A STREAM OF WORDS

By Charles Robert Lindholm 

I thought that when the hurting stopped
my heart would just stop sending
words to put on paper
and I’d have to stop pretending 

HAIKU: MY HEART REMEMBERS

By Charles Robert Lindholm

Yesterdays are past

#50 POETRY =

By Charles Robert Lindholm 

Poetry =

ORGASMIC

Please read this stimulating and erotic poem “Orgasmic” and see if it puts you “In The Mood”!!!

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GIDDY WITH EXCITEMENT,

BURNING WITH DESIRE,

I TAKE A BREATH, I HEAVE A SIGH,

MY HEAD IS IN A SPIN.

DRINKING IN THIS MOMENT,

WANTING IT TO LAST,

SWEATING AS I SCREAM YOUR NAME,

MY BODY IS ON FIRE.

YOUR SCENT ENGULFS MY BODY,

THE TWO OF US ARE ONE,

MY LITTLE TOE IT TWITCHES,

MY BRAIN IT HAS GONE NUMB.

A MISSILE LAUNCH ON READY,

A TECTONIC SHIFT OCCURS,

INTOXICATING  FIREWORKS,

EXPLODE TO COLOUR MY WORLD.

SKIN ON SKIN,

TONGUES ENTWINED,

MY BODY’S ALMOST SPENT,

MY SCREAMS ABATE TO PLEASURED MOANS.

MY BODY SMELLS OF SEX

AN AFTERGLOW OF LOVE TRANSPIRES,

I SMILE AND CLOSE MY EYES,

STATIC MEMORIES SHOOTING,

THROUGH MY STIMULATED MIND.

FIONA

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