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I've big plans with this little mirror
Reflecting sunlight back to the Dog Star
Nebula
A tap on an unknown door just to say
hello , a message in simple code that
intelligent life should obviously know
I'll wait till tonight from my hilltop vantage
for an answer hurtling through the heavens from my
newfound acquaintances*  ...
Copyright August 8 , 2016 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
I have come across love in moonlit
reflections o'er placid ponds
In golden rays filtered through
evergreen row , beneath the Winter morning
blanket of ****** snow
On pitch black nights enveloped in
candle glow , the rush of ocean waters
on afternoon shores
Within Apricot sky held in the looking
glass of Autumn
In well worn familiar paths to precious home* ...
Copyright August 8 , 2016 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
 Aug 2016 Rafael Melendez
Phia
So where are you from?
The teacher asked me,
No greeting,
Nothing.
Just those five words.
As I stared blankly, shocked.
Are you Korean or Japanese?
Do you speak chinese?
You must be really good at math.
It's majority rules not minority rules.
Go back to where you came from.

I am from china.
I do not speak the language.
I ******* **** at math,
I was adopted.
And Im right where I'm supposed
To be.
I face these things everyday. Racism hurts. This "poem" doesn't begin to describe it. Be careful of the words you use.
Blustery , midnight blue and black
We go way back
Inversions in the key of life and
mute hopelessness at times
We're 'old hat' , you and I* ........
Copyright August 8 , 2016 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
Today I committed emotional suicide
I kissed all my past and future feelings goodbye

I lied
They're still here,they just want to hide
A sneaky glance here, a forbidden love ignited
Your stamina driven by a fire un-blighted.
Our limbs lock, intertwine like puzzle pieces
Our chests pressed together, hands loosening breeches.

I can feel you under my skin
Ebbing and flowing to my whim
And your hair feels like the stars I’ve longed to touch.
Your eyes are closed, no dreams are here
We’re breathing in the here and now
I never thought I’d want someone so much.

Your grip makes me feel safe
My arms can’t let you go.
My hairs stand rigidly, at a pace
We’re putting on a desire rid show.

I can feel nothing but fingers and skin
Exploring and groping to whim
And your hair feels like the stars I’ve longed to touch.
Your eyes are closed, no dreams are here
We’re breathing in the here and now
I never thought I’d want someone so much.

You leave me breathless and gasping
My fantasy fulfilled, and rasping
Your sweat is sweeter than water
Our limbs never falter

I can feel nothing but fingers and skin
Exploring and groping to whim
And your hair feels like the stars I’ve longed to touch.
Your eyes are closed, no dreams are here
We’re breathing in the here and now
I never thought I’d want someone so much.

Boys can be boys, but not you and I
We go far back to the very first time
That you wanted me and I craved you;
This wasn’t merely a *****.

5th August 2016
Inspired by a poem I read earlier...and someone who I have an interest in ;)
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