emgwrites - Hello Poetry

Whisper to me. Softly. Quiet. Mellow. Let your voice gently caress me. Let your words mizzle all over my skin. Make me shiver. Like soft rain. When each fine drop lands on your face. Like paint lands on a canvas. Sprinkles. Fine as silk. Soak me. Just like that. In you.

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Aug 19, 2025

Aug 19, 2025 at 3:06 PM UTC

Soaked in silk

Whisper to me. Softly. Quiet. Mellow. Let your voice gently caress me. Let your words mizzle all over my skin. Make me shiver. Like soft rain. When each fine drop lands on your face. Like paint lands on a canvas. Sprinkles. Fine as silk. Soak me. Just like that. In you.

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My eyes gaze. Letter after letter. Page after page. Chapter after chapter. I’m carefully flipping through pages. I just can’t finish this book. Because I don’t feel curious enough. I keep finding myself re-reading the same chapter. Starting over. Just one more time. It’s like one of those dreams that occurs once in a while. The ones you wish to never end. Unfinished chapter. Yet thoroughly read.

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Aug 15, 2025

Aug 15, 2025 at 3:35 AM UTC

Chapters

My eyes gaze. Letter after letter. Page after page. Chapter after chapter. I’m carefully flipping through pages. I just can’t finish this book. Because I don’t feel curious enough. I keep finding myself re-reading the same chapter. Starting over. Just one more time. It’s like one of those dreams that occurs once in a while. The ones you wish to never end. Unfinished chapter. Yet thoroughly read.

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You are just as tempting as the sea on a sunny day.

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Aug 8, 2025

Aug 8, 2025 at 2:33 AM UTC

Temptations

You are just as tempting as the sea on a sunny day.

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It was an uneven cut. The type of cut you just know is going to heal badly. You don’t care about how it will look. You’re just happy it heals, at last. It healed. It didn’t look good. Just happy - It healed. I didn’t realise it could re-open. Same place. Different shape.

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Aug 5, 2025

Aug 5, 2025 at 8:38 AM UTC

Same but different

It was an uneven cut. The type of cut you just know is going to heal badly. You don’t care about how it will look. You’re just happy it heals, at last. It healed. It didn’t look good. Just happy - It healed. I didn’t realise it could re-open. Same place. Different shape.

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I imagine twirling honey. Carefully drizzling it. Over my favourite dish. I’m having cravings. I’m insatiable. A sweet tooth. I want a mouthful.

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Jul 30, 2025

Jul 30, 2025 at 10:11 AM UTC

Eat (honeyed)

I imagine twirling honey. Carefully drizzling it. Over my favourite dish. I’m having cravings. I’m insatiable. A sweet tooth. I want a mouthful.

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Exertion has created a map at the back of her hands. Just like abrasion, when water gently shapes rocks. She has untied knot after knot. Her hands carrying eternities of wisdom.

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Jul 30, 2025

Jul 30, 2025 at 5:37 AM UTC

Matriarch.

Exertion has created a map at the back of her hands. Just like abrasion, when water gently shapes rocks. She has untied knot after knot. Her hands carrying eternities of wisdom.

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Sometimes You’re the heavy rain that ends the thirst and drought. Sometimes you’re the ocean between the waves. Sometimes You’re the sunrise That breaks the night. Sometimes You’re the train that never arrives.

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Jul 26, 2025

Jul 26, 2025 at 12:23 AM UTC

Thirst

Sometimes You’re the heavy rain that ends the thirst and drought. Sometimes you’re the ocean between the waves. Sometimes You’re the sunrise That breaks the night. Sometimes You’re the train that never arrives.

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Desencuentro. It’s like being on an open sea without a coast in sight. Just sailing in solitary. Waiting. Quietly admitting I wouldn’t be here if I never set sail. I wish we will find our time. When the stars align.

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Jul 25, 2025

Jul 25, 2025 at 12:07 PM UTC

Time/desencuentro

Desencuentro. It’s like being on an open sea without a coast in sight. Just sailing in solitary. Waiting. Quietly admitting I wouldn’t be here if I never set sail. I wish we will find our time. When the stars align.

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I want you to open me carefully, like a new book. In half. Slowly dragging your fingers across my center. Before you start reading.

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Jul 25, 2025

Jul 25, 2025 at 3:46 AM UTC

Read me.

I want you to open me carefully, like a new book. In half. Slowly dragging your fingers across my center. Before you start reading.

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