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Friday, May 31, 2019
One for the real you
Write one for me, the real
The real one love
Love songs meant for the one you been loving
Somebody's heart broke in,
Broke up the words to say,
Stole every treasure
Broke up the words
To this love song
Write me back
One for me
One for the real you
The one that's been loving me
In this love song...I've been wanting to say just that
Words meant to write this love song
The real one I been saving these words for
One for the real you
Just a duet, just say it that way
Just like that
You've been saving these words for me
No despair
Your heart won't leave you lonely
One for the real you
The real one you have the words for
The real one love
Love songs meant for the one you been loving
Somebody's heart broke in,
Broke up the words to say,
Stole every treasure
Broke up the words
To this love song
Write me back
One for me
One for the real you
The one that's been loving me
In this love song...I've been wanting to say just that
Words meant to write this love song
The real one I been saving these words for
One for the real you
Just a duet, just say it that way
Just like that
You've been saving these words for me
No despair
Your heart won't leave you lonely
One for the real you
The real one you have the words for
Best friends
Best friends in the end,
Love and me
Spared by the casualties
Close encounters
between us, just us two
We remain in this space
Somewhere between us
Best friends
The one for me
You have been
The one to hold on to
The one to hold my hand in the end
Love and me
Breaking the rules
The one for me
Understand your love and me
Best friends in the end too
Love and me
Won't betray
Somewhere, spaces between us
Your love and me too
The one to hold my hand in the end
The one to hold onto
Love and me
Spared by the casualties
Close encounters
between us, just us two
We remain in this space
Somewhere between us
Best friends
The one for me
You have been
The one to hold on to
The one to hold my hand in the end
Love and me
Breaking the rules
The one for me
Understand your love and me
Best friends in the end too
Love and me
Won't betray
Somewhere, spaces between us
Your love and me too
The one to hold my hand in the end
The one to hold onto
Amour (Love Cheated You)
Love caught you,
cheating yourself
You was hiding from love
You can't Amour
You told yourself
Love
When I walked in the door,
Waiting to love you
Waiting my turn
You can't hide from yourself
Anymore, Amour
I was there
Now you call
On Amour
Love don't care
Love me when I walk in the door
Now you tell yourself
Now
Now you call on Amour
Not to cheat you
You're not a cheater anymore
You say Amour
Love you again, once more
Love me
You still love me
Now you call on Amour
Not to make you wait anymore
Amour
Never stopped you from loving me
Just you
Cheating yourself
Cheating me
Cheating love
Oh Amour, to love you once more
Now you tell yourself
cheating yourself
You was hiding from love
You can't Amour
You told yourself
Love
When I walked in the door,
Waiting to love you
Waiting my turn
You can't hide from yourself
Anymore, Amour
I was there
Now you call
On Amour
Love don't care
Love me when I walk in the door
Now you tell yourself
Now
Now you call on Amour
Not to cheat you
You're not a cheater anymore
You say Amour
Love you again, once more
Love me
You still love me
Now you call on Amour
Not to make you wait anymore
Amour
Never stopped you from loving me
Just you
Cheating yourself
Cheating me
Cheating love
Oh Amour, to love you once more
Now you tell yourself
Pourquoi on ne dit plus au revoir, Why We Don't Kiss Goodbye Anymore
Nous n'embrassons plus au revoir
Pourquoi le temps prend si longtemps pour boucler les promesses autour de moi à nouveau,
Je me demande encore
Pourquoi on ne s'embrasse plus au revoir
Nous ne voulons pas dire bonjour?
