A poem written after being away from my love for 3 months, and am now finally heading home … 🙂
a trail of discarded clothes leads to a pit of desire primal urges released tenderness and lust a little bit of animal is exposed conflicting emotions tender caresses unleashing sweat, tears, yearning and savagery bitten by love drowning in our love as I drink of you sated yet still hungry drenched in love and lust we sleep
© 2017 michael d emmerich
red mist glazes over it’s to dark to see the eyes glaze over into that 1000 yard stare darkness draws nigh the veil is torn the pathway opens yes, I have seen the world but not sure which darkness draws nigh I am coming not one second to soon as the tragedy of history repeats itself
© 2017 michael d emmerich
time spent apart is lost in life’s forgotten mist never to be recovered lost but not forgotten distance …. makes the heart grow distant bridging the gap of miles never comes easy broken bridges, rebuilt over time broken memories need to be stronger than any broken bridge absence …. makes the heart grow absent times cloak of darkness descends and masks light, love and memories build memories must be built to withstand the storms of life when miles come between love like time is constant
© 2017 michael d emmerich
My 55th birthday poem, a present to myself …. you decide if it is inspiring or depressing ….♥
closer to the edge
day by day
I skirt the sepia
my darkness
my solitude
I’ll lock the door
block the door
maybe step outside
and change the world
welcome to my world
my inner eternal battles
where even blood is gray
when coagulated by time
hope pushes out fear
pain and despair
is it all in vain
as I chase the gray
tears from above go whence? after they fall tears of love, grief, joy cutting paths leaving scars at journeys end what becomes of them do they remain? as vessels filled with pain and love to heal or to harm? either way they have a story to tell which must be heard
© 2017 michael d emmerich
finish line is in sight it’s a dead heat we are all the same no one is better than the rest is that what we believe? all equal or all individuals? what says the revolution? nothing to win or lose mediocrity of equality what of dreams, aspirations look up not down be desirous aspirational of your future be exactly ……… like you
© 2017 michael d emmerich
our skin mine, yours becomes …… my second skin that smell exquisite taste lingers on still it surrounds me oh to touch my beloved and slip into that skin it fits like a glove
© 2017 michael d emmerich
I wrote this poem last year… and at present, I am away from my love on an extended project, and I really miss her touch, smell, closeness… Nothing can beat the touch, caress and closeness of a loved one. Skype and Facetime cannot compete. Miss you my love ..
welcome back my friends to the show that never ends the curve of your neck the sound of your name the arch of your back and hints of flesh the beat of your heart, the seduction arcade the red of your heartbeat the smell of the sheets imprints in the bed footprints in the sand the beat of your heart, the seduction arcade whispers in the air the touch of your tongue the heat of your skin silk in your hair the beat of your heart, the seduction arcade water on your skin lace across your body leather and feathers the textures arouse the beat of your heart, the seduction arcade the colours of lust the setting sun the eclipse of your heart and tears on your cheeks the beat of your heart, the seduction arcade the rise of your breasts the mist of your breath like mist on the moors it doesn’t have to make sense still you turn me on the beat of your heart, continues the seduction arcade
© 2016 michael d emmerich
no retreat always engage if not what’s the point? we all change the world everyday you must choose construct or destruct reject isolationism embrace the world engage if not change all grains of sand have value do right to them while hanging in the balance of the reality of life when you turn and look back what do you see? what good am I if I retreat from reality ignoring your pain turning my back while you die what qualities do we espouse? most of the time some of the time
© 2017 michael d emmerich
masters, wise men, fools what's the difference? who makes the rules? coz' they get broken eventually that's their appeal masters, be at war or peace like life they build up and break down leaving life or death in their wake got nothing to live up to even when they fail is paradise in hell has heaven been on earth? time will tell has it been worth it what is your life worth? resist dismiss this constant struggle an eternal youthful mind constantly engaging positively life affirming existence is what is at stake
© 2017 michael d emmerich
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