jennifer-12 - Hello Poetry

There's this smell in the mornings when I walk to the bus stop alone This smell brings a sensation of over satisfaction The air is clear My atmosphere warm The scent so gratifying Flashback to your bed I slept on And your morning breath that greeted my lips Those bright eyes that grounds me The I love you exchanged before ours days Flashback once more to the night before Tired eyes Our toes intertwined My heart heavy and filled with you My mind yours to consume I have the world in front of me The morning peaks over the buildings, are you not satisfied?

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Oct 13, 2015

Oct 13, 2015 at 12:59 AM UTC

The girl that wants it all

There's this smell in the mornings when I walk to the bus stop alone This smell brings a sensation of over satisfaction The air is clear My atmosphere warm The scent so gratifying Flashback to your bed I slept on And your morning breath that greeted my lips Those bright eyes that grounds me The I love you exchanged before ours days Flashback once more to the night before Tired eyes Our toes intertwined My heart heavy and filled with you My mind yours to consume I have the world in front of me The morning peaks over the buildings, are you not satisfied?

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Pit pat pit pat My fingers click my screen Pit pat pit pat My words want to be seen Pit pat pit pat Two years just seem too long Pit pat pit pat These words have a new song

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Sep 16, 2015

Sep 16, 2015 at 1:10 PM UTC

Welcome back

Pit pat pit pat My fingers click my screen Pit pat pit pat My words want to be seen Pit pat pit pat Two years just seem too long Pit pat pit pat These words have a new song

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he has me wound up in this love mania i found his hands, he my eyes and i feel those stupid generic butterflies love so young, love so innocent we are its most pure and basic element

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Mar 22, 2013

Mar 22, 2013 at 10:16 PM UTC

Z

he has me wound up in this love mania i found his hands, he my eyes and i feel those stupid generic butterflies love so young, love so innocent we are its most pure and basic element

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I can feel the sadness through your heart When I lay on your chest I want to heal your anguish with my love

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Mar 5, 2013

Mar 5, 2013 at 8:08 PM UTC

He's my world

I can feel the sadness through your heart When I lay on your chest I want to heal your anguish with my love

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Little feet, little feet, please lead the way To that place you found, so safe and sound, I promise I won't walk astray

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Feb 9, 2013

Feb 9, 2013 at 7:39 PM UTC

To my roommate

Little feet, little feet, please lead the way To that place you found, so safe and sound, I promise I won't walk astray

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"Is that a birth mark?" "Yes." *No, it's a cigarette burn, dumb *** "That's so cool, it's a perfect circle!" I wanted to feel how it burned.

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Feb 7, 2013

Feb 7, 2013 at 1:29 PM UTC

Markings

"Is that a birth mark?" "Yes." *No, it's a cigarette burn, dumb *** "That's so cool, it's a perfect circle!" I wanted to feel how it burned.

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Grind on me Hold my curves Tilt my head Grip my hair Bite my neck Don't look me in the eyes Tell me a fake name Jake. What's yours? Kate.

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Feb 6, 2013

Feb 6, 2013 at 10:33 PM UTC

Anonymous

Grind on me Hold my curves Tilt my head Grip my hair Bite my neck Don't look me in the eyes Tell me a fake name Jake. What's yours? Kate.

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I'm starving for flesh Your beautiful canvas My claws search for your weakest point Such a delicate creature, my Prey Crash from the hunt He will be mine to devour

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Jan 29, 2013

Jan 29, 2013 at 7:38 PM UTC

Anthropomorphism

I'm starving for flesh Your beautiful canvas My claws search for your weakest point Such a delicate creature, my Prey Crash from the hunt He will be mine to devour

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Wrap me in love Fill my nose with his scent Sleeves as rough as the hair on his arms And as light as his lingering presence Dad doesn't know I stole his favorite sweater But I would've missed him otherwise His hugs are rare Kind words: sparse But his sweater consumes me I'm enveloped in his love By his oversized sweater Thank you, Dad, I'll give it back to you later

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Jan 25, 2013

Jan 25, 2013 at 4:41 PM UTC

His Sweater

Wrap me in love Fill my nose with his scent Sleeves as rough as the hair on his arms And as light as his lingering presence Dad doesn't know I stole his favorite sweater But I would've missed him otherwise His hugs are rare Kind words: sparse But his sweater consumes me I'm enveloped in his love By his oversized sweater Thank you, Dad, I'll give it back to you later

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Demands. Questions. Altercations. Frustration. I'm Tearing Apart. My hands are gripped From two sides Blind eyes Walking a blurred path To an uncertain end There are no cross walks The street lights are dim The voices in my head Over power each other Teach me how to look The starting line Was bold from afar Not even my crossing guards Can help me now My legs are tired There is no end Others are sprinting My goal is lost I am not enough Mother, do you hear my pleas? Teach me how to talk

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Jan 24, 2013

Jan 24, 2013 at 11:24 AM UTC

Will I Suffice?

Demands. Questions. Altercations. Frustration. I'm Tearing Apart. My hands are gripped From two sides Blind eyes Walking a blurred path To an uncertain end There are no cross walks The street lights are dim The voices in my head Over power each other Teach me how to look The starting line Was bold from afar Not even my crossing guards Can help me now My legs are tired There is no end Others are sprinting My goal is lost I am not enough Mother, do you hear my pleas? Teach me how to talk

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