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Marthin Jan 2019
The archaic voices from above,
Through shattered hearts broken from love,
Minds upheaving in fluid motion,
Are unable to disregard certain deep emotion.

In valiant feelings and dreaded thoughts,
To deep longing and urges that were fought.
Late night conversations for release,
Are what makes my heart serene with ease.

Woe for the selfless individuals who parted,
From senseless pride that will never be sated,
In physical bruises to even painful scars,
For to care a beloved, your love must be boundless like the stars.
Bound lexical choices
Marthin Nov 2018
As day gradually turns to night,
when the sun moves out of sight,
your breath alone gives me warmth,
as we focus entirely on our art.

The way you move your cherry lips,
I move to seal the deal with a kiss,
the softness of your tongue I admire,
the vacuum of your mouth I desire.

You move in ways unexpectedly,
you change the world entirely,
your Hair slides like a waterfall,
and that's the reason of my downfall.

Your arms crawl like slender snakes,
your legs locks me into my place,
your grip is tighter than that of brakes,
yet you move serenely, full of grace.

As we move you go up and down,
It starts to make my voice groan,
We get crazy not afraid to be known,
But I become more when I hear you moan.

As we hustle under the throes of love,
the pain turns to pleasure if you're above,
intertwining our bodies till we collapse,
wishing that time would do overlaps.

We rest our bodies beside each other,
Thinking to myself that this is my lover,
Seeing you smile and I kissed you again,
Now the thoughts in my mind, only you remain.
Marthin Nov 2018
Love a woman for who she is,
not for what you are with her,
nor because she loved you first,
but love her because she is her.

Don't love her for her looks,
but love her for her soul,
Don't love her for her body,
but because she's the one you
wanna marry.

Stay with her for all time,
not only for when she's good,
for when in dollars or dime,
nor if she's even ineptitude.

Love a woman for who she is,
with all her faults and scars,
For to love a woman just like this,
is to have a beauty more than
that of the stars.
Marthin Oct 2018
If you ever do fall in love with a poet,
remember that a poet is good with words,
for his words can catch your breath,
and it's meaning transcends different worlds.

Once you fall in love with a poet,
always guard your beating heart,
for once he express what he felt,
a story will be born for it's counterpart.

If you stay in love with a poet,
then your will has been strong enough,
to love a man who is quite deft,
a life like that is tougher than tough.

But if you do still love a poet,
your world will always become a story,
for his characters you will becometh,
the fairytale of your dreams will turn
to actuality.

Fall in love with a poet for if you do,
that every rhymes he has created,
and for all the stanzas he has made,
All of it is meant for his one and only
you.

Fall in love with a poet for all time,
and you shant envy romeo and juliet,
for to be his lover and not his friend,
you'll find a love that will never end.
Marthin Oct 2018
Never date a poet,
for the words created-
will spark the fire,
that you're sure to regret.

Never date a poet,
for every night he thinks
of you,
for every dream he wishes
to come true,
and his words will hurt
like a bullet.

Never date a poet,
for every paper written with
ink,
and every candle that he
has lit,
for his words are without
merit.

Never date a poet,
for every ink that is with
every stroke,
for strands of feelings that
fuses in it,
You have become his palette.

Never date a poet,
for he wanders the vast
universe,
searching through valleys and
worlds unknown,
You will only become a planet.

Never date a poet,
for his pain expresses a thousand
knives,
and his joy reveals the field of
spring,
His feelings will never set.

Never date a poet,
for you yourself know that its
hard,
harder than steel or of that a
diamond shard,
Your birthdays and anniversaries
he will never forget.

Never date a poet,
for his words are more sharper
than knives,
like swords that can take lives,
Be vigilant for when he's quiet.

Never date a poet,
for he can make his life a story,
he can garner other peoples
sympathy,
For sure he'll remember every
moment to the last minute.poet
Marthin Sep 2018
Her
The way you touch her **** slanted thighs,
Caressing her skin as you hear her moan,
You’ll know what she wants when you see her eyes,
To brand her body, to make her your own.
She saw both good and bad life has to give,
Her body became a cushion for rest,
Her feelings are hidden inside her sieve,
Always in a cycle of being undressed.
Marthin Sep 2018
You are the smell that comes before the rain, that gives me that feeling of serendipity and vagueness that I like,

You are the smell that comes before the rain, that gives me that feeling of serendipity and vagueness that I like,

You are the view that I like to see every night, you're no mere star, you're a frickin constellation. You are made up of different kinds of you that makes you beautiful,

You are the food that I want to gobble and eat up but is so effin cute that it makes me want to keep you and preserve you until I think that the time is right to dig in,

You are the painting that's genre can't be described, you're like realism and surrealism at the same time, you look like a fairy who descended from above but is real because I see you and can feel you,

You are the dream that I keep on dreaming, hoping that it would never end, the dream that I want to reach and achieve, your radiance is what keeps me going through dark phases of my life,

You are the black hole that attracts my whole being, being dragged to the depths of your own profundity and mystery, I keep on being ****** in when I'm with you, losing all sense of time and awareness,
You are the sun that makes me bloom in excitement when you appear, you brighten up each day and give me reasons to wait for moments when I can see you,

You are the reason why I'm so gung-** in the definition of love, in the mysteries of love, in the ways of love or just maybe love itself, but wait, you are love itself and I love you.

You are the reason why my writing became much more colorful and expressive, you give me reasons to write poetry, and I write poetry for the sole reason of expressing my feelings to you.
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