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Epic Lost Longings

written by: SMiles



Her legs
stretched as provocation
shimmering the haze of desire
floating boats
sailing my sea
smothering with ache
on butterfly lips
glancing tenderly
with fingers touched
from bottom to top
my love, my love
you're to never stop.
the nape of the neck
the curl of the lip
the sway to a beat
the movement of the hip
tumbling ass over tit
flowing with passion
easy and free
never rationing
until the one slip
a moral misjudgement
an ache to the heart
no hips for a beat
a drought of passion
the morality card marked.
Don't share me
nor like me
this is pain
silent ink spilling over shame
yanking at the strings deep inside
tapping out a rhyme as it tip toes
the lost, behind my painted smile.
The cracks are creaking
longer and wider with every tempo beat
missing and skipping
each eon becoming a mere second
a vinegar to be swallowed
a sands grain
scratching its irritation
as I recall
a place of our conjoined and contentment
while sparrows sing verse
each verse a drip of a life's love
perpetuating the dreams of together
Oh! What longed togethers I dream
but before the branch snaps
and the sparrows fall
with wings fluttering
you have gone.
My ears now ring with words of melting tolerance
twisting to the scent of pine air
our together laying
residing at the other side of the furthest sun
an off brush between us
slow but warmly dealt
instigating our cold demise, demise, demise
yet instant, within its finality.



My name Is Stephen John Miles (SMiles) live in Barrow in Furness Cumbria England, I'm 53 diagnosed dyslexic at 47. Found my written voice once diagnosed and have been shouting ever since. I've a self published children's book Zac's leather elephant and a published children's book The fox the owl and the big green towel, I have a new children's book coming out later this year called Book of Zac. The books are published by Austin Macaulay. I made stories up to entertain my children all rhyming this led to the books. My break in poetry came after a friend of mine died and I wrote a poem for his funeral. Two years ago I appeared at the Bloomsbury festival in London. I write beat poems as it works well with my dyslexia. Something I feel strongly about is self expression after feeling excluded for so long. I'm not for everyone but then not everyone's for me so that makes us even.

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