Muse of Mine —A Villanelle (Poem)

I now know the singular purpose of his lips
As his whispers form and conjure spells
In response, my chalice overflows, he is thirsty and sips

A Drinking in bits of me and sweet lusting, touching my hips Sultry brown eyes engaged for the longing mood compels
I now know the singular purpose of his lips

Kisses so rare, so sublime creating heart skips My marvel monarch invoking while incites In response, my chalice overflows, he is thirsty and sips

A His Charm speak more powerful than the sunlight His presence on par with those celestial beings I now know the singular purpose of his lips

Intentions bold, sets me on fire, as this muse fits
He is skillfully undoing inhibitions parting thighs In response, my chalice overflows, he is thirsty and sips

Touch, the love language he speaks, alluring me
The moon comes closer to glimpse, listens and tells
I now know the singular purpose of his lips
In response, my chalice overflows, he is thirsty and sips

This original blog post was written and copyrighted by Juana M. Gumbs. All rights are reserved by her in February 2021 (C)

POEM: Familiarity

Feeling around in the dark

We found you

Shapelessness

We placed hands together

Formed you

When it was posed as impossible

We held on

Time allowed and kept up

We profound

A melody fortunate

Trapped in the minds of those that we touch

And we touch

Often

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This original blog post and poem was written and copyrighted by Juana M. Gumbs. All rights are reserved by her. May 2020 (C)

POEM: Why Blood Needs Tears

Veins are no different from tear-ducts

They flow despite themselves keeping us sustained

The return necessary for the process to continue

Even though it may be from dread or fate

Pain in the delay of the cycle

Of growth and grown and gone

We push pull and hesitate

Stifle

But still they come down your face

Blinding

Not without the lack of blood

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This original blog post and poem was written and copyrighted by Juana M. Gumbs. All rights are reserved by her. April 2020 (C)

VERSE: IMMORTAL IN MY ART

** This poem was inspired by love and majic, Djehuty reigns.**

You.

You. Make. Me. Feel. So. Deeply.

I. Must. Write. About. You. My. Odyssey.

You. Are. Immortal. In. My. Art.

Because. I. Love. You. So. Completely.

You.

A. god. Creating.

Enchantment. Cast. From. Gazing. And. Touch.

To. Having. Moscato. In. My. Mouth.

While. Tasting. Your. Tongue.

Sipping. Life. From. You.

I. Feel. You. Like. It.

I. Delight. In. It.

Indulge. So. Intensely. To. Reach. A. Rapture. Unexplored.

Ohhh. I. Have. Toured. Your. Inner. Realms.

To. Move. Outward. To. Arouse. Your. Skin.

With. Other. Purposes. Exposed.

My. Mouth. Lips. Tongue. Hungry.

Tipsy. Relish. Nipping. On.

All. Anxious. Then. I. Stroke.

Hidden. Pleasures. Between. Your. Thighs.

Edging. Energy. From. My. Sacral. Chakra.

Thirsty. Seeking. A. Hint. Of. Your. Divine.

Within. My. Hands.

I. Hold. Throbbing. Tempting.

A. Rush. Coaxing. Me. Out.

Awakening. Emotional. Connections.

My. Eyes. Become. Fixed. Upon. Yours.

You.

You. Immortal. In. My. Art. Create.

Defying. All. Mass. Time. Space.

Even. The. Infinite. Universe.

Disclaimer: This poem was created straight from the universe that is within me. All photography or original art for this post was created by Juana M. Gumbs, AKA HetHeru. Thank you so much for your support. Please like, comment, criticize, make suggestions or say “hi”.

This is an original poem imagined, created and copyrighted in 2019 by Juana M. Gumbs. All rights are reserved by her.

VERSE: IN MANY HEARTBEATS

Pulse pronounced

Two fingers press part

Polarizing through highways of veins

Light beats under soft skin

Showing life

Showing frailty

Beat

Stop

Beat

Stop

Quaking

Pressure points

Pleasure roused

Heartbeats race

Beat Beat Stop

Anything becoming everything

Nipples nipped

Pressed kisses

Pleasure mounts

Seizing moments and body parts

Thighs arms lips hands touch everything except

Except

Even Eyes felt the motions

Even tongues tasted and devoured

Fragrance of lavender lemongrass

Quickening vibrations to heights unknown

Both

Indulging immersing deeply

Eros ruled and still rocked

Heartbeats hot electric

To make them lost in it

They couldn’t hear

Love making was deafening

Instead of ebbing accelerating

The only heaven they know

Disclaimer: This poem was inspired by love. All photography or original art for this post was created by Juana M. Gumbs, AKA HetHeru. Thank you so much for your support. Please like, comment, criticize, make suggestions or say “hi”.