Passé les dernières chances de s'embrasser
vous et moi choisissons ces étapes à ne pas prendre
Avec toi ou moi
Pourquoi on ne s'embrasse pas au revoir
Peut-être que vous ne voulez pas de regrets
Peut-être que je
Je ne veux pas dire bonjour
Sans toi et moi
Comme les amants
L'un pour l'autre
Un pas pour vous
Passé un pas pour moi
Je n'ai pas à vous en vouloir, ni moi
Tu ne m'attends pas aussi
Ni je vous
Nous n'embrassons pas au revoir sans
Plus d'amour perdu
Perdre tout moment
Perdre toutes les chances
Pour t'aimer encore
Pourquoi on ne s'emballe pas
Plus de promesses
Comme les amants
Pourquoi on ne s'embrasse plus au revoir
Nous n'avons pas à dire bonjour
Nous nous souvenons juste
Nous n'avons juste pas à
Blâmer quelqu'un
Pourquoi on ne s'embrasse plus au revoir
Tu ne m'attends pas aussi, moi aussi, des sentiments comme toi
Comme les amants
Blame it on time, pourquoi
Pourquoi on ne s'embrasse plus au revoir
Ou admettre que nous voulons dire bonjour, une fois dit bonjour, a promis de ne pas dire au revoir
Enveloppés dans les bras l'un de l'autre
We don't kiss goodbyeanymore
Why time takes so long to wrap promises around me again,
I'm still wondering
Why we don't kiss goodbye anymore
We don't want to say hello?
Past the last chances to embrace
you and I choose those steps not to take
With you or me
Why we don't kiss goodbye
Maybe you don't want regrets
Maybe I
Don't want to say hellos
Without you and I
As lovers do
For one another
One step for you
Past one step for me
I don't have to blame you, nor me
You don't expect me too
Nor I you
We don't kiss goodbye without
Any more love lost
Loosing any time
Loosing any chances
To love you again
Why we don't wrap each other
In promises anymore
As lovers do
Why we don't kiss goodbye anymore
We don't have to say hello
We just remember
We just don't have to
Blame it on anyone
Why we don't kiss goodbye anymore
You're not expecting me too, me too, feelings just like you
As lovers do
Blame it on time,Why
Why we don't kiss goodbye anymore
Or admit we want to say hello, once said hello,promised not to say goodbye
Wrapped in each other's arms
Monday, May 20, 2019
longer shadows of the day forget the passage of time and endless becomes your beauty, the turn of dreams weigh down the pages of memories and I see into our future that until beauty exists no more, I'd lay the pages down as your beauty embraces a whisper to fall upon me
Apart "When time doesn’t stand without you" Part II
...I’d remember all the times, falling in between the lines was like rewriting
the first time, I’d remember everything you wanted me to remember about you
and for the days of tomorrow, promises on the lips of another kiss
When the days ran long and I couldn’t see
only now I’d remember
More
More than words could describe you
when I promised tomorrow that first I’d remember, that first time lost in emotion it was
because of you...
Jocelyn
https://jocelynisaninternational.blogspot.com/2018/03/blog-post.html?m=1
...
longer shadows of the day forget the passage of time and endless becomes your beauty, the turn of dreams weigh down the pages of memories and I see into our future that until beauty exists no more, I'd lay the pages down as your beauty embraces a whisper to fall upon me
...
