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Poetry by Sienna V:
First Love, Magic, Farewell Sweet Prince, Afterglow of Love, Love Intermission
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First Love audio
Will there ever be another
Like the one and only first?
The innocence, the purity
True love, the best, the worst.
The luxury of memories
Perfection, barring none
Nothing else compares to it
The first, the special one.
Less baggage weighing on the souls,
More room for lust so sweet
Treasure chests of platinum
Combine with passion's heat.
Electric hands, magnetic cells
Sparks above, below
Wild energies, young auras meld,
Waves rise while rivers flow.
Can there ever be another
Like your one and only first?
The innocence, the purity
True love, the best, the worst.
Farewell Sweet Prince
audio
To the King of Worldly Users,
My sweet Prince of all Abusers,
Your kingdom has just decreased by my one.
Where you once claimed your success
In a reign of heartlessness
Your Supreme Ruler days, by now, are all but gone.
Don't tease me, tempt me, try me anymore.
I cannot bear it; I won't open up my door.
It shall not matter if you plead on your knees and cry
Since I prefer to love, not pretend to live a lie.
Farewell, oh handsome King,
Who always made my soft heart sing
And filled my days and nights with mad desire.
You said our spirits danced
In a bliss of sweet romance
How blind I was to not see you're a liar.
Too bad you still intoxicate me
There's naught, Sir, I can do
But try to shut the magic off
In life devoid of you.
Don't tease me, tempt me, try me anymore.
I cannot bear it; I won't open up my door.
It will not matter if you plead on your knees and cry
Since I prefer to love, not pretend to live a lie .
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Magic audio
I couldn't stay in bed
The magic's trapped inside my head
It beats its rhythm on my soul
Sweet fulfillment as its goal.
It's with a star to light the way
in any darkness, night, or day.
With dawn's sun to warm the heart,
It's us, the moment that we start.
Intense, immense,
Dances in the clouds;
Feasts of treats,
Salacious gluttony abounds.
So,
I couldn't stay in bed
The magic's trapped inside my head
It beats its rhythm on my soul
Sweet fulfillment as its goal.
Afterglow of Love
audio
Just before I wake
I feel warmth upon my face
of the sun
streaming in from above.
I lay there
dreaming of your embrace,
basking in the afterglow of love.
Sweet aroma of our
special mingled scents
fills the morning air
like it's the present tense.
Delicious tastes of you
linger on my lips,
still sense the feel of you
upon my fingertips.
The warm sensation
when you whisper in my ear,
tender strength of your arms
when you pull me near.
Loving touch of your hands
when you hold me, oh so tight.
Your body's caring circle
envelopes me through the night.
My eyes open slowly,
reality returns.
The crash took you forever.
My heart begins to burn.
But, just before I wake
I feel warmth upon my face
of the sun
streaming in from above.
I lay there
still dreaming of your embrace,
basking in the afterglow of love. |
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Words, like love, are magical. Sometimes a poem comes from that space of love and fun - Simple, rhythmic fun. :)
You may have fantasized about your first love.
How many people have reunited only to discover their fantasies outshone the reality?
Farewell Sweet Prince,
In this tongue-in-cheek, dump-a-guy rhyme, the artfully chosen words adeptly stroke the dumpee both ways.
It was time to write a bittersweet rhyme.
Afterglow of Love is a celebration of joyous love.
Note: Poetry skimmers often miss the depth of the story.
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Although this is not a rhyme,
it falls into the romance category:
Love Intermission
I see you
When I close my eyes
Young, strong, and proud.
The warmth of your being
Envelopes me, remaining
Even when you're nowhere near.
A simple caress
Makes my spirit soar
like wind
Through an open field.
Hold on to yourself,
You are just so dear!
Like a breath of early morning air,
Each one producing more euphoria
than the last.
Your zest for life, exciting,
Makes each moment with you
So wonderfully fulfilling.
Time for a break . . .
a love intermission . . .
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