This is an original poem imagined, created and copyrighted in 2019 by Juana M. Gumbs. All rights are reserved by her.

VERSE: DOPE LOVE MEDLEY

Hurry

Come hurry

Come

Against my brow

The instance I breathe and take in

And then, burst forth life through pain

Love, then in pastures

Come to play

A medley, a true tune

Played by me with Aesop’s violin

Hurry

Some hurry

Some

Little by little

The rain drops overflow

To flood the gardens

Filled with corn,

Filled with birth

That moans from Earth

To pass

To give life

To give death, rebirth

Hurry

Sun hurry

Sun

Quietly, silently, quietly

Growing from a distant line

To cover shadowed flaws

Hushed nights and removed bright stars

And rays that disguise the universe

For creatures like us

To feel invincible

This is an original poem imagined, created and copyrighted in 2019 by Juana M. Gumbs. All rights are reserved by her.

VERSE: Dusk Draws Near…

Written 11/9/2012

Impressions of you

Dusk draws near

Conjuring a spell

Symbolically the motion

is far too much to equate

while a river’s tide rises

Within my chest

Heart heavy, filled with

The pain of the rain there

That day

But still dusk draws near

Reminding

Motion pictures of memories

Flash as you left me

This chapter ends

The other begins

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This is an original poem imagined and copyrighted in 2019 by Juana M. Gumbs. All rights are reserved by her.

VERSE: CHAKRA DIPS

Foreword: Dedicated to my Djehuty. Inspiration. You gave me the ideas.

Anticipation still fresh with you

Ache, aching for what

For you to take every disdain away

Your lips finding mine and…

Your hips finding mine and…

Crackling, fireworks and sublime

Taking me back to climax

With no time to recover my breath

My ripe and tender breasts rise and fall

So full, so awake and alive still

You rouse me again

Taking my heartbeats wondering

Wandering hands lifting sifting shifting

Manuevering motions

Movement momentous

Dipped back you ride on

Pressure applied with major effect

Since you are a natural at making me

Making me trip off of you…

You, the rush to my brain when I take a hit

But you last longer…far longer

Lingering depth, you stand strong

Digging me out, hearing my sighs

Begging you please…please…please

Come inside

Pulling you near

When we are in bliss fits

Releasing in unison

Primal energy

In lower back chakra dips

Erupting profusely

Inducing highs off my cries

Pleading with me to look at you

As you are in me

Giving me spasms still

Keeping me forever suspended in your rapture

Disclaimer: This poem inspired by the love of my life. All photography or original art for this post was created by Juana M. Gumbs, AKA HetHeru. Thank you so much for your support. Please comment, criticize, make suggestions or say “hi”.

This is an original poem imagined, created and copyrighted in 2019 by Juana M. Gumbs. All rights are reserved by her.

VERSE: We Are Mighty

Foreword: This poem is dedicated to my greatest love, my inspiration, my Djehuty. You are love. You are loved.

We are beyond

We are diverse, but worthy

We are stars with planets of life and light

We are motion, flying forward and following no one

We are the wind, quick upsweeps and always landing on feet

We are invincible, immortal spirits roaming for a time then…

Travelling back to where we were conjured from

100,000 years or so, bringing back with us eternal knowledge

Wisdom fresh and renown

With all the answers presented in many lifetimes

Disclaimer: This poem was written in whim, from my heart to this blog, for my lover. Thank you so much for your support. Please comment, criticize, make suggestions or say “hi”.

This is an original work imagined, created and copyrighted in 2019 by Juana M. Gumbs. All rights are reserved by her.

VERSE: WHERE CAN LOVE KNOW

Lingering in the outer reaches of the universe

CAN

Loving that which was in open

That with cosmic eyes CAN sought out

Unknowingly, Love unconscious of the trail

Left behind

That cosmic eyes CAN sought designs

To perfect, to what purpose imperfect

What CAN saw was mirrored

Reverse universe

To take part in for a little while, Love

A little while became more so home

Digging CAN put treasures in

Now known for where treasures grew

Studying something more divine

Studying himself no less

Love was the opposite to his opposite

Same to his same

CAN cursed it, thinking his thoughts undeserving

Syncing motives with clever intensions

Love was really CAN

CAN really Love

Love asking CAN “are you a god?”

Unknowingly, CAN disowned the thought

Thought Love a threat from learning

If CAN didn’t learn what that Love was before

CAN would Love with out question

Disclaimer: This poem is created off of pure inspiration in the universe that is within me, Het Heru AKA Juana. Please feel free to comment, criticize, make suggestions or say “hi”. This is an original poem created and copyrighted in 2019 by Juana M. Gumbs. All rights are reserved by her.