What do I like?
Simple enough. What if I really don’t know.
I like the spontaneous nature of a sex.
Each unique. Like a sunset. You think you know the beautiful colors to come but each time somehow different from the last. Thankfully surprising.
Only now have I begun to explore the very meaning of what do I like difficult to say too early to tell
This new path is like becoming bilinguial. Simultaneously learning you and me.
Good Morning Monday
I think I’m ready
Over cast skies gray like my pearls
Milky irradesiance.
Reflective like my words
True cause and effect
Remember never to neglect feelings and toes.
Here’s to no Monday woes!
“Now have look with your preternatural eyes!”
See the world that is a lie
Filled up with sell outs
Who constantly yell out
A moment of fame and seconds later we forget your name
Uppin the ante tryin to fill your fancy wantin to appear like Nancy Drew
Like you’re some sleuth. Incapable of detecting let alone catching a crook
Time to take a second look in the mirror.
Hate to scare ya.
Discerning truth from lie.
Angel from demon.
Peaking through the curtain.
No more blinders to easy to find ya
Living your damnable lives
Constantly moving
Trying to stay on the ground
Quick steps
Bad bets
Lots of upsets
What’s up next?
A different flow
Time to go
Quick Steps
Constantly moving
Must keep grooving
Keeping faith
Giving chase
Looking for a dream that’s not to obscene.
A Blessed life thanking Jeshua twice a third for good measure
Never to sever the line to heaven
Climbing like Jacob…
working straight sevens is no the way to get to heaven.
not a pause not a chance not even a lil’ dance.
hustle and bustle of the city grind.
just work on my mind.
body at the breaking point but I truly don’t care.
bills to pay donations to make
let me grab the rake.
never a dull moment not even to take a breath.
brief moment back at the nest unlikely to rest.
Alone with my thoughts and they drift to you.
Another deja vu’ leading back to we.
A glimpse a flicker even a bumper sticker.
A wooded path an iron gate even fish and bait.
Too many wires to get crossed another reason to get sauced.
Panic of the unknown chills me to the bone.
Fearful of what is now taboo…
You.
Sail away with me to Rue Pardis.
On the horizon we can see far
let’s let the far fade like the stars.
Awakening of desire
Desires of Love
Love to Love
The fantasy of Mister RightYour amazing body
On my precious body
Discovery of Pleasure
Sex without Fear.Bonds created by sex
The wilderness of Lust
The innocence of lost
Chaos of faith and FreedomNo words to be said
The moment to be judged
It is hard to love
Even harder to buildIf you can love me
I commit me existence
It will define me
Yet my fears will remain.By: J.Marc
This poem what written in response to the reading of a book of poetry I wrote by a friend of mine. He loves to read. But, always found himself nervous about writing. So, I guess I inspired him to write and I wanted to share this with the world. I hope he won’t mind.:)
in this place time stands still
here its quiet, peaceful even.
in this place time we do pace
here we exist.
in this place I see we
possibly even three,
maybe even a future weaved in.
in this place
Wandering from place to place
never settling down. Nomadic soldiers
never stop moving. Like sand forever
moving in the wind. Never to look back.
No regrets. No sorrows. No… nothing.
Endless pinks clouds over barren wasteland.
Yet travelers have no home, we continue to go
and never to stand eternally still.
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