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kiss I want to kiss you whenkiss by ~Jhonatan
Kissing seems not enough
And linger on the way the
Body tingles
In ripples
Like rain on a deep puddle.
Can we take one pause to
Open our eyes to
See the holiness we're becoming?
A pause to exchange a message:
"Look, I am living,"
No temptation required.
Where do the hands go?
They are not aware of each other
So use them both at once
To capture a soft, tactile memory
To go alone with the rest of
The tastes, wails, and smells of the frenzy.
Can you hold on to these
Fleeting moments?
Or would you rather forget it all
And make last times like
First times, ignorant to such earthly grace.
I think
. can you hear me? I walked home last night,. can you hear me? by ~cherrymassacre
Alone like always.
It rained,
I cried.
I know you're here,
I can feel you,
Don't you hear me?
I haven't gotten an answer in awhile,
But it's ok,
I'll be here when you're ready to talk,
Or answer, whichever you want to do,
I'll be here.
I cried again this morning,
I rolled over,
There wasn't anyone there again,
I just buried it all in my pillow,
I know you're here,
But I can't hear you,
Can you hear me?
When you're ready to talk
I'll be here,
They laughed at me today,
I put up my work,
The photographs I took,
My soul in black and white,
And they laughed.
Nothing else,
Just laug
.yours, mine I remember you.yours, mine by ~cherrymassacre
Tall, Dark, Handsome
Like the stories before,
Silly Girls, Rosy Cheeks, Squeals of excitement
Or maybe of old wives, clutching a dream
A knight on a white horse.
No, I remember you from long ago
Christmas trees, lights, curls,
Blond curls,
Yours, mine
Both blonde curls.
Careful eyes,
You look, I look
But never at the same time.
Always avoiding, always finding.
I've missed you,
I've missed curls, Christmas trees.
I long for poetry,
The music of my soul,
The joy of yours.
I picture you,
On a couch, on a computer
At a bar,
Sylvia Plath in one hand
A martini in the other
Sour and sweet
Lady Lazaru
Sta.sh
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'To see a world in a grain of sand,
And a heaven in a wild flower,
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand,
And eternity in an hour. '
-William Blake
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There is no "I" in "team", but there is an "I" in "pie". There's an "I" in "meat pie". The anagram of "meat" is "team".
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There is no "I" in "team", but there is an "I" in "pie". There's an "I" in "meat pie". The anagram of "meat" is "team".