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Moods.-by-Matthew F. Blowers III
LOVE brings
heart racing
against the mind
not caring which one wins
can't sleep
can't wait
phone screams silently
never loud enough
to suit you
can't breathe as well
when near that special soul
that entices
lips hunger
hands feel so empty
hanging useless at ones hips
days drag by dry
without the presence
of that one and only
LUST brings
hard hot
wet smooth
tingling straining
jeans tighten
loins moisten
aching with needs to be
against something
pressed
caressed...unleashed
then stroked
thrust inside
slip and slide
plunge and find
release
HATE brings
fire and frost
side by side
in your guts
pounding at your temples
burning waves of adrenaline
roaring in your ears
fist itching to smash
walls look good
phones slam
doors too
cut and slash
rip and bash
emotions exploding
taking any way out
JOY brins
bubbles...tickles
butterflies all
holding a party
in your tummy
dancing excitingly
through your head
inviting smiles
heartwarmers
and spontaneous laughter
to entertain you
at no expense
throughout that perfect day
sighs of satisfaction
energy courses
deep in your veins
little hops and bounces
invade your steps
ecstacy overwhelms your senses
and life is a pinnacle
upon which you dance a merry jig
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By Art~Whimsically YoursLOVE brings
heart racing
against the mind
not caring which one wins
can't sleep
can't wait
phone screams silently
never loud enough
to suit you
can't breathe as well
when near that special soul
that entices
lips hunger
hands feel so empty
hanging useless at ones hips
days drag by dry
without the presence
of that one and only
LUST brings
hard hot
wet smooth
tingling straining
jeans tighten
loins moisten
aching with needs to be
against something
pressed
caressed...unleashed
then stroked
thrust inside
slip and slide
plunge and find
release
HATE brings
fire and frost
side by side
in your guts
pounding at your temples
burning waves of adrenaline
roaring in your ears
fist itching to smash
walls look good
phones slam
doors too
cut and slash
rip and bash
emotions exploding
taking any way out
JOY brins
bubbles...tickles
butterflies all
holding a party
in your tummy
dancing excitingly
through your head
inviting smiles
heartwarmers
and spontaneous laughter
to entertain you
at no expense
throughout that perfect day
sighs of satisfaction
energy courses
deep in your veins
little hops and bounces
invade your steps
ecstacy overwhelms your senses
and life is a pinnacle
upon which you dance a merry jig