CAMELOT FANTASIES

Open your eyes
Because you’re mine
Sensations cascade
Everything trembles
Shivering temptation
Seducing my mind
Inducing a fevered rush
Only you can temper
Never ending desire
Seeking carnal absolution

OBSESSIONS
#poetry
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He tasted of sin
Bourbon soaked
Chocolate dipped
I couldn’t resist
No good for me
Hell I knew that
I didn’t care
I was two bits from ruin
Hadn’t a prayer
Addicted n weak
He had me
& he knew it
I was over a barrel
No way out
2 slugs in his chest
That oughta do it
#noirweek
📸Orbik
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A #valiant heart beats stout and and strong
A #valiant heart believes in right or wrong

Black and white with no grey in between
Black and white where shadows are unseen

#vss365
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Crooning words that wrapped around my mind
Slipping under my defenses better than a blade
He wove a world where I could be so free
Of the blood soaked miasma surrounding me

#noirweek
#Pinterest
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Bob was a gentleman
Real old school
Didn’t cotton none to modern
He sure wasn’t no fool

Why mess with what works?
Didn’t need no changin’
If a fellow wanted to live
There’d be no re-arrangin’

#noirweek
 #Pinterest
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Gonna be a long night
Standin’ here on the corner
In a crimson red dress
Neath a dirty street light

“Hey, Bud, got a light?”
I’d say, tossing my hair
Lips ruby with gloss
Lost too much to care

Some would stop
Offer a light
Some would run
Home to a wife

#noirweek
#Noirsville
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One slug oughta do it
Maybe two for good measure
The dead beat had it coming
And it sure would be my pleasure

He’d spun his web of lies n deceit
Tryin’ to throw me under the bus
Why he’d sell his own mother
The lousy stinkin’ no good cheat

#noirweek
#Pinterest
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She’s the kind of dame who should
come with a health warning
Big neon signs
“Don’t come any closer”
You’ll go deaf dumb & blind
Yeah he was a sap
Falling for those big baby blues
Just doing his best
Trying to hold down a job
While she walked the streets
Turning tricks for the mob
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sold down the river by a lousy dame
great pair of legs but didn’t catch her name

she was a looker, yeah that was for sure
and I was her patsy, the poor fly to her lure

yeah I was dumb to fall for her big baby blues
oldest trick in the book - and wasn’t that bad news

#noirweek
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#engage my curious mind
And my heart shall follow
And be in thrall

#Poetryin13
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#nimble agile thoughts skip so swiftly
My frantic tongue can barely keep pace

#poetryin13
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Gentle ripples upon a lake
All that’s left behind in your wake

A person drifts away from it all
Only memories left behind that wall

Silent voids of bleak confusion
Impenetrable barriers to any intrusion

📸1)Leigh Viner 2)Jill Clark
#MadVerse
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Elusive desires encourage elliptical illusions
Ensnared in your web without hope of escape

#SlamWords #48thEdition #encore - round 2
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Conspiring minds conjure a cornucopia of illusion
Catastrophic computations of cataclysmic impact
Conflagrations consume to leave only ashes
Confusion reigns in a world of compounded regret

#SlamWords #48thEdition #encore - round 1
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Lusty contortions that lead to excess
A hurried apology while we hurriedly dress

Caught in the flare of a ranger’s flashlight
As he tries not laugh at our half-dressed plight

Lingering looks in the rear view mirror
Leave us biting our lips in amused horror

#SlamWords #48th R3
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Euphoric cries erupt from his lips
Ecstasy reached in a moment of bliss
Chasing paradise beneath storm laden skies
Two souls become one - desires crystallise
Breathing hard, our energy sapped
Collapsing on leather, tongues leisurely lap

#SlamWords #48thEdition #encore - round 4
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Whispering breaths upon quivering flesh
Bodies bathed in sweat that no longer thresh

No matter the shame and scorn that would come

Illicit passion was born the moment they met
Sneaking in shadows for what each could get

#SlamWords #48thEdition #encore - round 5
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Roughhousing Romeos roaming the night
Howling to the moon by the full moon’s light

Seeking their Juliets in dark bars and clubs

Looking for passion white hot and burning
Young hearts desperate with hormones churning

#SlamWords #48thEdition #encore - round 6
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Addictive adoration was my down fall
Swept right off my feet at his crooning call

Audacious actions spoke to my heart
A shotgun wedding was only the start

How passion burned all through the night
Daddy didn’t like him but that was alright

#SlamWords #48thEdition #encore R7
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Testosterone drenched night
A blood moon rising
Frogs in the bayou croaking
Tantalising touches teasing

Living for the moment
Running wild n free
Not caring for tomorrow
Trading kisses neath oak trees

#SlamWords #48thEdition #encore - round 8
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Thrown to the wolves
Tested by the God
Tried beyond all measure
Thirsting for blood

Thrust deep into the dark
Turning from the light
Treading light n slow
Nothing ever felt so right

#SlamWords #48thEdition #encore - round 8

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Energising electricity roused me from my sleep
The voice of Elvis crooning in my ear so sweet
To follow his star shining bright in the sky
His voice lacing dreams so perfect I could cry
Effervescent emotions rising fast
Addicted to a star lost in the past

#SlamWords #48th R9
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CELEBRATE in euphoric splendour
The start of a blooming joyful Summer
Freedom from the cruel clutches of Winter
New beginnings, a new awakening, a new dawning wonder

#SlamWords #48thEdition #encore - round 10 (final)
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