Love is Infinite – Original Poem

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By Mark A. Leon

Love is without definition
Defined by a set of unpredictable emotional impulse and actions

Infinity is without comprehension
No limits, no end, no direction, no comprehension of the valid understanding of logic

Love is infinite

Love knows no boundaries, but society is ripe with judgement
With blood-stained hands, they pass blame on the unholy
A struggle with no winners
No losers
No end
Countless bodies; immeasurable tears

Heaven and Earth
Don’t let it tear you apart
Stuck in the middle of an abyss of light and darkness

Prayers loaded with bullets
Roll models replaced by imaginary voices
The medication helps, sometimes

Angels high above the chapel ceilings mocking the demise
A civilization built on an original sin armed with weapons of carnal destruction
A tragic comedy written by the prophets armed with a fountain of ink

Violins replaced with drums
Swords with guns
Laughter with tears
Love with apathy

A sad tale we have woven
Trapped in a web of deceit and lies

Love is infinite
It is written in the stars; those cosmic storytellers in the sky
To the left, Aries
To the right, Pisces
In the middle millions and millions of unknown answers to a single question

All around, a wasteland of brown longing for green
Life spared for one more day, another year, another century
We pray to the golden dollar
Idolizing their every move
We are the puppets led on strings by the media puppeteers playing games with our hearts and minds

Led astray by one
Consequences of many

Love is infinite, dirty and betrayed
Innocent in the first light, corrupted with impending darkness

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Weak and Wicked – Original Poem

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By Mark A. Leon

It gets harder to breathe without your lifeline

A toast to the night
To our time together
To the sensual touch of your kiss
The lingering taste of your fruit

I lied when I met you
I promised the now, but yearned for eternity
I prayed for you, before our eyes ever met
I yearned for you, before I thrust into the domain of your soul

I dreamed about the forever story, but lived the now or never mind
A fairy tale thought, a realist outcome
A fool I am
An ignorant servant to the hand of the almighty
Weak and wicked

You are a symbol of grace; a classic reminder of the greatest gift bestowed upon this Earth
Mother Nature’s favorite child

With the curves of life’s highway
The soft skin of the nectar that feeds the romanticism of it all
The sensuality of penetration

Deep and slow
Hypnotized
Heat
Sweat
Breathe, control, balance

I woke this morning to the sound of pouring rain
I swore I heard your voice call my name
It was the ghost of a past I could not shake
It’s time to re-awake

Your body is my canvas
The colors of my life
The rich blues and warm greens and the red hot steamy nights

I need to breathe again
That I know
I need your touch
Inside you, I will show

Hello Again, My Love – Original Poem

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Hello again, my love
I just want to say hello

One more time with no agenda

Today it seems, you are so far away
I need you back to say, “I need you so”

In all my years, I stumbled through the words
Finding ways to say, just what you already knew

Kindness fell upon your lap
A freckled smile; a childhood laugh
A tender kiss, I was on my way
Looking back, all I could say was silence
A mute

A coward to the fear of letting you know
Falling prey to letting you go

In the shadows; the wind; your past is close behind
Smell of your morning rests on these worn pillows

I was your cowboy, quick to the draw; justified with cause
The chivalry wasn’t enough
It was the flesh wounds of my emotional absence
The quiet nights with no fight in the distance

This horse is come to pasture now taking solace in a pond under a blue sky in this all too familiar place
A red letter day for these old eyes

Seeing the sun rise after so many lonely sunsets
Seeing your reflection in every river
Hearing your voice in the song of the coyotes
Feeling your warmth sitting by the light of the fire

It’s time to come home and to say hello

Dear love

Stranger in Flight – Original Poem

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By Mark A. Leon

Let me into your life stranger in flight
Thirty-five thousand feet and speechless
A life time I will share with you from take-off to landing
East bound plane drifting from this western sunset

Adventures we will have
Children we will raise
Discovery, we will find

Sexuality steams from your mystery
My dream girl without a name
A perfect match we will be
So much in common until we speak

I see you with every passing mile
Me, just a stranger across the aisle
No dream, no fantasy, no daydreaming of a life together

Your thoughts are of the life that awaits at final destination
A loved one at the gate

Husband, boyfriend, girlfriend, family
None include me, your future husband that will never be

