As Her Mind Dreams And Speaks Behind Closed Eyes
The Sunlight Beams And Peeks Behind Closed Blinds
Spying And Fawning; Tiding The Dawn In
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Behold Her Fair Skin; Sun Kissed; The Namesake Captured
Control Wears Thin; How To Resist; Day Break's Rapture
Waiting To Soak In Her Waking Moment
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Her Eyes Open, A Work Of Art, Shades Of Brown And Amber
I'm Eloped In My Warm Heart's Cascade Of Sound And Clamor
It Beats And Blares, As She Blinks And Glares
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A Timid Smile Spreads From Ear To Ear As If She Was Replaying
The Vivid Wilds That Lead Us Here, Before Playfully Saying
"Like The View?" ...If She Only Knew...
Written by Joseph Emiliani
Posted on 05/22/13
Mothers Day
The Worlds First Doctor Was A Mother. Drying Eyes And Consoling While Holding Her Patient And Diagnosing With An All Knowing Attention And Prescribing Affection In Small Doses Of Kisses And Hugs. There Was No Bump Or Scrape That Could Escape The Medicinal Magic Of Her Maternal Love. Now As We Venture Beyond The Swings And Monkey Bars, The Cuts That Would Once Bleed Have Scarred And The Tears Of Adolescence Have Lessened With Each New Lesson Life Has Taught. With Every Illness We Had Caught, Her Eyes Would Swell With Kind Concern As If She Were Wishing For The Return Of My Perfect Health. Well Except For That One Time We Caught Mono And We All Know The First Words Out Of Her Mouth Were “Who Have You Been Kissing!?!” Fractures Evolved From Hairline To Flat Line As Broken Hearts Shattered Into Shards Of Regret And Doubt And Without Hesitation She Began The Application Of Innately Benevolent Bandages And Splints And Even Though Our Hearts Were Cracked And Split, It Wasn’t Long Before Each Piece Was Placed Right Back Where It Belonged Because No Matter What Problems Another’s Love Could Cause There’s No Problem A Mothers Love Couldn’t Solve. She Taught Us That Failure Is Inconsequential Then Lead Us To A Mirror And Stood Us Face To Face With Potential. Reminding Us That Even Though Our Dreams Are Like A Fruit At Hands Grasp Waiting To Be Picked And Peeled To Still Reel For The Constellations. She Nurtured Our Imaginations And Taught Us That Life Is More Than Living. Wanting, Yearning, Wishing, Are All A Part Of Being And Seeing Isn’t Believing But Rather Hoping Is Knowing. So We Leap Faithfully Into Her Arms Because We Know She Will Always Catch Us. Every Encouraging Thing She May Say Could Be Considered Cliché If Not For The Pride She Displayed At The Very Mention Of Our Success. So Today We Pay Tribute To You. The Smile Who Lit And Shined Through Our Darkest Times And Help To Guide Us Through It. The Voice That Still Whispers, “You Can Do It”. The Curator Who Collected And Stored Every Poorly Drawn Picture We Posted On The Refrigerator Door. The Author Who Graced The Face Of Our Very First Page With “Once Upon A Time”. The Artist Who’s Ideals And Views Painted A Portrait In Vivid Hues Of The World And All That’s Best In It. So Let Our Words Stand As Testament. Before The Day Moves On Allow Me To Say… “I Love You Mom.”
Written by Joseph Emiliani
Posted on 05/12/13
Grammatic Gratification
My Fingers Touching Her Body; Tracing Her Every Curve
Like Reading Braille, Slowly Caressing Her Every Word
Our Pleasure Personified In Passionate Poetry Punctuated With Pants And Purrs
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She Admires My "Dic...tion" As She Begins To Touch On
Our Sultry Sentences Conjugate And Run On
I Indulge In Her Eloquence, My Lips Play On Her Words; She Begs Me To "Pun" On
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Her Linguistics Linger Lightly Upon My Lips And Index
Steadily Studying Her Stanzas As I Pry Between Its Texts
Innuendo Initiates Idioms Like "Oh God Don't Stop!" Mmm... The Dialect Of Sex
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Perfect Pronunciation As I Penetrate Page After Page
Spine Arched And Covers Creased As She Screams My Name
Calling And Crying, Desperately Fighting And Tying To Hold The End At Bay
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Faster And Faster As I Thumb Through Chapters
We Gasp And Clamor, As I Grab And Grasp Her
The Sweetness Of Climax Told By The Touch Of Her Gratifying Grammar
Written by Joseph Emiliani
Posted on 05/11/13
Rain On Her
For Her All The World Is But A Stage
As The Neon Lights Glow And Fade
Upon A Brass Pole She Slides And Sways
With Bated Breath She Sets Souls Ablaze
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Rhythmic Seduction; Wide Eyes Gaze On
Melodious Bliss; Deep Pockets Pay On
A Torrential Downpour; Dollars Rain On
If Music Truly Be The Food Of Love; Play On
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Every Man’s Dream; Sex Appeal Personified
Fantasies Fulfilled As Singles Fall And Fly
If Only She Would Stay And Dance All The Night
Her Body Listens As My Heart Calls And Cries
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The Room's Attention She Grabs And Borrows
Yet Once The Song Ends And The Bars Close
All Realize; Parting Is Such Sweet Sorrow
So I Shall Say Good Night; Good Night Till It Be Morrow
Written by Joseph Emiliani
Posted on 05/10/13
Constellation
As The Daylight Fades And Gives Way To Twilights Accommodations
She Lay Upon My Bedspread And My Head Sped To Unbridled Sensation
Her Heavenly Body Cast Across Silk Sheets She Fills Me With Fascination
My Newly Adorned Decor That Lay Before My Headboard Shined Bright Like A Constellation
As Her Eyes Grasp And Hold Me She Slowly Reaches For My Orion's Belt
Then I Knew That Through My Fawning She Heard My Body Calling, Crying For Help
And Even Though I May Lose Control, Saying No Would Only Be Denying Myself
So I Let Her Untether A Pleasure That We Cherish And Treasure Together The Deeper We Delve
Touching And Tasting Embracing Everything That This Night Has To Offer
She Begs And Pleads For Things From Moist Dreams Making The Scene Hotter
Sampling Her Fantasies She Demands Of Me Faster And Harder Then Slower And Softer
A Star, I Fall And Shift, Lost Adrift In Her Milkyway I'm Thrilled To Play In Her Little Dipper's Water
I Kiss Her And Lift Her To Heights That Might Graze Upon The Dawn Of Elation
Satisfaction Expressed Til All That's Left Are Gasps For Breath And Bodies Wet With Condensation
While Moans And Purrs Reoccur, She Tightens Her Grip, Biting Her Lips; Climatic Connotation
So For A Single Night We Become Entwined, Two Jewels In The Sky, Personified Like Constellations
Written by Joseph Emiliani
Posted on 05/08/13
