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The Sea and you are Sisters,
your eyes Green as she.
Her waves skip like your kisses.
Soft, rhythmic, with gentleness,
soothing my tempest.
You are daughters of the Moon.
© Pagan Paul (2016/2017)
Oct 13, 2017
Oct 13, 2017 at 9:42 AM UTC
Not one of my own, but from www.iwrotethisforyou.me
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I know how you felt when I touched you, because I know how I felt when you touched me. So you cannot tell me that you do not think of it often, or wonder why no one will ever be able to touch you like that, again.
Oct 10, 2017
Oct 10, 2017 at 10:50 AM UTC
I knew a girl as free as the sky
Her smile never reaching her eyes
Both her words and her heart
Were always worlds apart
Sep 25, 2017
Sep 25, 2017 at 10:46 PM UTC
I feel like artwork
When you pin me
Against the wall
I see masterpieces
Burning in your eyes
Use me as a canvas
Paint me red with passion
Paint me red with anger
Let us make art
And then destroy it
Sep 23, 2017
Sep 23, 2017 at 3:54 PM UTC
as beauty kisses
the dark of night
dreams of whispers
take heavenly flight,
floating high, above sleepy beds
leaving whispering dreams
to fall
upon
sleepy heads….
so dream
a dream,
of your love so true
while stars twinkle
silver and blue….
as mr. moon
watches from above
the most beautiful dreams
of sweetest love…
Sep 23, 2017
Sep 23, 2017 at 12:19 AM UTC
caught a sunbeam
I pocketed it
for a wintry day
Sep 22, 2017
Sep 22, 2017 at 2:04 PM UTC
Although
There's so much to love
In the aesthetics of existence
There's no stopping the heart
From being resistant
We all have a soul
So easy to squeeze
Carry it upon your shoulder
Wear it upon your sleeve
But here is
A simple little clue
The weight of the world
Is not just for you
....
Sep 22, 2017
Sep 22, 2017 at 2:03 PM UTC
I cannot say that I fell
skyward into the blacks of your eyes
after your crescent moon smile
washed out the ground beneath me.
No, I leapt.
Sep 7, 2017
Sep 7, 2017 at 5:51 PM UTC