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 Aug 2015 Miss Jasmin
Fa Be O
Ocean
 Aug 2015 Miss Jasmin
Fa Be O
I am an ocean.
You give me all your broken pieces
And I swallow them whole;
Wave after wave,
And I return them to you,
Smooth glass.
They will no longer fit together
Like they used to,
But they will be beautiful.
Poetry Challenge April 3rd, 2014
i know
a place where
nobody goes,
a place where we
can be free
of our clothes,
we can dance and sing
to the wind where it blows,
a place where the sand
is perfect for toes.

i brought wine and
an ice chest,
speaking of those,
let's both raise a glass,
tonight we're drinking
like pros
we can **** 'neath the moon,
where above us it glows,
me with tattoos,
you with a pierced nose.
I want to love a radical chick
with brightly colored hair and tattoos on her arms
piercings under her skin and
doc martins stomping on the ground
smoking **** and dancing
in dark open fields
playfully doing somersaults
falling on her ***
and holding me under her arm
never without her beanie
or her sarcastically loving tone
I want a radical girl to call my own
 Aug 2015 Miss Jasmin
R
I leaned my bike up against the gate and
Sighed.
Leaning against the window was the girl
thee girl
The girl with her usual
Frappe in hand
And book in the other.
Her flowing red hair
And glasses
With bright pearls brimming and
Shining against her pink lips.
Her face
Fair and clean
Rosy cheeks and
A smile.
Her clothes
Grey beanie
Flowy top
Jeans and
Combat boots.
Rings and
Jewelry galore
And
Even some tattoos.
shes perfect
I think to myself as I
Picked my bike back up and
Started riding away.
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