The writings of Hunter Coch

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The Rage of Lust

As i sit and see
And look on forbiddenly
With feverish thoughts,
Pleasures possibilities.

What lust can enter
With such sinning sinsations
That traverse the mind.

Desires that burns like rage
Shining through the eyes,
Can they be interpreted?

What thoughts can be seen
Behind the tethered glances,
And the unspoken
Translations of the body.

As i sit and see
The friendly smiles around.

What goes on behind?

Do secret desires hide?

Does lust sit seething?

Damn it! Speak to me of dreams,
Tell me of those secret thoughts.

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Intimacy

To the sleepless nights,
Unrepentant secret sins,
And the joys of flesh.

I sing to the ancient stars
Of intimacies virtues.

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Intimacy

To the sleepless nights,
Unrepentant secret sins,
And the joys of flesh.

I sing to the ancient stars
Of intimacies virtues.

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Teal Dress

She walks through sun’s light

Clothed in a cotton teal dress.

Silhouette revealed

An unintentional glimpse

Of curves meant for a lover.


Secret Stories

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Within sacred halls

Are secrets buried by time.

 

Who would wake the dead?

Who would speak of stories lost?

 

But the light will shine one day.

 

The tales will be told

Of deeds known only to dust.

 

Poems of sorrow,

Poems of love and family

 

All will rise from deep within

And sing of what once was lost.


The Dark Door

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Gardens of secrets.

What sits behind the dark door?

 

To see beyond walls.

 

Do nymphs dance seductively

Or do dark gods lie in wait?