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I Wish I could Kiss You in the Rain!

I daydream time and again,


To kiss you in the rain,


Holding you in my arms,


Surprising you with all my charms.


 

I wish time stopped at that very second,


No noise bothering you, no tension,


Only the sweet sound of the raindrops,


Should only be there before the rain stops.


 

Perhaps you will tremble because of coldness ‘my dear’,


Perhaps it is my prolonged kiss that will make you shiver.

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*A Friend*

 

 May.19.2001

 Trisha Barrek Hopkins

 

One that's by your side 

Day and night

The purring he never stops or tries to hide

He's happy when I come in sight

To visit or spend time with me 

Hours on end 

 

He meows when he wants mt attention

So I give him a hug and kiss

As I pet him

And in return he gives his loving affection

 

Tops has brough me joy

And will always

He will stay in my heart

Forever and until my dying days

He's so precious from my mind he won't part

 

Everyday I go to work and call his name 

He comes running my way

He's so funny when I play the string game

Tops is truely a great friend

I tell him that everyday

I will love him till past the end 

 

I will never forget

How he curled up in my lap to fall asleep

Thank you God for a special friend I met

He means so much to me 

 

I wish I could keep him forever

I don't want to set him free

But no matter what we are in our heart

We are together 

 

He's my best friend

I ask of you God to protect

And make sure he gets all the love I send 

Because He's my friend

One that's purr-fect

 

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Author's Notes/Comments: 

Dedicated to my stray Tops from Tree Tops at Fernwood Resorts. I love and miss him

*The way You Touch Me*

 

 August.1.2000

 Trisha Barrek Hopkins

 

The tips of your fingers

Are so smooth as the caress my skin

The feeling just lingers

My heat just spins

 

It puts chills down my spin

And a tingle through my body

I makes me want to wine and dine

And have our own little party

 

The warmth feels so nice

The heat we create

Could melt any size of ice

The only thing that could have brought this passion together

It had to fate 

It was meant to burn so deep forever

 

The way you touch me 

The feeling within

It's set free

Your touch makes my head spin

 

I'm wanting to experience your kiss

To be in your arms

This feeling I don't want to forget or miss

Just promise you'll keep me from harm

 

I want this feeling forever

I want us to be 

To always be together 

 

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Author's Notes/Comments: 

I don't like this poem much. I'm going to edit it some more 

*A Lasting Impression*

October.5.2003
Trisha M. Barrek Hopkins

A first kiss
A first touch
A first glance into those eyes
A first hug
A first for everything

That first kiss I really miss
That first touch again I want it so much
That first glance into your eyes
An imaginable lover in disguise
That first hug I cant wait to feel your arms
Warm and snug
The first for everything to me I want you to bring


A lasting impression
Is what i left
A loving affection
Is what i wish to get 

 

A lasting impression
Is what i brought to your mind
A lasting question
Why does God bless me with such a find

 

A lasting impression
Is what i bestow
A lasting gentleness
I love how much it grows

 

A lasting kindness
With great happiness
A lasting loveliness
Is what will show
And a bond so great that we will know

 

A lasting impression
I left on your heart
Is one I hold dearly
Always forever and never part

 

Copyright*

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British Surprise

British weather is cold and windy,

One two three

He is like no other.

 

Accidents happen most of the time;

He is her accident,

He is her surprise; a wonderful surprise.

 

Thousand miles away,

Are hands that are yet to be touched,

Lips to be kissed,

And bodies to meet.

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The Power of Your Kiss

  Whenever I am not in me occasionally,

 

And like an orphan star,

 

Seems to be lost and afar,      

 

Your kiss brings me back certainly.

 

 

Whenever my heart is covered with misery,

 

Your kiss on my forehead,

 

Acts like a nectar making me glad,


As if the cloud is no more shady,

 


The feeling of your kiss stays,

 

Even for days.  

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CHRISTINA AND PLACES.

Christina was with friends
schoolgirls like her
and she saw me

 

coming across
the sports field
she left them

 

and met me
and I heard them
cackle like hens

 

I’d turned down
Reynard's game
of football

 

to be there
what's tickling
their fancy?

