I looked up your horoscopes- You two will be very happy together- Staying home, cooking, cuddling- Well matched and boring forever. Whereas our pairing was pure energy- One in which I dreamed up adventures- And you planned all the deets- Thrilling, but not as neat. ~Just L (August 11, 2018)
Romantic Poetry
Being a hopeful romantic never leaves me hopeless.
All For You
All For You I dreamed of you. I looked for you. I stopped seeking you. I saw you. I walked up to you. I talked to you. I thought about you. I was hexed by you. I text you. I met up with you. I ate with you. I kissed you. I spent days with … Continue reading All For You
Inspiring Art
She appeared in the doorway as if the wind had blown her onto my blank canvas all at once in full color. Soaked from rain's song. Shaking her head and laughing wildly. She was unaware of her crackling impact on the still inside air. Surprisingly refreshing like a summer storm. Embracing Nature. Inspiring art. ~Just … Continue reading Inspiring Art
Awash In A Wave
After hours upon hours of skin on skin, I am awash in a wave of orgasm. Letting the sea carry me away. Finally, getting a handle on this letting go thing. Perhaps it is the fullness of the gift offered in our shared bed. Or lack of sleep after a late night with the band. … Continue reading Awash In A Wave
Lost In You
Is that your skin Warm against mine Are we melting together Or am I heating you up? Are my eyes open or shut Am I dreaming awake Are you inside of me Or am I lost in you? ~Just L (May 24, 2018)
She thinks I am in love with you
She thinks I am in love with you I don’t know what she sees Everything I do and dare My glossy lips and bedhead hair How I walk on air? I don’t know what she hears An old tape (in her head) stuck on play International spies and hearsay Listening to us sip cabernet? I … Continue reading She thinks I am in love with you
The Poetry Between Us
I appreciate you each new day. You are simple, natural, waking up still sleepy. You are my sweet dream in your own way. I had this epiphany. I cherish the lilt in your voice. It is finer than a symphony. I find sleeping in tangled sheets deeply affects my ability to entwine our bare feet. And, … Continue reading The Poetry Between Us
How do you wish to be kissed?
If you know anything about me. You know I have an affinity for kissing poetry. What better way to do research than to sample a few? I announced my intention, and they lined up on cue. The first bit and was too aggressive. The second had the softest lips. Next was the darting tongue. No … Continue reading How do you wish to be kissed?
It All Makes Sense
Sight Downy fine hair on my shoulders The indented crease down your spine Crooked pinky finger I smashed in a door How your face twists when you say “It’s fine.” Sound I live and breathe with words However clever, dating by text fizzles The sound of your climax I imagine Your voice’s intonation sizzles Smell … Continue reading It All Makes Sense
Breathe, Kiss, Quave
Staring into your deep, dark eyes, I’m distracted by your full lips. Your mouth I want. Your taste I crave. Magnetic attraction closes the distance between our hips. Tongues in agreement. Breathe, kiss, quave. ~Just L (May 5, 2018)
Just L Poetry 