Friday, February 15, 2019
And You Don't Say Goodbye
(Italian Version)
E non dite arrivederci
Ecco perché li manco
Lungo ed ultimo i giorni
Questo affare ha cominciato
Non dite arrivederci
Poiché siete sempre qui, con me
La parte di me voi
Cominci ripetutamente ancora
Quando scegliete
Non è il fatto che è vostro undoing
Non è il fatto che dica sempre ciao
Quando non dite mai arrivederci
Li manco
Parte II
Ecco perché li manco
Lungo ed ultimo i giorni
Questo affare ha cominciato
Non dite arrivederci
Poiché siete sempre qui, con me
La parte di me voi
Cominci ripetutamente ancora
Quando scegliete
Penso che abbiate calcolato quello fuori
Determinati giorni a parte avete vinto
Non è il fatto che è vostro undoing
È egoista di voi
Non è il fatto che dica sempre ciao
Quando non dite mai arrivederci
Li manco
And You Don't Say Goodbye
That's why I miss you
Long and last the days
This affair began
You don't say goodbye
Because you are always here, with me
The part of me you
Begin over and over again
When you choose
It's not the fact that it's your undoing
It's not the fact I always say hello
When you don't ever say goodbye
I miss you
Part II
That's why I miss you
Long and last the days
This affair began
You don't say goodbye
Because you are always here, with me
The part of me you
Begin over and over again
When you choose
I think you figured that out
Some days apart you won
It's not the fact that it's your undoing
It's selfish of you
It's not the fact I always say hello
When you don't ever say goodbye
I miss you
Jocelyn Shaw
Sunday, January 6, 2019
New Releases 2019 New Poetry & Sentiments Jocelyn Shaw
Tu amor pasó a lo largo de mi vida y reveló otro lado de mí. En mis manos te sostuve mirándome. Tus ojos respondieron a lo que no pude preguntar en ese momento. Lo diste y creí. Tus palabras se demoraron solo para bailar conmigo una vez más ... En tu ausencia, encuentro un corazón que mantuvo el amor por un momento, un corazón lleno de alegría, por ese momento ... si uno camina solo y hay una huella de huellas En mis sombras, encuentro que mi corazón late por dos. En ese momento, la alegría y el amor compartidos no solo me acariciaron, sino que también me llevaron a través. Siempre te veré en mí, yo en ti en mi vida.
Your love passed through my lifetime, and revealed another side of me.In my hands I held you looking back at me.Your eyes answered what I couldn't ask in that moment.You gave and I believed. Your words lingered only to dance with me once more...In your absence, I find a heart that held love for a moment, a heart filled with joy, for that moment...if one walks alone and there's one set of footprints, in my shadows I find my heart beat for two, In that moment, the joy and love shared not only caressed me but carried me through. I will always see you in me, me in you in my lifetime.
Your love passed through my lifetime, and revealed another side of me.In my hands I held you looking back at me.Your eyes answered what I couldn't ask in that moment.You gave and I believed. Your words lingered only to dance with me once more...In your absence, I find a heart that held love for a moment, a heart filled with joy, for that moment...if one walks alone and there's one set of footprints, in my shadows I find my heart beat for two, In that moment, the joy and love shared not only caressed me but carried me through. I will always see you in me, me in you in my lifetime.
Sunday, December 30, 2018
If you missed the PRESS RELEASE and excerpts here's a couple links to catch up on the verses https://goo.gl/VlVEuj
S.J. Shaw "causes": poetry therapy,arts in medicine
Jocelyn http://goo.gl/frP2VQ
Spokenword & performance poetry
goo.gl/frP2VQ
So You Can Get A Little More Of The Fever, Here's Some Right Now Without Leaving The Page!!!!!!
If you never get to see beyond forever
Know that what you forgot to see was all the love in sight
More than two hearts could share
More than the stare in each others eyes
To know that someone would be there
If you closed your eyes and the reason you opened them was
Because in the darkness that someone was there
If you never get to see beyond forever
Know that what you forgot to see was all the love you left there
More than two hearts could share
More than all the reasons you need
More than all that you
Stand to bare
In the darkness face to face
You'd know
I'd be there
And if you never get to see
Forever in your sight
What you missed
Days that didn't close without one another
Days that blend together
What you missed
Passed you by
And its forever
That I want you to know
If you never get to see forever,
Know that what you forgot to see
Was all the love in sight
Author Jocelyn Shaw
DECEMBER 17, 2017
Artology
The canvas was blind
Down the corridor she peeked in the room
finding the antique closet
It read
“Subjective”
Open
Intriguing garments to try on
To take on subjective
She sat down in between the double doors
peering into him
She began to turn the pages
Trying on verses
She looked up into the mirror to start the feeling
Then to listen slowly trying on the shoes
The loose lace high heeled straps he loved did not mirror the worn pathed shoes
that she slipped her delicate feet into
A road that carried his dreams, his years,
his mother’s advice
His years of learning, his fears and chances,
his loose change
She slipped her thighs into his trousers
That once straddled his masculinity
Her arms into his once buttoned cologned shirt that still bellowed his masculinity
His heavy cologne chased the girl of her essence tailoring a man’s bareness,
still breathing the lines of his boyhood
The tie she departed from the drawer, she opened the flower of the collar and chased her feminine scarf of a woman’s neckline with the close of his fantasies or remembrances of the last time a woman untied his tie with dante hands of femininity,
nights before his profession buttoned
She pinned her hair under his brim
then polished her hairline
Looking into his reflection to see him again
Slowly she patterned his double breasted jacket across her waistline, smoothing the feminine edges of a man’s world with the hands of his maker,
maybe once his mother, his wife, his body
The double mirror gazed back at her
Still holding a subjective thought
She picked up an old photograph,
an old letter and an old pen
She began to write what she saw in the reflection, the photo, the man
The canvas began to fill
Maybe it was the artology of what she wanted to seem hear, maybe it was the truth, but maybe this ghostwriter could address how he really felt about the leaves of his life
The branches that closed the closet
She exited the room.