 

I asked
nodding
towards the girls

 

on the field
O you know
what girls are like

 

any juicy bit
of gossip
to bite on

 

what gossip is that?
about the gym
and us the other day

 

she said
and that prefect
turfing us out

 

O that
I said
looking at her eyes

 

seeing worlds there
I wish I was in your year
she said

 

then I
would be leaving school
this year

 

instead of next
shouldn't wish
your life away

 

or before you know it
you'll be an old lady
with grey hair

 

and wrinkles
God forbid
she said smiling

 

we walked up
the field together
she talked

 

of her parent's rowing
and her mother's moods
and how her big brother

 

had  done things
but then she broke off
and talked

 

of the girl in her class
who thought
she was dying

 

because she had
started to bleed
during P.E

 

we got to fence
which separated
the field from the road

 

where cars and lorries
were going by
she looked back

 

at the field
we don't get
enough time together

 

she said
you being
in a village

 

miles away
and I living
in this boring town

 

at least we do
see each other
I said

 

not enough
of each other though
she said

 

her lips stopped
and parted slightly
I gazed at her

 

for a few moments
taking in her eyes
and lips

 

that kiss
in the gym
she said

 

that could have
led somewhere
could it?

 

I said
yes it may
she said

 

BENNY
someone called my name
across the field

 

who the heck is that?
she said
my mate Reynard

 

I said
what's he want?
football game I expect

 

you're not going
to play football
are you?

 

she said
I waved away Rolland
indicating I wasn't playing

 

and he ran off
with other boys
towards the goals

 

on the other end
of the field
she looked at the boys

 

kicking a ball around
never understand boys
she said

 

what do they see
in kicking a ball about?
never mind them

 

I said
we have limited
time together

 

she nodded
and she looked back
at the field seeing

 

who was nearby
and who was who
then she came

 

close to me
and kissed me
her lips warm

 

and wet
skin on skin
tongues touched

 

a fire like sense
raced along
my nerves

 

I closed my eyes
and so did she
and we were

 

in places
and positions
in our minds

 

where
we wanted
to be.

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NO SWAN CAME.

Yehudit walked with me
in the woods
and sunlight pushed
through the branches

 

of trees overhead
birds sang
a rabbit rushed off
through the thick

 

undergrowth
she wore
the dark green skirt
and white blouse

 

school had ended
for the holiday
wonder if our swan
is there

 

she said
reminds me
of the Wagner opera
I liked the way

 

the sunlight
lit up her hair
as she walked
tints of dark brown

 

and light brown
a hair grip
held in place
unruly bits

 

Lohengrin
she said
that's it
that's the opera

 

she had undone
the green school tie
the collar loose
the tie untidily

 

pulled away
neck showed
last time
we saw it

 

at the lake
(the name
she called
the pond)

 

we sat and kissed
and you put
your hand
up my skirt

 

she said
where the blouse
was stretched
her breasts

 

pushed out
seeking escape
and there was that bloke
fishing over the way

 

and we didn't care
a toss
she said
I liked how

 

her soft
plump hand
held mine
her fingers

 

gripped mine
preventing their escape
had they wanted to
(which they didn't)

 

yes I remember that
I said
(we only noticed him
just before we kissed

 

tucked amongst trees)
is it unusual
for swans
to come to our lake?

 

she asked
I shouldn't think so
I said
(I hadn't thought

 

about it at all)
as we walked
I glanced at her profile
the nose

 

the flushed cheeks
the eyes blue
clear blue
as if

 

in white dishes
her hair brushed
in her usual
careless way

 

I hope he's not
there today
she said
it's not the same

 

kissing
in front of others
I doubt he is
I said

 

Lohengrin
yes I had heard
the highlights
of the opera

 

on the radio
a few times
the swan bit
she had said about

 

as we came
to the pond
(my word not hers)
we  saw no one

 

was there
except ducks
and moor hens
and fish swimming

 

just under
the surface
we sat
on the warm

 

grassy bank
and she sat
with her chin
on her knees

 

her hands holding
her legs
peaceful
she said

 

a crow sounded nearby
a woodpecker tapped
away at some tree
I could see

 

the impression
of her bar strap
through the white
cotton blouse

 

at the back
how do they manage
to undo them?
I thought

 

my hands each side
of my legs
balancing me
I love it here

 

she said
I like it anywhere
I said
she turned

 

and playfully
hit my arm
I meant the place
not that

 

she said smiling
still no swan
I said
she looked

 

at the water's skin
a Mallard swam by
do you think of sex
all the time?

 

she said
pretty much
I said
I thought so

 

she  replied
there was that heron
landed that time
I said

 

yes there was
she said
the sun was warm
white clouds

 

no swan
and us
making love
in my head.

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Canned Meat

An arrow head in my mouth

Undulating

Rations in calico 

Crying for the butler like a child for its mother

Lapping what I cache inside this trench 

Spread and cruxified 

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