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  Khul Waters' Poetry...

moments of passion & insight

A few excerpts...

 

While Sitting in an Armchair

 

...Listening to my croaking lust

sends a shudder down my spine,

dousing my molten body

in a flood of fear

at the coarse selflessness

of my unbridled passion,

washing me towards calm,

cooling me into a quieter

unquiet.

 

…Until another laughing breast

sends a spark down my spine

and my passion is flamed

afresh.

Readings 

of Poems

My Darling

The Phone

Struggling Against Fate

 

       Fallen Angels

 

Now you float inside my will,

wrap yourself around that strength

and offer all that you are to me.

My wonder at your gift of yourself

floods through me

and I too am washed away

until two become just one.

One desire, one intent, one joy.

Lovers lost inside their love.

And we soar as we move together,

low groans echoing inside fused mouths.

Slow pushes become urgent

as we drive our single self

towards the release our love craves.

 

 

The Phone

 

I dislike phones!

Well, to be more precise,

I disliked phones…

Yet you have changed that dislike

to delight,

to joy,

to a need

and now I am a phone junkie.

 

 

Laughs…yes, I am blaming you again

and, yes, that is unfair,

but no apologies will you hear

from these pathetic lips

as I count down the hours

till you ring again

and my joy can flow anew.

 

 

Our Love Is My Mantra

 

...I love you my, girl.

Even back when I did not know you,

my part of our soul searched

for its completeness.

Now we are one,

I can love again –

joyously,

exquisitely,

gratefully.

I can love again –

with all that I was,

with all that I am, and

with all that I will become.

 

 

 

 

 

My girl, I am yours

Because, always, that is what I have been

and because, always, that is what I will be.

In this I have no power to say yea or nay.

I love you beyond reason.

I love you beyond passion.

I love you beyond will

for together we are

one destiny fulfilled.

 

 

 

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