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theannete
theannete
F/Ukraine Poetry from my soul to your heart.
What’s it on my lips, You want to taste? What’s it on my cheeks, You want to touch? What’s it on my nose, You want to smell? What’s it in my ears, You want to hear? What’s it in my hair, You want to pull? What’s it on my neck, You want to bite? What’s it on my hips, You want to sway? What’s it in my hands, You want to grab? What was on my back, You chased so well, Thinking that in was just lust. When, in fact, you’ve found Love Looking straight into my eyes.
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May 7, 2018
May 7, 2018 at 9:45 AM UTC
Body.
I feel There’s you In every sunlight. Touching my skin So warm. I know it will burn me The longer I’m staying But I’m hesitating To run.
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May 3, 2018
May 3, 2018 at 5:13 PM UTC
untitled.
The distorted beauty perception These girls have All because you’ve told them What they are and aren’t. Bold sacrifices Of timorous females All for your only Empyreal praise There is no harm for you To give them the sky And see their glory In the morning light. For that every girl Is a stardust In her own shape and color, In her light. For that every girl A tidal wave Of glowing morning And a silent night.
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Mar 13, 2018
Mar 13, 2018 at 5:25 PM UTC
Beauty.
In all these times and matters You are coming to me As plain and simple As the sound of sunrise. Hush and listen, It's the beginning of the day Where I’m no longer yours.
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Jan 27, 2018
Jan 27, 2018 at 11:57 AM UTC
Escape
I leaned back And started falling Into the haze Of your scent, Absorbing the ***** From your fingertips, Saturating from your Deep brown eyes. It only takes seconds But feels forever, I bite my lip As you watch me land On your white bed sheets.
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Jan 5, 2018
Jan 5, 2018 at 3:38 PM UTC
addiction.
When I sing the lyrics Of my favorite songs And feel through every line I wonder, how did they Came up with the words As I sense that they were mine.
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Dec 21, 2017
Dec 21, 2017 at 6:15 AM UTC
Lyrics
Each night before bedtime, Just like the artist on his poorest, in the dark I am creating Characters To get away and travel Without leaving bed. It’s my endowment And my curse As I go miles far But always end up next to you
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Dec 17, 2017
Dec 17, 2017 at 4:34 PM UTC
Characters.
You have to understand I am alive too And need to breathe In order to exist What would you feel like If I’d take all the air?
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Dec 16, 2017
Dec 16, 2017 at 3:37 PM UTC
Breathe.
I woke up To wildflowers at my table Which you’ve gathered Dark late night. Truly beautiful, Although I’ve got allergic Like they were warning me Of who you are.
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Dec 14, 2017
Dec 14, 2017 at 4:14 PM UTC
Wildflowers
You were the sound of waterfall. Great and mighty You broke your waters On the underlying stones. I was foolishly brave to dive in And impudent to fell. You threw me so keen And once I collapsed All of the sounds came out of my body Odd feeling The world is on mute.
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Dec 10, 2017
Dec 10, 2017 at 9:55 AM UTC
Mute