Blowing Kisses By Ryan Anthony Gibson
Blowing Kisses Passion of your lips on mine parched, Opening an old wound and healing All at the same time. Memories of errors, nights, rough, Dry lips, fists, elbows and feet, Or the feeling there of when the past Whips by my cerebral cortex, Connected to the sensation, But now all I can think of [...]
And all is a metaphor By Ryan Anthony Gibson
And all is a metaphor And all is a metaphor For loneliness and the longing of being touched Or to touch, a bit or a lot, Back and forth, rubbing against, Brushed or patted, scratched, bitten, Licked even, to quench a hunger, Salt of the earth, loves worth and weight, Pressure and release, Embrace, softly [...]
As Powerful As Her Touch By Ryan Anthony Gibson
As Powerful As Her Touch The agent was sprayed on the torso, on my chest, A palm and hand print was clearly lifted, The invisible presence of what was once recovered, The hand was evident by the very lines finely etched, Preserved the imprint of life that was in places Some missing and blind where [...]
In Touch We Trust By Ryan Anthony Gibson
In Touch We Trust My hand was not permitted entry for months In the milky presence of her skin, no life or anything, Not a single graze of the flesh to salvage in thought. Station without a train or rail, no chance of going, Isolated by the very arm it is attached to, chain Voluntarily [...]
My Childhood Love By Ryan Anthony Gibson
My Childhood Love My childhood was often sitting on the corner, Watching life go by on occasion sopping up, A cup of cool-aid and or flat soda water, That drains from my teary eyes, Because I thought she liked me, But she will not do it, she will not love me, We both got in [...]
Whiskey Islay Mist 12 yr old, I enjoyed enough to write a Haiku
I quite enjoyed the Islay Mist 12 yr old Whiskey, so much that I decided to write a Haiku: Peaty Islay Malt Finishing sea return Clinging to my mouth By Ryan Anthony Gibson
Our first kisses impression by Ryan Anthony Gibson
I think I can’t think about it, I just need to close my eyes and feel it, I will be rolling around all night holding my sheets tight twisting and hugging my pillow with all my might, to close my eyes and think of the sight of your lips on mine riveting undulating motions of [...]
Skye's Song: Happy Birthday Today
Skye’s Song One amazing song resonates in the atmosphere, Through clouds, light, depth of where we exist, Full of life, in dusk or dawn we do hear, Her majestic lulling wind whisper, a catalyst, That whisks the very seeds of life from here, Across the lands and earth she shall insist, To where the [...]
Sunken Treasure by Ryan Anthony Gibson
The paradox of being mentally infinite in emotion, But physically time destroys bonds which perish, Its like a valiant ship of gold that sinks in the Ocean, Little hope of recovery, but in thoughts we cherish. By Ryan Anthony Gibson to Laia Gibson
A view in Lieu of Death by Ryan Anthony Gibson
A glance of monumental perfection, A shape of undulating affection, Her deep moving eyes, So tender and wize, Emulate, aura of passion, If beauty spoke words, Then from her I heard, The angels, harps ringing, Venus valiantly singing, As a million men’s hearts were spurred. Oh, from where was she created, From Aphroditis she was [...]
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