A new love poem!
via “Blessed” – a poem.
via “Blessed” – a poem.
New love poem “My World” on blog!
I love when we are close.
Touch is so necessary at times,
The world’s needs pressing in on us until it seems there’s no escape.
I need your arms,
The feel of your skin on mine to ground me.
I need your lips,
The way you brush them over my forehead,
The way you love so completely,
not just with your body but with your soul as well.
The comfort of having you near is more than I can ever explain.
I’m not sure when I knew you were mine.
Sometimes I think it was that careful dance around each other that we had at first.
When I dared you to kiss me,
You did and I’ll never forget it.
I feel it every time our lips meet,
The way I can get so lost in you.
It seems I’ve always known you were my future.
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A certain type in order to stay,
How I am and not to change,
As this attitude is all the rage,
Looking around a media obsessed,
Society that is totally fixed on being the best,
This technology is it meant to make us feel blessed,
As we put our bodies under more stress,
Polite old school manners scrapped as modern slang expressions take order,
No wonder most of us claim to have a disorder,
If society doesn’t accept me as yesterday,
Today nor tomorrow so my soul just weeps and has no hooray.
A person or persons,
Should never forget their place….
Yes they do,
Children speak as if they are right,
Parents no longer able to keep discipline tight,
Always getting into a fight,
Being let out every night,
Even after last light.
Yes they do,
People not all are bad,
But some are preaching just a tad,
Acting like they own the streets like last nights drunken lad,
Thinking our system is a fad,
Trying to change the code of our lands,
Our morals pure and fair, isn’t it about time we make a stand.
Yes they do,
Our prided joy,
Of every round,
Around every inch of our counties towns,
Now empty filled with frowns,
Use to shine with passion and love like a crown,
The heart of a community funny joking clowns.
Yes they do,
As we wouldn’t we feel so much oppression,
As the riches cleanse the cities of the working class for their latest possession,
Rights have become the latest obsession,
That helped sink us into this recession,
Ain’t it about time government gave a confession.
‘Push an’ Shove’ is a poem that will feature in my upcoming book ‘My World’
Push an’ shove such a funny fn’ aint it,
It can drive yew up da wall,
Can get on yaaahr nerves,
Make yew go loopy aaaht ov yaaahr wits,
Let i’ still makes yaaahr Mars and Venus stand tall.
Push an’ shove yew liked i’ wiv a bi’ ov meat,
As yew drive in fer anuvver dance on da dance ‘all,
Yaahr ‘ands love ‘em curves,
As yew shake or yaahr kit,
Le’ in ‘ i’ all aaaht an sprawl.
Push an’ shove its yew like a player’s goal ‘it,
Yaaahr ‘eart ‘as met its wishin’ call,
You wish yew can ‘ang on ter dis love an’ preserve,
Never wantin’ ter let go ov its grip,
You moan but yew know yew got i’ all.
A poem that will feature in my upcoming poetry book ‘My World’
Text copyright © Helen Ingram 2014
Allure me to your eternal flame,
My roar no longer can tame,
Strip me down right down to the bone,
Kiss my soft trembling lips,
As thee raises thy above thees throne,
Thy heart starts to skip.
You know the motions feel the same,
Ride me as fast as the underground train,
As I bite my lip as you make thy groan,
Tie me to your shrine and get out the whip,
As thee gently strokes my hipbone,
We sail like the motion of seawater under a ship.
Nobody can put words or name,
Our unquestionable dirty shame,
Our hearts no longer feel alone,
As he teases me so and goes in for another slip,
As we reach our climax groan,
Moist, as thee puts my ticker on a trip.
My lover always well equipped,
As you write our own seductive fairytale script.
I love your kisses.
I could write sonnets about your mouth,
the bow of your lips,
the power of those lips on mine, on my body.
I could write on and on because you have so many different kisses.
You have a hello kiss,
the one you greet me with.
You have a goodbye kiss;
it’s not a real goodbye kiss,
just a “hey, I’ll see you in a few days but I really don’t want to go” kiss.
You have a loving kiss;
I can feel your tenderness,
your affection for me in spades.
I close my eyes as your lips press to my brow or my cheek.
You have a gentleman kiss (I’ve always thought you were one).
With that kiss, I feel like the lady you’ve always said I was.
You kiss my hand or make a gesture that cements what I know about you,
a man of honor to the core.
You have a patient kiss too,
the kind where we feel unhurried.
I could drown in that kiss forever.
It is undemanding, yet still passionate somehow.
Then there is your sexy kiss,
the one that makes me breathless and hungry,
the one that amazes me as my body floods with feelings.
I can never get tired of it and yet it is novel each time,
as if a new facet of our love is added to the passion there.
Your sexy kiss drives me wild;
it makes me feel liberated too.
I can’t name all the kisses in one sitting;
there are too many,
so many to count.
So, I’ll say you bless me with a different kind of kiss every day.
I love you so very much.
And I love all of your kisses too.
It was on a night like tonight that I lay,
wondering what it was I felt,
a kind of destiny taking form.
But, those lines were cast from the beginning, weren’t they?
They stretched back centuries, way before we met,
in people we were before.
We have always been connected.
Our love is cosmic,
That night, as I lay thinking about you,
a hearty ache inside of me, picturing you close to me,
I became more,
a being in love.
They say love makes you a fool.
Then I welcome foolishness,
for it’s only my comfort with you that makes me dream bigger,
Nothing can break us.
No one can stop this force, this connection between us.
Miles away even, I think of you always.
I feel you beside me,
holding me close,
our hearts beating perfectly.
Though I miss you, I know all I have to do is think of you to know you’re no so far away.
You’re my home. I’ll always come back to you.
In mere days, I will see you again.
We will reunite,
my world will right itself.
Until then, I hold you close in my thoughts, as close as I can get,
just like you’d hold me.
I know one day soon,
times will get better,
a time when we can finally breathe as one.
I have a ring to prove your promise to me.
I have the look in your eyes when you say how much I mean to you.
I’ve always trusted you to keep my heart safe.
I have these feelings inside,
this love that is beyond words, and it’s enough.
And I’ll wait.
I’ll wait for that day when the world stops fighting us.
We’ve won every battle since the beginning.
You’re mine, and I am yours.
That’s really all that matters in this quiet night.
That’s really all I need.
You’re so close now it feels like you’re a part of me.
Our breaths mingle,
Your fingertips flutter over my skin and my body tingles.
I can feel the reverence in your words and your touch.
I’ve never felt this way with anyone.
Time ceases as we lay here, skin to skin, breath to breath…
And I feel so fortunate to have found you so long ago.
Or maybe you found me.
In truth, you saved me.
Maybe I could have stood the loneliness, but could my soul have taken the rest?
You made me believe in true love again. You prove it to me every day.
You made me want to trust instead of live with my hurt, my doubts, my cynicism.
You woke this girl up to love, not to an ideal, but to real love…
The kind of love that sees weakness as human, even as strength.
The kind of love that accepts weirdness.
The kind of love that takes secrets, hopes and dreams, and keeps them safe.
The kind that stands the test of so many trials in life.
The unconditional kind.
Your hazel eyes steady me.
Your humor keeps me from taking myself too seriously.
I don’t know where I’d be if I couldn’t look at your face here next to me or even across the room,
If I couldn’t look forward to the moment I walk down that aisle towards you.
I think I’d be lost if I didn’t have you.
I might survive.
My heart would still beat.
But, it’s my soul you saved by appearing in my life.
It’s the love I feel unfailingly that you’ve inspired.
You are my life, my purpose, my heart.
Fate brought us together,
But it’s you I should thank.