Seven Poems of Desire

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By Miles Patrick Yohnke

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Romance. Life. Healing. Love. Nature. Mystery. Magic. I really enjoyed the screenplay to the 2004 American film "Sideways" and its use of metaphors. When I began writing a new series of poems back in 2007 I had that film in mind. I wanted to combine erotic subject matters with sport (particularly with my first love of cycling). Sport so often comes off as this dumb jock thing. I wanted to blend a hybrid if you will, of art with sport. Some of these poems use this metaphor and others are more 'straight-up' or straight forward with a playful side for what they are. In them that desire comes in all forms. The desire in game (sport). This desire to know someone. This desire to know our own self. To take on life with a desired discipline and push it beyond a place it hasn't been before. A realm of mystery. A romance of our wildest desire. This magic of life and sport. Any activity done well is a result of a profound passion from dedication to self. And with it, comes the state of mind and desire we must have to accomplish our goals in this cycle of life and learning. - Miles Patrick Yohnke

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53 Teeth lube, thrust, release; 53 teeth. With each stroke, I get closer A vortex of emotion tears of pain, tears of joy The body pumps violently muscles tighten, tense In synthesis we ride what lies beneath; 53 teeth. It's ecstasy with you, I'm a piston, pumping Power, control Our body, one We move closer It's a long climax like no other No words can capture this release; 53 teeth.

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Master and Servant Captured by heat and hunger bend me to your will show me what you most desire my purpose but to serve Through your dominion I find myself I kneel, supplicant before you consume your lust, your appetite set my body on fire quench your wildest desire My will offered up to you my purpose but to serve through your dominion I find myself You, the Master.

Time Beauty, like no other She is the template of paradise In times like these I think of your being, your beauty In this season life has reason For you I dedicate my soul 100% power transmission is the goal pursued I think of you to capture a time Surrounded by nature Captivated by light Captivated by your light From a deep well of longing and need intoxicated with those spirits, I push forth Time 57 minutes.

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The End This is the end beautiful friend This is the end my only friend, the end No one can come close to this love that we inspire For only you can fill this joy and the heat of my desire This is the end the end of this season.

Heat Languidly parting the moist curtain He slides into the smooth vessel Fire pink, deep purple the colour His hands secure her thin creamy white wrists embracing, both, with body and soul skin drenched, heat builds rivulets of salty sweat stream between them a cascading waterfall, a frenzied whirlpool flesh moves frantic gasping for air, screams a trickle of foamy liquid flows forth A tranquil peace, prevails.

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A Memory Never Ends Longing for each other vowed to one another A touch, a gasp, a release this desire fuels the fire Tomorrow bringing sorrow a brief moment of shame With the memory of this one night from passion's flame.

How Soon Is Now? I want to be your companion sharing nights, not finished by dark I want to be your lover and find the passions that move you to action I want to be the softness that induces you to trust I want you to be the naughty I want you in the shower, and in your bed Arms strong, legs spread that power, your thrust these are the fuels of my desire No words, no promises, no lies - no regrets No it is no secret, I want you.

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