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Her lips taste like gold
And I smell lilacs on the wind
As a breeze brushes back her hair
She looks me in the eye
And traces a finger down my cheek
And along my jawline
Just to pull gently on my chin hair
She wraps her hands around my face
And pulls me in for a long kiss
No words need to be said
We were speaking with our souls
And I knew there was a reason for everything
In that moment
 Jan 2015 Indigo Morrison
Lyn
The ink screams the words,
I could not even whisper.
Quit depicting yourself as the artist when you should be the one on the canvas.
 Jan 2015 Indigo Morrison
Zay
I wish I wasn't shy
I wish I could be myself
I wish they could see
I'm just like everyone else

I wish I could share my thoughts
I wish I could speak my mind
But the harder I try
The more my tongue is twined

I wish I was transparent
So people could see
That the wall I put up
Is just for security.

I come off as distant
I come off as aloof
But take a look in my heart
And you will find proof.

I am no different than you.
 Jan 2015 Indigo Morrison
baz
tonight i realized
that you do not entirely belong to me

and that the best days
really are the first to flee
 Dec 2014 Indigo Morrison
AJ
"I" is stuck in my throat blocking "love" from escaping my lips while "you" is still embedded in my heart.

Hopefully you get the hint when I smile at you without reason or when my tongue gently pushes the words into your mouth when we kiss. I can't gather up the courage to speak those three words but with every touch, gaze, and the meeting of our lips I am secretly telling you
"I love you."

Do you get my messages?
a writer puts a sentence into the world.

*a poet puts the world into a sentence.
jtb
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