(Thursday, January 11, 2018)
Masculinity (What I didn't Want To Know) Author Jocelyn Shaw
What I didn't wanna know
What I didn't wanna see
All in front of me
The way the walk was too much
The stare too long
The breathing just a lil but too heavy
And his pulse racing just a lil too fast
What I didn't bare
To tell
What I didn't wanna know
I didn't wanna know your scent
The way it compliments his hips
the taste of dead flowers better than fermented wine
I didn't wanna know the kiss of goodbye
Sitting on the throne
In the passions of lust
Fused with the sweat misting His
To tell
What I didn't wanna know
Know now that
The inn keeper has put the charms of the night in his night dresser and the secrets blessed the walls like wallpaper, hieroglyphs that haunt with the walk of the day
I didn't wanna stand alone in the caress
of my own
shoulders and arms of the bitter breeze that teases with the taste and scent once again
I didn't wanna know
Lover's
Lover's do say
Masculinity of the first person
Can slip into the second and third
I didn't wanna know that
I could loose the grammar
Left bestilled by Acts, scenes for
Carrying just a lil bit longer, a lil bit darker
A lil bit like
What I didn't bare to tell
But all too bare to take back
His shirt breathed of her inner thigh and perfume of the night holding the breath of his lungs, as he thought back on her. Beginning the day was love's hangover, the last taste of the dance in the sheets the night before, tirelessly romanticized between thoughts of the day ahead chasing his dreams out of his head that still lay on the stain of his lips. A gorgeously laden championship that caught a reflection on his body in the full length mirror on his way to the powder room. Sexy. The only thing bellowing from his tired body, talk that whispered to him trying to persuade him back into the covers, rumors and secrets caught up in his bedroom eyes with chagrin, charges that he was only known for one nighters. This affair had now turned into a year past and a lot of sex.Once more past the full length mirror, only to catch his cascading steps and another hidden moment of pleasure before his exit. Enticing as it was, the challenge to recreate the passion of an evening's moments embrace of the night before cursing him. Damn.If that's what gets you through. It was like being an addict of his own choosing.
This morning he couldn't set his thoughts aside to concentrate on his other obligations, only to put up a charade hiding behind his shades pretending everything today was less than feminine.
Feminine was the taste and touch still holding on with her fingertips still running up the side his legs past his spine and the nipples of his breast, where his heart was held in her hands it seemed like love, felt like a love hangover. A bruised, jealous interruption that was departing his appetite for another body. Tonight he would return and she would be there, I feel. As you do.
I feel.
As you do.
I touch
It's your VooDoo
Still wearing you
I feel.
As you do.
Can't breathe
Without you.
As you do.
I feel
If it's all of you
I was apart of it too
If it wasn't
As you do
Without you
It couldn't
Last
I feel.
As you do
Lay down
As you do.
Breathe
As you do.
Touch
As you do.
I feel.
As You do.
Caress me
As you do.
All of you.
