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Nikkie Jan 2021
I feel your strong masculine energy every time you cross my path. You systematically shut down all my
defenses, and hide the key esoterically inside your heart.
I’ve felt a new elevation ever since I said that special prayer.
I began to notice this brand-new hue; the color
wasn’t clear to me at first. This feeling is different than
I’m used to, one that I didn’t understand when we first met.

One day I saw an attractive light, which leads to a
mountaintop high above me. Step by step, I climbed your mountain, with deep ravines and steeper valleys.
Some peaks have tried to block my travels, but I am
making my way beyond your hills.
I want to be born all over again, with you my King,
taking my rightful place upon your regal thorn.

Our souls will intertwine, to complete our sacred mission
from God. We have no choice but to take our place, a place of love that feels just like home.

This trigger “affect” is what’s taking place. You’re the truest essence of my answered prayers. This is not of my time, not
of your time, but in God’s very own perfect balance of power.
CM Lee Apr 2019
I just want everything to stop
It's all becoming too much for me
Climbed too high, now I fell from the top
I don't want all of these, just let me be

I want to get out of here
Rise up in the sun and let it swallow me
Let the winds carry me somewhere unknown
All I ever wanted is to be alone

I'd throw everything away in a heartbeat
If I could just be on my own and free
Let the snow sink me in
I'll be happier than I've ever been
Poetic T Jan 2019
I walked you to the door it arched
like your back every time  
                                        we touched.


But we never found our way to that
                                          exit of tonight.
No we never reached
that undesired destination.
                           Ending what had begun
even before the first steps
                                        through the door..

Instead we climbed upon each other breaths,
a stairway of seduction seemed to cling
          to our looks,
          as if I where the spider in your web.


I could have drove you home tonight.

But we rode a different road.
We never stopped at the red lights
              as we turned off our headlights off,
and guided each other in the darkness
                                                      to mornings light.
Poetic T Nov 2017
Once upon a time I climbed
a tree, up here I was carefree.
But as I reached the top, an invite
of views now gifted upon me.

Could I breath in these views of
grandeur, as I leaned on a sore knee.
I'll never give up majestic illustrations,
this sight I gaze upon beyond expectations.
Will Rogers III Feb 2015
You try to make me see
The height to which I’ve climbed,
To make me afraid of being free
And to forever rid me blind.

But I’ve got somethin’ for ya;
You ain’t got nothin on me!
This height is
[composed on January 20, 2014]
Daylight 4U2C Apr 2014
The first kid was a rat. Oh he was so crude and mean. He said:
"Make her eat that!" and pointed to dirt-drenched, ice cream.
The second kid was a sucker for shows. He laughed and such a stupid pose.
But girls have power too ya know.
Girls tend to be smart, and...oh no...
She scooped the food, tears down her eyes, bidding her last goodbyes. Up it went, leaving no traces....

Up to the sky! "Wham!" Into their faces. She laughed and ran on full speed. Jumped a bush and climbed a tree.

"She's like a squirrel!" The first boy yelled.
"Well get up there and push her down!"

The second boy was looking high.
The girl giggled and mocked "So boys do cry."
The second boy ran off, and chickened out.
The first boy said," I can get you no doubt!"
He hopped and hopped and grasped the first branch, then he swung and swung, but couldn't touch the next.
While he struggled so hard the girl, quietly climbed down.
He'd never figure, she was on the other side, on the ground.
She slowly tipped away and went on, back home.
The boys best learn their lessons, and leave this girl **alone
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