+2Remember darling,
Walking hand in hand.
Through the gates of Graceland.
Remember when we sat in Elvis’ pink jeep.
Your hug felt so sweet.
Remember how sad you felt.
When you saw Elvis’ grave.
You seemed to feel his spirit.
A heartfelt moment to keep and save.
There was magic and Blue Hawaii.
All that day for us.
Elvis Presley Blvd and Graceland.
Ultimate bliss for his greatest fans.
This poem was written/submitted by Lamar Cole.
+1Moonlit night,
Feelings right,
Bubbling water,
Jet streams.
Bodies mesh,
Warm flesh,
Stars shining above,
Jacuzzi love.
This poem was written/submitted by Lamar Cole.
0Flames dancing,
Wood popping,
Satin and lace,
Love by the fireplace.
Soft rug,
Tender hugs,
Sweet kisses,
Lovers’ wishes.
Hot desire,
Bodies on fire,
Ecstasy and passion,
Complete satisfaction.
This poem was written/submitted by Lamar Cole.
0A piece of coconut cake,
A cup of vanilla ice cream,
A slice of apple pie,
Can all bring bliss.
But darling, you’re my favorite dish.
A piece of you topped with love and affection.
Is my one desire and wish.
Served with passion and a sweet kiss.
Life doesn’t get much better than this.
This poem was written/submitted by Lamar Cole.
+5It’s amazing how some things happen
Life suddenly loses its predictability
And things just don’t happen your way….
Sometimes you have to go backwards
In order to go forward
Sometimes we gain through losing
Sometimes we have to serve
In order to be served
We fall in order to rise
Sometimes we have to cry
To be able to laugh
Isn’t it strange?
One succeeding with blows:-
This poem was written/submitted by Yvonne Nabwire Kilama.
0The moon just hid behind the trees.
Looking tasty and sweet.
Like an orange sherbet ice cream treat.
Your love was tasty tonight.
Like an orange slice cake.
The kind that it takes time to bake.
Passion was out of sight tonight.
Love flying so high in the breeze.
That you could feel it rustling the leaves.
This poem was written/submitted by Lamar Cole.
+4I can’t tell you anything, anymore,
These nights get hard, but I have something to look for.
I remember us looking at the sky,
I remember just wanting to drown.
I remember wishing we could fly,
Now I just want to fall down.
You own no part,
I can be anything I want to be.
Tired of your endings, I’ll make a start,
Sadly, it won’t be us, just me.
I only tell you little,
Because you’ll feel better with a lie.
But honestly, I only talk to you,
To make sure you’re still alive.
We can’t just stand here,
We can’t be happy alone.
Sadness is lovely company with fear,
When you’re on your own.
If only I could shake these feelings,
Feelings of despair.
If only I could shake these feelings,
The feelings that mean I care.
This poem was written/submitted by Psuedonymous Fog.
