Tighearna

This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. Whispers of servitude,Shadows of grace,Passionate longingEnshrined in your face. Scars of deep fervencyEtched by your eyes;Deep pools of breathlessnessEcho in sighs. Power of thunderEngulfing my heart;Waves of the oceansForce my legs to part. Realms of lost sinnersArise from…

Master, Passion, Poems

One Moment of Magic

Baby stars hang in garlands above our heads,Smudges of rainbow amongst the fir boughsThat twinkle in dozy merriment.Like the passersby in the icy streets,They are oblivious to all but their own mirth. But we, we two,Beneath this scented tree,Cloying pine spliced withSpiky-cloved orange,Cinnamon sticks dancing with candy canes,Swathes of burnt sugar vapoursFrom toasted marshmallows,And the…

Love, Poems

The Unknown Road

This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. Hand in hand,We traverse this unknown road,Blindly mapping the terrain by distant starlight.The darkness shrouds our faces from each other,But the warmth of our fingersKisses our souls with gentle comfort. Blue-black shadows stretch beyond us,Hiding the path from…

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The Fabric of Your Skin

This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. Those tears stream down,Unseen in the the pouring rain.Salty, scalding rivuletsThat trace channels inYour lined face. Is it pain,Sadness,And suffering,Or bitterness,Fear,And angerThat crumple the fabric of your skinIn creases that surround your eyes? Do temptation and betrayalSqueeze a…

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Orchard Road

I’m walking down Orchard Road. It’s not the Orchard Road you think it is, Elm Street is not around the corner, I’m in Singapore, in fact, crossing a busy section in the heart of the shopping district, observing the red pedestrian traffic light that keeps everybody on the curb and extends priority to a passing…

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All There Will Ever Be

This poem only available on Lush Stories The night air sings across my tingling skin;These sensations of you and your presenceHum an anthem of excitement into indigo velvet,Studding the moonrise with the joyous glimmersOf your eternal eyes.I see them gleam in the gloaming,Regarding me with what I shakingly hope isDesire and fervour and lust andLove.Deep,…

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