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  Nov 2018 Serendipity
Bryan Lunsford
In waves of emotion
(Deep as the seas)
Eyes cry ashore--

As there broken
(For nobody to see)
Another tear falls to the floor--

Wherein an ocean
(Of drowning memories)
Love turns into a storm
  Nov 2018 Serendipity
Raven
He writes poetry
But no one knows

He writes poetry
He writes about love
And loss

He writes about smiles
And frowns

He writes about sorrow
And forgotten towns

He writes about how lost he gets
Caught up in his own mind

He writes poetry to
And about others

But no one knows

Know one knows the depth of his soul
Because they all choose to see the exterior
And that exterior screams

Preppy
And preppy
Don't have souls

Or so they thought
Until the day he was consumed
By his own poetry
  Nov 2018 Serendipity
Elizabethanne
I let different boys touch me
Because I wanted to know
Even for a second
What it felt like to be loved
Even if that love was cheap
And it tasted like ***
Like the punchline to a joke
I never got because it was me

I let different boys have different parts of me
Parts that they didn't deserve
But I offered up willingly because I couldn't give anything else
Because you broke me
And I was looking for different fingers
To place different pieces and hoping
That the outcome would be a masterpiece
That maybe one of them would find a way
To cover up the handprints you left all over me

I let different boys touch me because I had to prove to myself that you wouldn't be the only one
That the scars that mark my body wouldn't define my worth to be loved
I am still not entirely sure that you aren't the only one
Who could ever touch me

I let different boys touch me because that is all I have been taught
To be a joke
To be silent
To be ready to give until you have nothing left
- I am hoping one of them will show me
- they keep leaving me and I am to scared to offer up anything more than my body to get them to stay
  Nov 2018 Serendipity
Marsha
let me be
your cigarette

so I could
touch
your lips

let me be
your addiction

that you could never
try
to quit
  Nov 2018 Serendipity
Pagan Paul
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What floats your boat babe,
Archimedes' Principle of Water Displacement?



© Pagan Paul (20/07/18)
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6th in my series Even Poets ***** Up ...
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