Call me
Feel me
As you do
- Jocelyn
Excerpt Black Harlequin-
Done Done It For Once
(You Didn't Think I'd Say It-What You Won't Say Someone Will)
Hours of your pleasure tease
We bend the edges
turn the pages
Hide the remorse of verses that creep up on us in the day
Just over the top I peek and look away
from the dirty lines and fridget nervous proposals
To enter the night alone through my glasses,
With my stand up
Stockings Up
Made Up
&
A breeze on my ass left from...
Just teasing looks & body talk
You didn't act on & left me Lonely
So I took it home & pondered about it
I came Up with a few ringers
A few answers of my own
Conclusions
That concluded what you started...I
The Teaser
left me on a trail like the movie The Hitchhiker
Catching the breeze of your ...
& Sexy
So I wiped my top lip with my index finger across the plain of my thoughts
Maybe it could happen
So what it lingered
It was just the ride
A hitchhiker right?
Me or you
Or did you say something?
Just over the top I peek and look away...
-Jocelyn Shaw
EXCERPTS FROM BLACK HARLEQUIN POETRY & ROMANCE A UNIQUE ROMANCE IN WRITING
Heat wrapped around The airey legged night. The turmoils of bare and empty loneliness, warmed her bosom, opening her eyes into a darkness across the room, remaining inside was what the lit the room enough only to be ...Gentled by the flicker of burning on into the night… the shades caught the breeze lifting each one on a slight wave up and down … As the morning introduced… ... ...she opened the flower of the collar and chased her feminine scarf of a woman’s neckline with the close of his fantasies or remembrances of the last time a woman untied his tie with dante hands of femininity, nights before his profession buttoned.. She pinned her hair under his brim then polished her hairline Looking into his reflection to see him again… ... Stranger the two not together, unparalleled, was like never meeting only it to reminded me of how much I missed you to see into a reflection and feel my own breathe still breathing heavily from the cascading hands, hours passing over and over (Poetry link - http://spokenwordpoetscornerundressed.webs.com)
Amour Unmaking Annulation temps Lignes de réécriture Faire l'amour la première fois Unmaking amour est là seul est le regard Une chance de trouver le sens de la voix en cours d'exécution sur les pensées Valentine
Une âme est en feu Débordant dans un récipient de temps Backwards, rembobiné Unmaking aimer à nouveau Annulation temps Lignes de réécriture Faire l'amour La toute première fois Essayer de capturer les étincelles d'un vieux revoir
Faire l'amour la première fois Hors de l'obscurité dans le regard brûlant Dans le regard de voyage de l'autre Un chemin qui est égaré, mais y reste Unmaking aiment la première fois Annulation temps
The room felt like a second skin on her, his cashmere wearing like a glove and his cologne still the dew clinging to her lips.
Her hand rose up his inner thigh with the rising temperature of the room meeting his masculinity and escalating their breathing with the caress of deep...the reflection couldn't capture her memory of their bodies embracing one another, sealed into the sheets.
His tone was deep as the stroke of her hand, deeper into the muscles of his inner thigh until her hand met his pelvic bone. He responded cupping his hands behind her hairline, running his fingers into her hair, tilting her head back until she released and surrendered her breath and backbone into the air. The two moved into the still of thoughts now her reflection in the mirror above her bed. She stared into her reflection a little longer, his silhouette now a shadow above.
Emystary dusted a second face on while waiting for Ebony's journey away to make it back to her with the passing of hours with a few hidden moments to herself. The the warmth of the bath was now a scene broken with Ebony's return and his bare body entering the bathroom greeted with a smile that kissed him before her touch met him, an embrace with her hands at his waist. Into the waters the two gathered themselves.
Into the next hour the water made a embryo holding the lover's embrace.
Ebony, a charismatic charmer, had to say few words but the conversation was endless between them this evening on into the night.
