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 Sep 2014 Andje
Babu kandula
Your problems are not
Yours
They are mine(God)
Just trust me
Believe me
Have faith in me
Do your work
I will be guiding you
Lines that inspires me
When I am in distress
I will read them
Hope this will give
Strength to everyone
Want to share with you
All
 Sep 2014 Andje
Babu kandula
Love creates a path
Or a bridge
Among us
Through which we
Will pass our care,
Will share our happiness,
Will send everything
Only light that can win dark
So as
Only love that can win hate
Share it and
Get it
Not a great one
May feel good
do you remember?
we sat by the shore
drunk on moonlight
and bitter starlight

we stumbled in the wet sand
collecting strange seashells
and i wept at the terrible sight
of the end of the world

cheap wine burning inside
veins both young and old
our bicycles laid in the tall grass
like ancient metall lovers dead

i counted a thousand stars
not in the midnight sky
but in your hidden eyes
you counted thirteen battleships
inside my heart

and thus we made love
like foolish wild things do
on a beach with strange seashells
and we wept at the terrible sight
of the end of the world
Once upon a time i fell in love
 Sep 2014 Andje
wes parham
His love for her made her
More like him.
Her love for him made him
Like her more.
His love for her made him
More like her.
Moreover, for them,
She made love more like him.
He made love, at her whim,
More like her than like him.
The heart embraces what the eyes have made welcome.
A relationship evolves constantly, motives and incentives shift, carrying lovers along a river unlike what they could ever dream of predicting or controlling.  That said, I wrote much of this only for it's clever wordplay, the rhythms of speech, and to impress a woman.  Oh, fatal vanity!!   Hear it read aloud here:
https://soundcloud.com/warmphase/like-her-more
 Sep 2014 Andje
Michael
Psyche.
 Sep 2014 Andje
Michael
She cannot sort the grain. After all these trials, I have been lost yet again. —But fairy tales have been this ruthless before; myth has given me wings, has painted my shoulders with fur, with scales, with scars. Legends have broken me down into all the smallest invisible facets of myself until I could do no more than vanish entirely. Who will love me behind the walls? Within my keep, another girl's impatient hands will light the candle to gaze upon sleepless eyes, and wake within me all the anxious demons hiding inside Pandora's Box.
East of the Sun, West of the Moon.
 Sep 2014 Andje
Amanda In Scarlet
I catch myself thinking about your lips, again.
And one particular smile; I find it mesmerising.
Wryness and sadness and resolute strength,
That gentle smile, that almost smile, that 'shall I...?' smile.
There's a no-surrender steel to your stare, a hardness
In the set of your shoulders, the tension in your neck,
But your lips are all softness and so, so sweet
I imagine them to be; a piquant sweetness,
Mixed spice, vanilla and burnt sugar.
I catch myself thinking about your lips, again,
And wishing I could taste them.
My fingers to my own, I gently ****,
And lose myself in a cinnamon dream.
 Sep 2014 Andje
Amanda In Scarlet
Sweetly slick wet heat
Aphrodite, marble slab
Nubile offering.
 Sep 2014 Andje
Amanda In Scarlet
Here is one more love poem
For the one I love.
Just one more; except that’s not quite true,
There will be many more.
I write them in my heart
I write them in my head
I write them across his lips with my own
As I dream him up, as I take him down
As he follows me, into my dreams.
I sing them to him, softly
And I hope that he hears,
I cry them to him, sadly,
And I know he feels those tears.
I laugh them to him; we gaze into each others
smiling eyes, and understand,
That this is how we are
This is what we do
This is how we love.
 Sep 2014 Andje
Amanda In Scarlet
I tremble
Tumble
To the center of everything.
Side-glimpsed shadows stalk me
Revelling in my helpless need.
Chained
Claimed
Drained
Fed, and feasted from,
I imagine myself
With naked, hidden triumph.
I show nothing;
Submitting, receptive, aware,
And inside, everything
is wonderful, oh
Everything is real, and right.
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