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You are in the ether hovering above me, just out of reach.

You exist in the space between my heartbeats.

You are in the breath that enters my lungs.

You are at the edge of my dreams, chased away by awakening consciousness.

You peek at me behind closed eyelids when I blink

You are every smile and twinkle in the eye of those I meet

You are my fantasy and my reality, my myth and my truth

You are the silhouette on the horizon that slowly fades the closer I move towards you

You splash and frolic in the deepest pools of my soul

Your laughter dances through my eardrums

You are the lingering touch at the end of my fingertips

You are the purpose to my meaning

The beginning to my end.  

 ~Kevin Klebe

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A Poem About A D@#k!

You have seduced me,

                    teased me.

(not in this particular order)

You have disregarded your senses and felt with your dick,

limp as it may be on those cold nights,

nothing hung so freely though from your skin then my body,

using it so loosely then hanging it to dry on a clothes line with the rest of your clothes.

Perhaps I should sever the extremity below your waist,

make you hum a tune with my name in it,

baptize you in holy water while you recite the last poem I wrote about you,

then you’ll realize I’m not like the other clothes you like to….

                                    Play with

                                    Fuck with!

~Stephanie Khano

 

Be careful who you trust, the devil was once an angel..  ~TheGoodQuote

Intruder

Be as a woman and love a man

but forgive me though for loving a thief

Who stole my heart and robbed me from being a natural woman.

I am guilty for loving

and for the many things a woman will do~

like bleed but not see blood,

hurt but not feel pain

covering the tears with a smile

and denying that we ever allowed him to take what he thinks is his!

~Stephanie Khano

 

NEVER FORGET THREE TYPES OF PEOPLE IN YOUR LIFE:

  1. WHO HELPED YOU IN YOUR DIFFICULT TIMES.
  2. WHO LEFT YOU IN YOUR DIFFICULT TIMES.
  3. WHO PUT YOU IN DIFFICULT TIMES.

To Do List

Wrap your legs around my thighs,

call my name and say that your mine,

wash my hair, massage my feet, and crawl below until it gets sweet,

Taste my lips, caress my face, 

stare in my eyes, enter my space,

kiss me softly and whisper to me,

That there’s no place else you’d rather be.

~Stephanie Khano

 

“It is not how much we have, but how much we enjoy, that makes happiness.”

~Charles Spurgeon

 

 

The Scent Of A Man

I’m having trouble removing this scent from my bed,

The scent that he left behind from the carelessness of our moment together,

From the perversion of our love for each other that seemed to last till the waking of the sun.

I cannot remove the scent it has spread all over,

The scent that brings me to a restful slumber, the scent that makes me thrust my head back candidly as I wait for our next visit,

I’m getting used to this scent, the scent that I have tangled myself into to keep me quenched,

The scent that protects me from my loneliness,

The scent that reminds me of our exhaustible moments together,

Oh, the scent that you confidently left behind…..

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~Stephanie Khano

Diary Of Lust

Did you say you wanted to sample the space between my thighs?

That the taste on your mouth and tongue would not be satisfying unless it was the taste of me?

That the moisture of my delectable treat would make you shout, “DAMN, GIRL!”

It would make me moan, “OOOOOH, AAAAH!”

While I wrap myself around your love quietly whispering, fuck!

Knowing exactly that you’ll not only fuck my body but also my mind!

 

~Stephanie Khano

 

 

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