead,
across your face and down your body
leaving in their wake,
remembrances of fingernails
traced along your thighs

You open your eyes,
the room is shadowed
with candlelight illumination
he is there, preparing to please you,
underwater exploration is his specialty

knees spread, his head bows
in search of buried treasure,
he submerges, purges his lungs
sends jets of air surging
whirling along pleasures passage
massaging, tingling, tickling

toes curl, tummy clenches
fingers reel his face into you,
you realize this is no mirage,
but the return of your wayward sailor
showering you in adoration

Thanks for this tungtied2u, I love it... your poetry is inspirational...

 

[Jennifer C]

Waking from an elusive dream
to find a love-slick coating
on my thighs and swollen lips
from kissed greetings

this is the only way to stagger to the kitchen for a caffiene fix.

Wow and good morning.

Thanks Carrie and what a way to start the morning!!...

 

[PatCarrington]

Thanks Carrie and what a way to start the morning!!...

jennifer,

you really are the hostess with the mostest around here.

you're very lovable.

 

[Jennifer C]

jennifer,

you really are the hostess with the mostest around here.

you're very lovable.

Aaawww Pat...your gonna make me blush... ...lol.

Thank you, that's so sweet...

 

[Jennifer C]

By Langston Hughes

The Dream Keeper
Bring me all of your dreams,
you dreamers,
Bring me all your heart melodies,
that I may wrap them in a blue cloud cloth,
Away from the too rough fingers of the world

 

[Jennifer C]

Poem to the Mysterious Woman



I have dreamed so much of you

that you lose your reality

Is there still time to reach that living body

and kiss on that mouth the birth

of the voice which is dear to me.

I have dreamed so much of you

that my arms accustomed while embracing your shadow

to folding over my breast would not bend

to the shape of your body perhaps.

And that, before the real appearance of what has haunted me

and ruled me for days and years

I should become doubtless a shade,

O sentimental scales

I have dreamed of you so much that it is no longer right

for me to awaken. I sleep standing my body exposed to

all the appearances of life and love, and you, the only

one who counts today for me, I could touch your brow

and your lips less

than the lips and brow of the finest person who came.

I have dreamed so much of you

walked so much, spoken, lain with your phantom that all

I have to do now perhaps is to be a phantom among

phantoms and a ghost a hundred times more than the

ghost who walks and will walk gaily over the sun-dial

of your life.

Robert Desnos

 

[RhymeFairy]

Teach Me

Pet me sweetly.
Show me kindness.
Whisper words of love,
in my lil ears.

Pet me some more.
Let me feel your fingers,
upon my skin

Nuzzle me,
close.
Let me learn,
your voice
Your touch
Your command

Encourage me,
to do your bidding.
Praise me,
with your admiration.
Cover me,
with your liquid desire.

Show me how,
to fly high in your arms.
Touching the sky,
to bring back stardust,
within my fingers
for you...

 

[Jennifer C]

Pet me sweetly.
Show me kindness.
Whisper words of love,
in my lil ears.

Pet me some more.
Let me feel your fingers,
upon my skin

Nuzzle me,
close.
Let me learn,
your voice
Your touch
Your command

Encourage me,
to do your bidding.
Praise me,
with your admiration.
Cover me,
with your liquid desire.

Show me how,
to fly high in your arms.
Touching the sky,
to bring back stardust,
within my fingers
for you...

Thanks for that RF, wonderful as usual...

 

[Jennifer C]

Another Fan
(Mademoiselle Mallarme's)

Dear dreamer, help me to take off
Into my pathless, pure delight,
By always holding in your glove
My wing, a thin pretence of flight.

A freshness as of twilight brushes
Against you as you flutter me,
And each imprisoned wing-beat pushes
Back the horizon tenderly.

It's dizzying: shivers run through space
Like an enormous kiss, which, mad
At being born for no one's face,
Can not discharge, nor yet subside.

Don't you feel heaven is shy? It slips,
Blushing, a piece of laughter stifled,
Down by the corner of your lips
To hide in my concerted fold.

This sceptre rules the banks of rose
And pools of evening's golden mire,
This flying whiteness that you close
And land beside a bracelet's fire.

Stephane Mallarme

 

[Jennifer C]

DREAMS

SUBCONSCIOUS, IMAGINARY

SLEEPING, WISHING,THINKING

FANTASY, ACTUALITY, VISION, GENUINE

BEING, SEEING, KNOWING, AUTHENTIC, FACTUAL

REALITY

 

[ewopper]

Oh I love this!...

Thanks for sharing ewopper and pls cum again...

Thank you I have some posted under Romantic poems by ewopper and friends please stop by, read them, and let me know what you think and feel free to post there too

 

[Jennifer C]

Thank you I have some posted under Romantic poems by ewopper and friends please stop by, read them, and let me know what you think and feel free to post there too

Thanks I will...

 

[ewopper]

Thanks I will...

thank you for being so sweet

 

[RhymeFairy]

shower me with
kisses
let them flow
around
drop me to my
knees
hands hit the
ground

feeling our
love
afloat in the
air
worship and
honor
the one
I love

flying away
with him
on the wings
of a dove ...


a short one ...
just a very nice thought ~

 

[Jennifer C]

thank you for being so sweet

my pleasure...

 

[Jennifer C]

shower me with
kisses
let them flow
around
drop me to my
knees
hands hit the
ground

feeling our
love
afloat in the
air
worship and
honor
the one
I love

flying away
with him
on the wings
of a dove ...


a short one ...
just a very nice thought ~

It's a lovely thought ~ thank you for sharing it with me today...

you have such a kind heart...