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You spoke so sweet, like honeyed rain,
A gentle balm for hidden pain,
You reached me first, you called me kind,
A softer love I hoped to find.
Your words were warm,
Your tone sincere,
You made the lonely feel less near.
But slowly, like the dusk turns night,
You dimmed the flame,
You killed the light.
The care you showed began to fade,
Excuses built where trust was laid.
You left my words to sit, unread,
While cold replies echoed instead.
You once were gentle, now you're stone,
A colder man I've never known,
You questioned me with veiled disdain,
And made me doubt through guilt & blame.
You made me feel I wasn't real,
Dismissed the love I tried to feel.
But I was here, I tried my best,
While you gave crumbs,
And called it rest.
So keep your cold,
Your distant ways,
I won't beg warmth on freezing days,
You lost a heart that cared so true,
The one who stayed was never you.
"You're stronger than you know."
Well, duh
I hide things I'll never show
i'm finally free
i can finally be me
with no one to judge
who i chose to be
1-02 Wood
Dew glistens, hibiscus blooms,
Sun peeks high, Koko's crest.
Shadows fade, Hanauma's calm,
Ocean sighs, tides gently roll.
Brown hair unbound, a steady sound,
Sun shimmers, on her sleeping face.
Chest rises, falls, in gentle sleep,
Hibiscus adorns, a tranquil scene.

A gentle breath, a moment's peace,
Hibiscus Heartbeat fills the air.
A soft drumbeat, deep within,
Tranquility, a love so fair.
The drum quickens, a thunderous sound,
A sign, a gesture, in slumber deep.
Yet she remains, in peaceful rest,
A longing touch, the heart will keep.

Ear turned, a gesture, a beat divine,
Hand reaches out, a soft caress.
Hand meets hand, a connection found,
Beat so strong, a silent song.
Heavy heart beats, a morning's grace,
Love's pure touch, a heart embraced.
Slumber deep, a dream unfolds,
Connection flows, a story told.

The deafening beat, she cannot hear,
But feels the touch, a blissful sign.
She feels the beat, so strong and near,
Hibiscus Heartbeat, love's design.
A serenade, in morning's light,
Longing for love, to come her way.
Two hearts entwined, in gentle might,
A love so pure, where dreams hold sway.
Project Title: Elements of the Heart
Volume 1: Wood (木) - Growth and Renewal
Poem #1-02
See collection for description.
 Apr 22 Prosper Anyanwu
Hope
Tie me up in
red silk rope.
Bind my breast,
shoulders,
arms,
and belly.

Take the threads
to lasso
these
thick
thighs.

Tilt
my head
back
and slide your fingers
into my mouth.

Force
them
open.
While you
pat my soft
pink cheek.

Gag me
with your poetry.
Force
it
in
through
my lips

Let me whimper
and tear up.
As you feed me
word
after
word.
Metaphors
of panting painting
and other wives
who don't get fed
as well as me.

Make me beg
for your
pen stroke,
pleading
for your ink.

**** I love your poetry
There are thousands of frogs waking up in the forest behind my house
A choral cacophony erupting from the bog
Like them, I'm starting to thaw
Soon I will bellow my song at the heavens
Just because I can feel I'm alive
I, too, have been in stasis
Frozen beneath the moss and rock
Stopped my heart, and forgot to live
It took the smallest amount of warmth to remind me
I want to do more than just survive
I want to open my mouth wide
Guzzle down every drop of life
Leap to the next footing
Come alive under the full moon
Feast on all the morsels around me
Savoring every speck
I want to live

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