...Unmaking love
Undoing time
Rewriting lines
Making love the very first time
Unmaking love is where alone is the glance
A chance to find the direction of a voice running over Valentine thoughts
A soul's on fire
Overflowing in a vessel of time
Backwards, rewound
Unmaking love again
Undoing time
Rewriting lines
Making love
The very first time
Trying to capture the sparks of an old goodbye
Making love the very first time
Out of the darkness into the burning glare
Into the stare of each other's journey
A path that's strayed but remains there
Unmaking love the very first time
Undoing time
Rewriting lines
Making love the very time
...Author - Jocelyn Shaw
The rose petals lined the glass, the last petal fell & the spell was cast. It was captured in the moment,the embrace of budding romance & smooth tasteful beginnings. A very impressionable lead role for the host, cheers, inner thoughts as smiles met the rim of the glass
S.J. Shaw "causes": poetry therapy,arts in medicine
Jocelyn http://goo.gl/frP2VQ
Spokenword & performance poetry
goo.gl/frP2VQ
So You Can Get A Little More Of The Fever, Here's Some Right Now Without Leaving The Page!!!!!!
If you never get to see beyond forever
Know that what you forgot to see was all the love in sight
More than two hearts could share
More than the stare in each others eyes
To know that someone would be there
If you closed your eyes and the reason you opened them was
Because in the darkness that someone was there
If you never get to see beyond forever
Know that what you forgot to see was all the love you left there
More than two hearts could share
More than all the reasons you need
More than all that you
Stand to bare
In the darkness face to face
You'd know
I'd be there
And if you never get to see
Forever in your sight
What you missed
Days that didn't close without one another
Days that blend together
What you missed
Passed you by
And its forever
That I want you to know
If you never get to see forever,
Know that what you forgot to see
Was all the love in sight
Author Jocelyn Shaw
DECEMBER 17, 2017
Artology
The canvas was blind
Down the corridor she peeked in the room
finding the antique closet
It read
“Subjective”
Open
Intriguing garments to try on
To take on subjective
She sat down in between the double doors
peering into him
She began to turn the pages
Trying on verses
She looked up into the mirror to start the feeling
Then to listen slowly trying on the shoes
The loose lace high heeled straps he loved did not mirror the worn pathed shoes
that she slipped her delicate feet into
A road that carried his dreams, his years,
his mother’s advice
His years of learning, his fears and chances,
his loose change
She slipped her thighs into his trousers
That once straddled his masculinity
Her arms into his once buttoned cologned shirt that still bellowed his masculinity
His heavy cologne chased the girl of her essence tailoring a man’s bareness,
still breathing the lines of his boyhood
The tie she departed from the drawer, she opened the flower of the collar and chased her feminine scarf of a woman’s neckline with the close of his fantasies or remembrances of the last time a woman untied his tie with dante hands of femininity,
nights before his profession buttoned
She pinned her hair under his brim
then polished her hairline
Looking into his reflection to see him again
Slowly she patterned his double breasted jacket across her waistline, smoothing the feminine edges of a man’s world with the hands of his maker,
maybe once his mother, his wife, his body
The double mirror gazed back at her
Still holding a subjective thought
She picked up an old photograph,
an old letter and an old pen
She began to write what she saw in the reflection, the photo, the man
The canvas began to fill
Maybe it was the artology of what she wanted to seem hear, maybe it was the truth, but maybe this ghostwriter could address how he really felt about the leaves of his life
The branches that closed the closet
She exited the room.
