Four walls keep silent the narrative that I utter in whispery tones. I hold onto the remnants of her aura with longing for what was. Gold hoop earrings rest on my nightstand; the brush for which she groomed her hair lay somewhere strewn with long black strands. There was a time when I was not so filled with sentiment — there was a time when anger and indifference were absolutely prominent, but it was that evening that I kissed the place where she slept, and I wept. I unreservedly wept.
Category: Poetry
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In midnight dreams I hold on to you tearfully, hoping that once again you will be there for me; oh, love, I long for you with passionate sincerity. Rescue me and take me to a place of safety, for the darkness is cold, brittle and without mercy. It seeks to destroy me and leave me in desolation, forever lonely. I’ve prayed for understanding for so long, but love, only you have truly known me. We have communed together intimately in an indescribably powerful transcendency. Immediately, I was shattered when you departed from me — with tears I have repented for taking you for granted, so please come back to me. I may not have you again, but at least let me see with longing eyes what again it could be; and if I am destined to be forever lonely, I will hold onto the memories of loving whispers, communication, trust, selflessness, beauty, loyalty and divine intimacy.
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I loved her deeply, but adoring eyes hid things from me that others could clearly see. With a heart of sincerity I truly loved her, but in agonizing retrospect, she never loved me. I thought we transcended together through open communication and excellent intimacy. I thought she understood the depths of me; my love, my hopes, my pain, my anxiety. I thought I had found warmth in her, and heavenly tranquility — but it was a fallacy and not a beautiful mystery that I wanted to be true and held onto so desperately. Memories fade, and it was twice I was betrayed; first, by my own heart and my own eyes, then by the woman who wore a beautiful disguise who kissed me passionately and told me that she loved me as she looked into my eyes.
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Her entrance is like a poetic stanza profound. She shines and stuns in a black evening gown. Like a beautiful whisper, the train of her formal attire drags gracefully on meticulously polished floors. She had already conquered any and all competition as soon as she walked through the door. She did not come to a party; she came to an event with ultra exclusivity. She is wearing pointed open-toe black Manolo Blahnik heels, but because of the length of her dress they are not easily seen. For the event, she paid handsomely for a mani-pedi — money well spent. After a shower, then soaking in bath-oils for an hour, she moisturized her skin further with pure unrefined African shea butter. Her perfume for the evening is, Versace Yellow Diamond Intense, a fragrance that exudes a wonderful floral aroma. Gracefully, she sat on her vanity and put on her diamond chandelier earrings as she looked into her oval mirror; her hair was professionally done — curled and pinned up earlier. At the event she wants all eyes to be on her, for to command a room with eloquent oratory and elegance is beautiful power. She is a wonder, walking with the handsome gentleman with a closely cropped salt and pepper beard beside her; hors d’oeuvres and expensively aged Champagne are exquisitely refreshing. She mingles among conversations and laughter, and she is constantly complimented on the beauty of her aura. Meticulously manicured nails against her evening clutch, contrast wonderfully in color. Her baguette round diamond tennis bracelet shines brighter with a deeper sentiment, for it was given to her by her late father.
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Cheesecake and Irish coffee, oh, what a spectacular matrimony! Both so rich and creamy — the taste, a heavenly delicacy that caters to the tongue’s sensitivity. Sip your Irish coffee slowly; have one or two but not too many, for the affect of its whiskey may overtake one subtly. You can have your cheesecake with strawberries or Oreo cookies, but with Irish coffee, cheesecake is more enjoyable plainly in moist simplicity.
If on a date or a lover’s outing, enjoy Irish coffee and cheesecake at a top rated café after an entrée to cap the night off the proper way. You may appreciate it more on a cold night or a cold winter’s day.
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The foundation is Oxford plain toe by Ferragamo, polished to perfection, lightly used or brand new; of course everything else must be immaculate, but a man must have the proper shoes — his suit tailored with precision, winged collar white shirt new, starched and ironed. He must choose from a selection of top fragrances for the evening and conduct himself as a true gentleman. He must look elegant along with the woman that will be accompanying him, for a black tie event is where they will be heading. He can have a full beard, but it must be properly groomed and trimmed; sometimes, gentlemen of exquisite tastes prefer the five o’ clock shadow, but the style of facial hair is always optional as long as it goes well with attire that is formal. Bulky wallets must be left at home; a money clip will be more appropriate for the evening, solid gold. A full length formal double–breasted wool peacoat can be worn also, but is usually left at home unless the weather is significantly cold — a formal event is always better when there is a gracious host.
For a black tie formal, gaudy jewelry is unnecessary, and if worn, it can be seen as over-the-top and tacky. A nice gold watch and a wedding band will be enough for a man if he’s married; a lady with her hair pulled up adorned in a pair of diamond earrings sparkling, is always a thing of beauty. A man can drink at the event, but not excessively — the worst thing would be to embarrass himself and his lady in a room full of associates and colleagues. At the end of the formal event, if his brand of fragrance has kept its scent then he will know that his choice of eau de parfum is quality. If his date agrees, they can change and head out to an after hours spot to party, or go to a popular café for New York cheesecake and Irish coffee.
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It can be paired with flats, sandals, or open toe heels, but most often, freshly polished toes in wedge sandals add to the appeal. It is sexy in warm weather in the summer — beautiful like a white gardenia in a field of lavender; it can accentuate a woman’s curves and is magnificently casual and comfortable. A woman with beautiful legs in a white sundress is something to behold, but with deep purple polished toes in open toe ankle strap wedge sandals she is on another level. In a white sundress, she outshines all the rest and is a goddess adorned in black Chanel square sunglasses, a gold necklace, and a Figaro eighteen karat gold anklet.
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After transcendent pleasure, lovers silently lie together, replaying the heights of euphoria and the deep passion of all the intimate whispers.
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The most eloquent poetry could never fully capture the true depths of the essence of her femininity. A woman poses sensually, pausing for effect visually, but only briefly. In simple words, she is sexy; she is so sexy. She exudes elegance naturally, with an erotic proclivity that manifests verbally, and even more so, in intense intimacy. There is nothing added to her body for enhancing effect, additionally — she is a goddess rising in constant transcendency.
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In the heights of intimate moments, they share sacred secrets, pouring out the depths of themselves in truly loving sentiments, kissing and holding each other in sweet caress, and acknowledging long held concealed emotions to which they both whisperingly and sincerely with tears confess.
