William Blackman Poems

I sometimes gaze at your pictures-bounding
thoughts remaining the timeless fixtures.
Morning conversations sprays us like spring
showers. We become one tower ignited in the
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A palace built seen not with our eyes.
In the soul of love stood up this fort.
Crown and sceptre outshined where true beauty lies.
Smoky passion looms in the halls, rooms, corners, courts.
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I see it clearly her sterling beauty.
Long and lovely stems of a rose freshly cut.
Winking eyes of passion with a glimmering smile.
Hour glassed figure swaying in a light breeze.
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From the burning bed of fantasy she shook and pointed
her undressed wing. A willing foot soldier for all her
pleasures earning badges with rashes and would be King.
Of course I'd toe the bleeding vine and rise to lieutenant
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We spend ourlives seeking deep and vast.
Yes, consumed by it's power to compel.
Wanting that special something known to last.
How it awakens souls from an aching well.
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Permit me to address my extra sensitive nose.
Romantic love brings with it a very distinct smell.
My thoughts are carried on the delectable winds of spring.
Thoughts of my beloved is so like perfume to the brain.
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Rising like helium in the balloons of hearts.
Our love ascending no earthly restraints apply.
Our love growing in strength, endurance and passion.
Our love that can breathe even when the air is slight.
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She comes to me on unequalled spring breezes.
Fluttering motion about every aspect of the flower.
Thoughts that make it to the body how it teases.
A season marked by blossoming of things by the hour.
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Hollow days and nights over the ocean lovers
are emotional victims of circumstance and time.
How much can a bold heart withstand.
Will my lips ever know the texture of my beloved's.
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I'm a man possessed.
I'm a killer obsessed.

My lover's final cry.
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