Hebrew King

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romance

Read into me, feel my silken pages,

absent of a literal touch, but for

whatever the reason, present is still

your heart that smiles.

Kiss me now if you must while no one

is looking, a mystery in itself, but you

don’t need to ask your lips, how?

It will come as natural as smelling a

bouquet of your own roses, as simple

as the metaphor, ‘take my breath

away right now!” Hmm

Read into me even more, let my

timeless passages uplift your soul,

placing you closer within my attain.

Let every letter be moistened by

your warm breath, Mm, if that

isn’t what I’d call the softest rain.

For who would need an umbrella

when I could stand the thoughts of

you falling down on my mind for

all of my days.

Respectfully, King

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OTHER POEMS WRITTEN BY Hebrew King

The Currency of Being Found

Don’t look now,

just be you and his eyes

will find your artifacts.

You have been digging to

locate what makes you a

treasure when you shouldn’t

have to ask.

Don’t ever question what

makes you a good coin

amongst many—

a penny for your thoughts

Toss it in water and let it

sink in; you my dear are

what it means to be brought.

—To the forefront of any

sensible man’s mind

The Onset High

My mind has been wandering,

wading through every thought,

dismissing those that aren’t of

you.

For they are just distant hums,

blurs of noise I rummage through.

Every path my attention takes

just loops back to what you bring,

leaving me unable to pillar time,

tasks, and routine things.

You are my drug,

my dopamine—

keeping me cognizant of the high

I need,

spotlighting the onset of my anxiety.

Cupid’s Bow

I’m shooting from the heart,

Cupid’s hanging off my shoulder,

reloading his bow, aimed directly

at you.

For this love isn’t superficial—

it cuts deep, drawing your blood,

preparing a stretched canvas

where you’re the muse.

Let every crimson drop bleed out,

brush-stroking your exact likeness,

leaving all the beautiful blemishes

intact.

You’re the living masterpiece,

dying to exist in my world,

thriving under of my chaotic impact.

Anchored to You

Know that you are beautiful,

still—

like waters he refused to jump in

while fearing their actual depths.

True love is a sacrifice,

one he doesn’t deserve if he can’t

fathom giving you his last breath.

For you belong to someone who isn’t

afraid to drown himself,

to experience the wait of your truth.

Instead, he only gets his feet wet,

leaving himself weightless of being

anchored to you.

Interstellar Rose

Her fading scent vanished,

like an interstellar sea of dying

rose where she held me in the

warmth of her repose.

Remembrance condenses on my

skin like stardust settling on a dark

canvas—

cosmic art immersing me in her

absence.

Gravity pulls me deep into orbit

through a vacant space,

where the distant echo of her

whisper creeps.

It says, “Look for me”,

and before my eyes there lay

a quiet petal within my reach.

A Hebrew Queen(Speaking from the Ether)

She speaks to me in a way

current times don’t show.

The further I think back,

not a previous exchange

with another comes close.

Her words are so adrift,

but still covering.

They are starting to fill all

of my celestial vacancies,

—eclipsing me.

Devine Imperfection

Beloved,

may I remove all of your clothing,

slowly but surely revealing all of

what’s underneath.

For I wish to lay eyes on your Godly

creation, in full—

Paying utmost attention to your flaws

as they are most sacred to me.

Borrowed Breath

I’m embracing the unwritten

lines in between your quiet;

My hands, gentle enough to

inhabit you without breaking

the stillness.

Don’t express to me how it

feels,

but do close your eyes, and take

it all in as our time reveals.

Relax in my arms, as the

emergence of ink begins to show.

Word for word, stanzas in tow,

a tranquil poem—now flows.

Our margins are deep,

holding secrets our minds can’t

fathom to keep.

No whispers are needed

to measure the depth—

just the steady slow rhythm of

borrowed breath.

—JG &...

Collapse All Distance

A corresponding voice that

resonates with its own tone;

It’s telling me to come home,

her body waiting in reach.

Collapse all of your distance

on to me.

It whispers past my mind

until the chant is embedded

deep within my aloft,

For it grounds my descent from

cosmos—

pulled down to experience her

gravity’s must.

Until the Night Exhales

Let me kiss you the right way,

all over, soft and slow.

Losing my breath in between

savoring each quote.

Brow, neck, shoulder, “lower”—

your petite breasts,

“lower”—

Feel the way the rest of

you trembles as the mood begins

to grow.

Take hold of my crown and

guild me as you please, take

control letting your hands

rewrite my rhythm—go.

Until the night itself exhales.