(Thursday, January 11, 2018)
Masculinity (What I didn't Want To Know) Author Jocelyn Shaw
What I didn't wanna know
What I didn't wanna see
All in front of me
The way the walk was too much
The stare too long
The breathing just a lil but too heavy
And his pulse racing just a lil too fast
What I didn't bare
To tell
What I didn't wanna know
I didn't wanna know your scent
The way it compliments his hips
the taste of dead flowers better than fermented wine
I didn't wanna know the kiss of goodbye
Sitting on the throne
In the passions of lust
Fused with the sweat misting His
To tell
What I didn't wanna know
Know now that
The inn keeper has put the charms of the night in his night dresser and the secrets blessed the walls like wallpaper, hieroglyphs that haunt with the walk of the day
I didn't wanna stand alone in the caress
of my own
shoulders and arms of the bitter breeze that teases with the taste and scent once again
I didn't wanna know
Lover's
Lover's do say
Masculinity of the first person
Can slip into the second and third
I didn't wanna know that
I could loose the grammar
Left bestilled by Acts, scenes for
Carrying just a lil bit longer, a lil bit darker
A lil bit like
What I didn't bare to tell
But all too bare to take back
His shirt breathed of her inner thigh and perfume of the night holding the breath of his lungs, as he thought back on her. Beginning the day was love's hangover, the last taste of the dance in the sheets the night before, tirelessly romanticized between thoughts of the day ahead chasing his dreams out of his head that still lay on the stain of his lips. A gorgeously laden championship that caught a reflection on his body in the full length mirror on his way to the powder room. Sexy. The only thing bellowing from his tired body, talk that whispered to him trying to persuade him back into the covers, rumors and secrets caught up in his bedroom eyes with chagrin, charges that he was only known for one nighters. This affair had now turned into a year past and a lot of sex.Once more past the full length mirror, only to catch his cascading steps and another hidden moment of pleasure before his exit. Enticing as it was, the challenge to recreate the passion of an evening's moments embrace of the night before cursing him. Damn.If that's what gets you through. It was like being an addict of his own choosing.
This morning he couldn't set his thoughts aside to concentrate on his other obligations, only to put up a charade hiding behind his shades pretending everything today was less than feminine.
Feminine was the taste and touch still holding on with her fingertips still running up the side his legs past his spine and the nipples of his breast, where his heart was held in her hands it seemed like love, felt like a love hangover. A bruised, jealous interruption that was departing his appetite for another body. Tonight he would return and she would be there, I feel. As you do.
I feel.
As you do.
I touch
It's your VooDoo
Still wearing you
I feel.
As you do.
Can't breathe
Without you.
As you do.
I feel
If it's all of you
I was apart of it too
If it wasn't
As you do
Without you
It couldn't
Last
I feel.
As you do
Lay down
As you do.
Breathe
As you do.
Touch
As you do.
I feel.
As You do.
Caress me
As you do.
All of you.
Call me
Feel me
As you do
- Jocelyn
Excerpt Black Harlequin-
Done Done It For Once
(You Didn't Think I'd Say It-What You Won't Say Someone Will)
Hours of your pleasure tease
We bend the edges
turn the pages
Hide the remorse of verses that creep up on us in the day
Just over the top I peek and look away
from the dirty lines and fridget nervous proposals
To enter the night alone through my glasses,
With my stand up
Stockings Up
Made Up
&
A breeze on my ass left from...
Just teasing looks & body talk
You didn't act on & left me Lonely
So I took it home & pondered about it
I came Up with a few ringers
A few answers of my own
Conclusions
That concluded what you started...I
The Teaser
left me on a trail like the movie The Hitchhiker
Catching the breeze of your ...
& Sexy
So I wiped my top lip with my index finger across the plain of my thoughts
Maybe it could happen
So what it lingered
It was just the ride
A hitchhiker right?
Me or you
Or did you say something?
Just over the top I peek and look away...
-Jocelyn Shaw
EXCERPTS FROM BLACK HARLEQUIN POETRY & ROMANCE A UNIQUE ROMANCE IN WRITING
Heat wrapped around The airey legged night. The turmoils of bare and empty loneliness, warmed her bosom, opening her eyes into a darkness across the room, remaining inside was what the lit the room enough only to be ...Gentled by the flicker of burning on into the night… the shades caught the breeze lifting each one on a slight wave up and down … As the morning introduced… ... ...she opened the flower of the collar and chased her feminine scarf of a woman’s neckline with the close of his fantasies or remembrances of the last time a woman untied his tie with dante hands of femininity, nights before his profession buttoned.. She pinned her hair under his brim then polished her hairline Looking into his reflection to see him again… ... Stranger the two not together, unparalleled, was like never meeting only it to reminded me of how much I missed you to see into a reflection and feel my own breathe still breathing heavily from the cascading hands, hours passing over and over (Poetry link - http://spokenwordpoetscornerundressed.webs.com)
Amour Unmaking Annulation temps Lignes de réécriture Faire l'amour la première fois Unmaking amour est là seul est le regard Une chance de trouver le sens de la voix en cours d'exécution sur les pensées Valentine
Une âme est en feu Débordant dans un récipient de temps Backwards, rembobiné Unmaking aimer à nouveau Annulation temps Lignes de réécriture Faire l'amour La toute première fois Essayer de capturer les étincelles d'un vieux revoir
Faire l'amour la première fois Hors de l'obscurité dans le regard brûlant Dans le regard de voyage de l'autre Un chemin qui est égaré, mais y reste Unmaking aiment la première fois Annulation temps
The room felt like a second skin on her, his cashmere wearing like a glove and his cologne still the dew clinging to her lips.
