mariapolina - Hello Poetry

I never had a room. Well, I had a room But, I was allergic to dust. I am allergic to dust. So, early on She took all the books Off the cold off-white metal shelves That clanked and groaned Under their weight Put the humidifier in And let the velvety steam Perspire on my peach painted walls. I think they were peach. Maybe another hue of pink. Which I grew to hate Because she slept in blue.

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Feb 16, 2018

Feb 16, 2018 at 11:40 AM UTC

Spectrum

I never had a room. Well, I had a room But, I was allergic to dust. I am allergic to dust. So, early on She took all the books Off the cold off-white metal shelves That clanked and groaned Under their weight Put the humidifier in And let the velvety steam Perspire on my peach painted walls. I think they were peach. Maybe another hue of pink. Which I grew to hate Because she slept in blue.

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She remembers his touch, His desire to Please. ---------------------------------------- Not for the sake of reward, Just out of love Love. ---------------------------------------- She yearns to feel Him Firmer, Fiercer. ---------------------------------------- She squirms Beneath his Grip. ---------------------------------------- “You don’t look Like you want me to stop.” ---------------------------------------- A flutter; a Gasp. Enough. ---------------------------------------- Release before – She Can’t let go. ---------------------------------------- Why do we crave?

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Jan 4, 2018

Jan 4, 2018 at 7:34 PM UTC

She craves an honesty

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Galactic domes Envelop the sky Geometric tesselations Mimic starry nights. White cubes reside Caressed by the sea Freckled light tunnels Flicker vivaciously. Dawn of humanity 6500 BCE, Jordanian shores Brought forth Two-headed sculptures.

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Jan 2, 2018

Jan 2, 2018 at 4:12 PM UTC

Louvre Abu Dhabi

Galactic domes Envelop the sky Geometric tesselations Mimic starry nights. White cubes reside Caressed by the sea Freckled light tunnels Flicker vivaciously. Dawn of humanity 6500 BCE, Jordanian shores Brought forth Two-headed sculptures.

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Shoulder blades Sharpened Etched Onto her Skin Jutting out. Feathers Quivering Aching To Be Released. They ***** her She bleeds Tread lightly. Beware Those Troubled eyes. Shadows Ripple Across The stained Canvas Of her – Heart. Downtrodden Beaten down By their Cacophonous Drum. Taste Of the Sea Runs Down Her cheek. A Lone Stream Relentlessly Pours Past – The Murky Land Of Dying Trees. Wasteland Barren Save The Withered Rose It speaks – Its final Breath, A Parting Note: “Do you See splendor In those Placid Cobalt Eyes? Or is My inner Purity Revealed At Last – That is Betrayed By An Alluring Form.” Silence She waits And Weakens In putrid Earth. ~ He's gone. She'll never know.

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Jan 2, 2018

Jan 2, 2018 at 12:03 PM UTC

Exposed

Shoulder blades Sharpened Etched Onto her Skin Jutting out. Feathers Quivering Aching To Be Released. They ***** her She bleeds Tread lightly. Beware Those Troubled eyes. Shadows Ripple Across The stained Canvas Of her – Heart. Downtrodden Beaten down By their Cacophonous Drum. Taste Of the Sea Runs Down Her cheek. A Lone Stream Relentlessly Pours Past – The Murky Land Of Dying Trees. Wasteland Barren Save The Withered Rose It speaks – Its final Breath, A Parting Note: “Do you See splendor In those Placid Cobalt Eyes? Or is My inner Purity Revealed At Last – That is Betrayed By An Alluring Form.” Silence She waits And Weakens In putrid Earth. ~ He's gone. She'll never know.

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