jacquiline-madeliene - Hello Poetry

Should I trust those hands folded around mine or should I assume they're secretly folded around my neck and every word that spills off your lips like rose pedals are poisoned Or do you mean it? While you're wrapped up in the sheets of this bed I'm wrapped up in the web of your head when you say all eight letters such perfection So I am afraid. May I ask Is it all real?

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Jun 15, 2014

Jun 15, 2014 at 8:51 PM UTC

Real?

Should I trust those hands folded around mine or should I assume they're secretly folded around my neck and every word that spills off your lips like rose pedals are poisoned Or do you mean it? While you're wrapped up in the sheets of this bed I'm wrapped up in the web of your head when you say all eight letters such perfection So I am afraid. May I ask Is it all real?

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The funny thing is It didn't take a kiss Or even a hug You didn't have to smile Or make me laugh I liked you from the moment You opened your eyes And looked into mine It was only a moment But it felt like a century All of a sudden Locked in the gaze I knew exactly who you were

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Aug 26, 2013

Aug 26, 2013 at 10:58 PM UTC

Stare

The funny thing is It didn't take a kiss Or even a hug You didn't have to smile Or make me laugh I liked you from the moment You opened your eyes And looked into mine It was only a moment But it felt like a century All of a sudden Locked in the gaze I knew exactly who you were

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Behind deep brown eyes Lies the secrets she holds Kept up in a box Not far from her home He was a nice boy So she had thought But people had said He was locked in a box She once found the key And let herself in She was lead to believe The walls could be thin As the days grew older She would grow fonder But the keys had been lost The boy was gone now The box sits alone With only two items The secret of love Soft tears left beside it The box is unlocked For if he returns The secret revealed He might also love her

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Aug 23, 2013

Aug 23, 2013 at 9:59 PM UTC

The Box

Behind deep brown eyes Lies the secrets she holds Kept up in a box Not far from her home He was a nice boy So she had thought But people had said He was locked in a box She once found the key And let herself in She was lead to believe The walls could be thin As the days grew older She would grow fonder But the keys had been lost The boy was gone now The box sits alone With only two items The secret of love Soft tears left beside it The box is unlocked For if he returns The secret revealed He might also love her

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As we lay beneath the stars, Here I lay among the scars The world is black and white to most, But to me the world is just a ghost My heart was solely yours to find, And long after came my mind The black and white became so clear, I was yours and you were here The heat of summer came around, All our clothes fell to the ground But I could not be yours to keep, That idea seemed incomplete For as the autumn leafes took fall, I was no longer yours to call I knew some day that it would end, For now I needed just a friend A friend in you was a friend in me, We seemed to be so joyous and free You came so quickly and dug so deep, I wished I was only yours to keep So here i lay beneath the stars, With you the source of my scars

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Jun 8, 2013

Jun 8, 2013 at 11:18 AM UTC

Scars in our Stars

As we lay beneath the stars, Here I lay among the scars The world is black and white to most, But to me the world is just a ghost My heart was solely yours to find, And long after came my mind The black and white became so clear, I was yours and you were here The heat of summer came around, All our clothes fell to the ground But I could not be yours to keep, That idea seemed incomplete For as the autumn leafes took fall, I was no longer yours to call I knew some day that it would end, For now I needed just a friend A friend in you was a friend in me, We seemed to be so joyous and free You came so quickly and dug so deep, I wished I was only yours to keep So here i lay beneath the stars, With you the source of my scars

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