Her hand rose up his inner thigh with the rising temperature of the room meeting his masculinity and escalating their breathing with the caress of deep...the reflection couldn't capture her memory of their bodies embracing one another, sealed into the sheets.
His tone was deep as the stroke of her hand, deeper into the muscles of his inner thigh until her hand met his pelvic bone. He responded cupping his hands behind her hairline, running his fingers into her hair, tilting her head back until she released and surrendered her breath and backbone into the air. The two moved into the still of thoughts now her reflection in the mirror above her bed. She stared into her reflection a little longer, his silhouette now a shadow above.
Emystary dusted a second face on while waiting for Ebony's journey away to make it back to her with the passing of hours with a few hidden moments to herself. The the warmth of the bath was now a scene broken with Ebony's return and his bare body entering the bathroom greeted with a smile that kissed him before her touch met him, an embrace with her hands at his waist. Into the waters the two gathered themselves.
Into the next hour the water made a embryo holding the lover's embrace.
Ebony, a charismatic charmer, had to say few words but the conversation was endless between them this evening on into the night.
...Unmaking love
Undoing time
Rewriting lines
Making love the very first time
Unmaking love is where alone is the glance
A chance to find the direction of a voice running over Valentine thoughts
A soul's on fire
Overflowing in a vessel of time
Backwards, rewound
Unmaking love again
Undoing time
Rewriting lines
Making love
The very first time
Trying to capture the sparks of an old goodbye
Making love the very first time
Out of the darkness into the burning glare
Into the stare of each other's journey
A path that's strayed but remains there
Unmaking love the very first time
Undoing time
Rewriting lines
Making love the very time
...Author - Jocelyn Shaw
The rose petals lined the glass, the last petal fell & the spell was cast. It was captured in the moment,the embrace of budding romance & smooth tasteful beginnings. A very impressionable lead role for the host, cheers, inner thoughts as smiles met the rim of the glass
Sunday, December 16, 2018
Saturday, December 15, 2018
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Leaving Impossible
When calling came back empty it was almost impossible to hear, but again silence grew louder and I heard the impossible leaving, leaving the sounds of your voice, your face, and
Everything that was impossible grows louder in the silence
Now impossible hears the beating of everything that lay in the silence in everything that was dark, and impossible
I heard it leaving an empty space
And everything impossible grew louder, your voice, your touch, leaving everything I wanted and it was impossible leaving the sound in shadows
Leaving the close of nowhere
Near impossible
Growing louder in the deaf of darkness
Of impossible
Now I'm not alone
Alone in leaving
Impossible
Leaving Impossible
When calling came back empty it was almost impossible to hear, but again silence grew louder and I heard the impossible leaving, leaving the sounds of your voice, your face, and
Everything that was impossible grows louder in the silence
Now impossible hears the beating of everything that lay in the silence in everything that was dark, and impossible
I heard it leaving an empty space
And everything impossible grew louder, your voice, your touch, leaving everything I wanted and it was impossible leaving the sound in shadows
Leaving the close of nowhere
Near impossible
Growing louder in the deaf of darkness
Of impossible
Now I'm not alone
Alone in leaving
Impossible
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