Poem: Untitled

Love only awakens to a pure tender soul,
Much like a beautiful flower does to the Sun,
Unafraid of the elements the seasons bring,
Because there is a rhythm in the day’s breeze,
A coolness in the night’s air,
Meaning the wind always blows,
In the direction of the windmill,
That provides energy to our souls,
That can never be destroyed, only regenerated.

~~ “DaInfamous”

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Poem: Lady with the Butterfly Tattoo

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Caramelized skin,
Beautiful Smile,
Delicate features,
Exquisite frame,
With hips that sway like the spring flowers,
In an open field,
Tenderly bending back and forth,
Accepting the breeze,
Absorbing the sun,
Sprouting plump fruits,
Swollen and enriched,
Capable of sustaining life,
And satisfying hunger,
But for now,
The flowers spread and bloom,
Producing sweet pollen,
Attracting the inhabitants of the land,
From deep within the forest,
So that they may feed and reproduce,
And dance amongst the grass,
As they kiss each flower that they pass,
Wondering if they can see the colors,
Of taste the difference in the morning dew,
I’ll be that flower in her garden,
So that I can attract the woman with the Butterfly tattoo!

~~DaInfamous

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Poem: Street of Blades

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The light shines bright only on dark nights,
When you are trying to find your way,
Tip toeing thru alleys littered with blades,
That are cutting at your soles,
While your soul bleeds.
And With every step you make,
It seems like you’re just closer to death,
As each blade divides flesh from bone,
Sending only shock to your nerves,
As the pain dissipates into palpitations,
Causing heavy breathing,
Causing you to sit down, and attempt to get control,
Of your balance,
But the ground grabs at your ankles.
So the earth,
Can remind you of its presence,
It sprouts Lillie’s in between your toes,
And their stems remind you of the tenderness,
In the world,
But the dirt is hard,
And it’s texture is rough,
It’s there for you to walk on,
But your body is the only payment that’s enough,
To satisfy its beautiful appetite.

~~~DaInfamous
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Poem: Moonlight

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Quiet touches in the dark,
As fingertips generate energy,
Causing power to flow back and forth,
In a symmetrical pattern,
Where the center always spins on an axis,
Causing the tides to rise from low to high,
Where the currents can be calm and rough,
But the motion always remains consistent,
Aggressively persistent,
In making sure the waters reach the bare shore,
To wash away the remnants of the day,
And the cool waters can flow in between our toes,
As we walk along the sand,
And I can see the moon’s reflection in your eyes,
Revealing the path of my destiny,
But most importance is that you are next to me!

~~~DaInfamous

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Poem: Tenderness

She climbs the hill with such tenderness,
Because her mound is smooth,
and her breathing is like a cool breeze,
bringing chills to the spine,
of the Love that carries her thru,
and always makes her want to come……………. Back Home!
~~~DaInfamous

Poem: Awaken

When Love can bring out your primal instincts,
Focus on the touch that makes you roar,
Listen for the sounds you’ve never heard before,
Take a deep breath and smell only its aroma,
Keep a trained eye on the movement of your prey,
Savor the flavor as the taste awakens the beast in you!
~~~DaInfamous