Dark Elixir

November 4, 2015
8:02 am

Dark Elixir

You taste so good
I love your flavor
I cant wait to swallow you
Can't wait to have another sip
Seriously
You wake up my day
Heat my insides
You hypnotize me
With your smooth touch
And bold embrace
I get high on you
Then suddenly
You're gone
I'm alone
With these lingering feelings
Of abandoned satisfaction
As I lick the last drip
Form your cup
Knowing you'll be back
Tomorrow

Deborah R. Shaw
The Silent Stalker

Poetry Lover

This piece is dedicated and written for one of my favorite poets gifted poet.
Mr. TBJr. inspired me to continue write and create visions on paper.
Thanks
Deborah

November 6, 2015
11:15 am

The Response
(Poetry Lover)

You're my poetry lover
that heats my soul.
Painting my words in ink
I respond in love
Someday
Somewhere
We'll shall meet
Draw the colors of love
In dreams
And fantasies
While we live the words
Of each chapter
Someday
Somewhere
Woven in sunshine
Entangled with the moon
Planted in the earth's soil
We glow
We know
We blow with the wind
Till eternity spins
Someday
Somewhere
Pencil or pen
Is where we begin
Lightning the sky
With our thunder spoken
Foreplay
Ignites sentences
Paragraphs of untainted
Scriptures
Someday
Somewhere
Our different ink styles
Melt into a  Maya Angelou Picasso
Dripping of unleashed rawness
Clashing with barbaric sweetness
From the other side of heaven
Somehow
Someday
Let my yearning kiss
Touch your lips
Before we meet
Leaving you with the thirst
To never stop looking
For my carved initials
Permanently designed
Only for my Lyrical
Poetry lover

Deborah R. Shaw
The Silent Stalker

Unreachable

I wrote this piece because Sharon ask me to for her birthday.

November 7, 2015
1:57 pm

Unreachable

Living my life for love
Love is my atmosphere
The air
Through the sunset glare
I live for you
From dust of midnight
To the wet mist in morning dew
You have me blushing
As I caress the shadows
Of your naked roots
Breathing your vapors
Sprinkling tatooed teardrops
Along the gray lines in the clouds
As I taste your fruit
In my fevered conscious
Living my life for love
I see you near
Yet
Unreachable
But
Seeing you in my dreams
Knowing love is close
I live for you

Deborah R. Shaw
The Silent Stalker

Poetry Foreplay

November 7, 2015
2: 58 pm

Musical Foreplay

Dancing to the rhythm of black violin whispers

The symphony plays in the background

As

My heart echoed your name

Swallowing

Each magically written lyric humming

Across your fingertips

Tasting

Your harmoniously infectuous notes

Moving me feverishly

I dance

I sway

To the sounds of you

Making love to me

Slowly

As the melody strokes me

I sweat

Hopelessly weak

Submitting to your embrace

Feeding on your triumphant

Instrument

Submerged

I drown in your

Musical Foreplay

Deborah R. Shaw
The Silent Stalker

Untitled

October 10, 2015
7:25 pm

Untitled

Sometimes I awake to darkness across the horizon in dreams appearing real
Then the heat of your skin brings light to my lonely conscious
Leaving me shuttering at dawn
With another gentle reminder of what love is as I breathe the aroma of you
Suddenly my world becomes excited and free
Gingerly I hold you closers to my heart
While this love makes no sense
But I understand our love completely
Because your smile gave me hope
As I race to the sky
Where the stars sparkle and the moon shines
Behind the darkness
And I dream
Making impossible seen easy
As I lay next to you

Deborah R. Shaw
The Silent Stalker

Day Dreaming

October 4, 2015
4:34 pm

Day Dreaming

Eyes close smiling
With endless thoughts
As I sit listening to birds sing your name
In conclusion
My thirst never dwindles
My hunger grows
As I lick between the spaces
From now to the next moment
With you

Deborah R. Shaw
The Silent Stalker

Sentimental Agony

October 4, 2015
11:24 am

Sentimental Agony

Today is painful
Feelings of abandonment grip my body
There is no cure for the aches that ripple down my spine
I stand with the burden of proof pricking my heart
As my spirt wondered aimlessly
Today I sit in lamented agony
Waiting for tomorrow to erase loving you from my memory
The sweet devastation of suffering from heartbreak
Veined in echoed shadows dreams
Of my sentimental agony

Deborah R. Shaw
The Silent Stalker