For a moment, I felt an energy exchange
Perhaps you saw me
For a glimmer in time, I piqued your curiosities
Maybe a chance I could have

No, just my imagination on caffeine
It has been a long day, a long week, a long year
I feel you can energize me back to a time of youthful love

Two giddy children excited and afraid
The moment just before the first awkward kiss that would be our greatest memory

For two hours, I fell in love with you, my blond angel in the sky
My stranger in flight

The wheels have extended and the ground has found a permanent place for this flying machine

Walking away, you get further and further, out of my life

I wave in hopes of catching your attention, but in reality, I am only finding inner closure

Goodbye love
Goodbye my stranger in flight

Dance Between the Sheets – Original Poem

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By Mark A. Leon

Your black lace panties still dangle on the end of my bed
Scent of that defiant perfume lingers in the air
Heart still racing from the memories of a few short hours ago

Still feel the softness of your hair as it slipped through my fingers and my last snapshot is the back of your hair and naked back

A silhouette of absolute perfection

A night so wrought in raw animal passion, now a fleeting reminder

You handcuffed me with your mind
A sultress with the eyes of an angel, the touch of a fragile feather and the bite of sharp broken glass

You left scars
Bite marks
Blood from nails of ecstasy

I begged for the pain
The hot wax dripping
The long deep soul sharing kisses
The thirst for more

In the brief hours of rest, I was lulled by your heartbeat
It cast a spell and sent me to a fantasy world where you and I ruled a kingdom of two
A blessed place where fate guided two strangers through the forest of heaven

Your breasts heaving into mine
Legs wrapped tight
Hands embraced

I held on knowing in the end, I would lose the subconscious tug of war

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I toss, still craving the touch of your inner thigh
Moaning at the thought of one more touch
One more penetrating moment

But you’re a runaway
Escaping from my arms
Calling the road your home

A wicked game you play, my angel of the darkness

I Stare at the door hoping for one more dance under the sheets

Goodbye Doc – Original Poem

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By Mark A. Leon

I always wondered if our love was strong enough to sustain
Maybe tomorrow we would be better
So many questions unanswered

You had me at first sight
A cliché formulated into a reality
A Gatsby moment frozen in time
Every girl a prize
You, a vision, beyond reason, beyond attainment

I wished to see you again for minutes, days, months
Time would pass without purpose
Then you appeared, again, the girl who captivated my heart

I found you under the glimmer of the setting sun in the darkness of this abandoned building

One toast and we were both drawn into this fantasy
With a sip of champagne, we leaped

I burned for a love I never thought I would attain
We were a country song with a tragic ending
I perfect love with an imperfect story

I found treasure on the sands of Rincon
Touched heaven in the mountains of Blue Ridge
I sipped the wine of our savior from your lips

Those Polaroid moments, so still, so permanent in my heart
So few, yet so important to our journey

Now you kiss the fields of the Midwest
I soak in the crest of the coastal wave

I watch the sun rise ask I think about where you are
I remember fondly

Perfection never lasts

It comes unexpectedly and kisses you with the power of a waterfall and the scent of sweet honey

Goodbye Doc

For a love unfulfilled, I ponder
For the strength you instilled, I cherish

I’m older now, but for you I still feel like a child

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I Was Too Young – Original Poem

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By Mark A. Leon

In a world wired for two, I hear your heartbeat above all the noise
In a world void of answers, filled with empty dreams and doubts amidst, I forgot you

Hypnotized by instantaneous emotion, swept away like a cloud caught in the wind, I was lost
Driven by the need for acceptance by the drones of an uncivilized land, I fought an invisible enemy

I was too young
Too restless
I thought I wanted more
To see the road and live by its words

I was led by the constant pressure for more
The depths of my soul
Passionate for meaning

I run away from my inspiration
Your voice has remained
My direction home

No excuse
No looking back

Life is a torturous journey to a conflict of light and fear

Your kindness hangs on my mind
So much time lost
So much I want back
To remember the days we never experienced together

My greatest treasure was your kindness
I squandered it in the depths of the mud as I dredged on

I needed room
I was suffocating in this closet
Closing in
Inch by inch

I had to break the chain to find what I had all along

I was too young
A hazard
Reckless abandon

Now youth reborn
Be mine

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