Softly—

Softly—

She walks toward me
Tiptoeing gently
Afraid she’ll wake me
And flowers of
The misty night sway
Among the lion
Tufts from last year’s
Grassy meadow, and
I sense her mad
Caress reach for me
A millionth time

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© 2012 Jose' Antonio Orellana Artolozaga

Love Poetry of Jose' Antonio Orellana Artolozaga

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I caught a glimpse— by Jose' Antonio Orellana Artolozaga

Visual Poetry: The rumor— by Jose' Antonio Orellana Artolozaga

Exploration—

Exploration—

I like you like this
full breasted
smooth skin
silk-like moons-full
radiating
a light like a bathe
roaming curvaceous
vanilla
hips gently
cocked pedestal held
savory legs
forayed in milk-white

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©2011 Jose' Antonio Orellana Artolozaga

Esplorazione—
mi piaci come questa
completa
doppiopetto pelle liscia
come seta lune-pieno
irradia una luce
come un bagno
piedistallo
delicatamente sinuosa
fianchi vaniglia
tenuto
santoreggia gambe
in bianco vagabondare

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I write things evolved—

I write things evolved—

From wanderings of
My mind and it’s
As if my word-drawn
Feelings ink
Out the true me without
Pretenses, bare of
Modesties and proprieties,
I am dissected by
You like a
Disemboweled entity,
Autopsied alive,
Explored skillfully by
Your scalpel-sharp
Sleuthing and
I sit eviscerated to
Your innermost delight

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©2011 Jose' Antonio Orellana Artolozaga

Lovely mine—

Lovely mine—

You may address me as
You wish
In private or otherwise
For however
You dub me you’ll
Flatter me a blush and
Might I too
Create a sweet little
Something, a softly
Placed susurrus designate
An epithet,
Tender pet name,
Moniker so to splay the
Sigh of you,
Baby gesture that
Inspires roses spread to
Swoon petals
Beneath your feet,
Silken soubriquet to match
The utter of your light,
Aspiration I conspire
To hold hostage
As my priceless pleasure
I’ll caress in a
Brief kiss so slight
In passing
Like potion magic Posh
I’ll un-twine the
Languid gold verve
Within your gaze of yes

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©2011 Jose' Antonio Orellana Artolozaga

short way around—

short way around—

trailing behind the
incredible
rattling hush of
savagely naked odor
i desire its pungency as
sensation
begins and i imagine
how nice it will be
to initiate you, make
myself
wanted by rousing
your luring helix come
from some wild
fields’ angry urge
voluntarily
baring spasmodically
your hood-hung sex-mouth
silk smooth laxly and
dreamy,
nicely pained twitch,
cramming its coppice

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©2011 Jose' Antonio Orellana Artolozaga
photo on board: by Eric Marrian

On her thigh—

On her thigh—

Insidiously
She played with the gold ring band
Ensnaring my gaze

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A distant end to end—

A distant end to end—

In the length of
night, dies anxiety and
I find myself wrapped
around the hub of dreams
and a melody of
twinkling stars o’er blue
lulling winds surges
then ebbs at a window where
through crinkling
curtains a light pierces
softly sprawling itself in
falling shades on a
frosted ache smearing
things once seemed forever,
fashioned so love crazy
for my dear. Then, the
moon peers silver o’er her
gaze and she finds me
sojourning amid ancient
thoughts watching youth go
cuddling to the sound of
a brook lapping like a
tired old clock marking
our time to sleep

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You undo—

You undo—

Your hair does like
the ocean undoes itself.
Its calm undulates
unhurriedly then
dives into deep
ringlets of
black mystery o’er
your milk-white breasts
spume expanding
each breath relaxing
in and out nipple-hard.
Summer afire by my kiss

©2011 j.a.o.a.

Visual Poetry: Autumn Haiku

Pin-up—

Pin-up—
In your gazing
Bathe gems
A drizzle of
Stars’ float
O’er night’s sea
And amid these
Hours of darkness,
Such is your
Beauty, sitting
Bored owning
Unrivaled
Exquisitely
Covetous allure
Tempting dusk
Sparkling twilight

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They would meet at night and—

They would meet at night and—

Only the glimmer of
the distant moon illumined
their doings for
no one but they stirred
about at that hour of
delicacies served and tasty
glistened from tongues
stropping insatiable urges.

They liked the sound of
her petticoat ruffling exigency
and unconstraint obviated
the requirement exacting wild
fantasy manifesting
rhythmic movements of fleshly
hydraulics carrying out
the ritual thrusts reciprocating
to and fro of their prodding craze.

And at the witching hour
her gaze was made a violent glaze
as she took each of
her lovers deep within the
cooing of her and the dimension
As their gasping turned
propulsion aghast when each one
slithered to a wanton wan,
exploding whimper clasping the
spasmodic seize of
her flexing release.

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Sinuous satisfaction—

Sinuous satisfaction—
Wide and outward light
Streaming through the winding night
Unfurling slither
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Satisfacción sinuosa—
Amplia y
Hacia fuera,
La luz corre a
Través la noche
Serpenteante
Deslizando su delicia
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Effusive end—

Effusive end—

From what pretense comes
Such self-conscious wandering
Preserved mementos

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Purview—

Purview—

Faraway and vast
I see the supernal burn
Of your precious gaze

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Amid smoky shadows—

Amid smoky shadows—

In the languid night
His kiss freshly moans within
Her lissome heartbeats

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Idle fancy—

Idle fancy—
And because it is that
I fall in love
By means of my eyes that
I search for a
Tinge of your presence,
The how and
Where of your essence,
The slopes and
Curves that rise and drop
Defining your
Disembodied draping
Imagined predilection, form
Obsession of my creation,
Idea that moves about
Me scenting the
Space about shapeless
Enthrallment of
My whole absorption and
Yet you are fulfilled

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toward where—

toward where—
when you look about
some distant thing
i contemplate where you go
and imaginings creep
in such as
you hosting the scandalous
beauty of a
thousand kisses made
for you by lusting lovers
shaping you
their ultimate carving
formed and fashioned by
ignoble hands
exploring each dark niche
scented vehemence,
wonderful violence of
your indifference
unresponsive apathy
so cold and unconcerned
challenging anguish a
miserly nightmare of
gods’ and mortals’ crude craving

©2011 j.a.o.a