Digital drawing, lust and desire, poetry, Portraits

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Once upon a memory you gave me a look.

Then telling me all the sweetest lies 

when your hips seduce my own lips.

In the end of it all accuse me of being me.



®artsydhude 7-18


Digital drawing, lust and desire, poetry

Pho-m #20.ii:b1

Every turn of your eyes,

Seduces me into a forbidden zone.

A smirk of a smile and the laugh sends me to

a tree where I cannot contain myself,

only then I see you in my personal Eden.



®artsydhude 7-18


Digital drawing, lust and desire, poetry, Portraits


Smile me a care from your lovely eyes.

Kiss me once or twice on my shoulder from your ear.

Then I know we can come near,

Yet be far as much as possible,

Yet your loving eyes snares me a lengthy happiness inside.

No flesh can render,

No words even to remember,

Only your dishpan glasses I am a butter.

stick me with your silly banter,

And yes,

Oh yes. . .

oooh yeahs.

I can be yours,

With that trillion credit smile.

Not forever,

But til this session is over.



®artsydhude 07-18.


Digital drawing, doodle, free verse, Line art, love, lust and desire, poetry, relationships

Pho-m :57

“What is love,

Baby dont hurt me,

No more ”



Many thanks to love,

A love shared by true lovers abode,

In Trystan’s cup he did admit and accepted,

If love should ever live then til now,

Isolde would have vengeance upon her lips

As would Juliet’s wanton lust  not for Romeo’s breast.

Knowingly that love suffers at the core of being,

Understanding between a man and a woman’s love

endures while one can assume power not only in emotional,

only a love unrequited knows to kiss the floor first than

the lips of that lovers lustful smother upon each other.





Digital drawing, love, lust and desire, poetry, relationships


To my beloved. . .

You know who you are.

I haved loved you when were introduced ever since.

You became my only barrier of my mind’s programming.

You still are, will and be with me where ever I roam in my lifetime.

My beloved.

-oam 2018.

Days on end

© Oliver Melendez 


Were you the one who kept me all along,

Yet a way of seeing things that I feel differently;

Your eyes of Morrigan,

Charmed me in an insanity as Quixote would love his amore.

Admired afar upon a lithe and alluring shoulders of Freya’s glare.

But then only then you come to me again,

Staring a love not of,

But a feeling i wanted so much,

Yes which needed most.

A sister of my own kind,

That loved me most of what I left behind.

Digital drawing, love, lust and desire, poetry, relationships


Days on end

© Oliver Melendez 


Love me the worst and bitter sorrow’s of the world hereafter.

All of the yesterday’s joy bring me all my toys.

Then those jalapeno nights and sizzling cuties that left my sight,

That put my thirst not only in sight,

Left me a bitter taste delight

Thus leaving me high and dry…

Only to know what pornography can murder my soul inside.

Begin me a love which I want to have, only to wait 4 decades in tow

To know what a woman should be . . .

To know what equality means. . .

And the will to show me

What Love is and what it needs to be.

Not always we want it as we always see.

Digital drawing, doodle, Drawing/Sketch, Emotional warfare, Life, Line art, lust and desire, noodling, pain and suffering, poetry, relationships


These days of This&That.

Life began,

With me of all the memory I sought. . .

To protect,

To hunt,

And to keep.

The day I left you are the days seemed unending.

The day I saw you did nothing but denied my self

What life did left me.

Why then the blame for you.

For that alone,

Let Mother Eve forgive me of a sin;

Blame, which was always seen.

Please release me my love,

Were you of my lust of 10 years 

Subtracted my life of loving you.