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 May 2019 Sharon Flynn
Bee
she was the moon
radiating the night sky
and dancing among the stars

you were the darkness
the shadow that waxed and waned
through the phases of her life

she grew to believe
that your presence
is what made her whole

but like the full moon
she shone brightest
without you


x.
 May 2019 Sharon Flynn
Pagan Paul
She
.
He is just another notch
     on her sterile bed of love.
He is just another victim
     of conquest for her thighs.
She is just another link
     in his daisy chain of woe.
She is just another span
     on his long bridge of sighs.



© Pagan Paul (21/05/17)
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 May 2019 Sharon Flynn
Pagan Paul
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Impenetrable silence greets
as disappointment inside sweeps,
prey to another false start,
a fire needle to the heart.

And the secret twitch of an eye muscle
reveals the depth of pain in rejection,
the shame of being considered disposable
or a stop on the road to perfection.



© Pagan Paul (22/04/19)
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I am raining
the sky is too
the ink is blotting on this letter to you
dark clouds consume light blue
shooting stars hibernate
as I wish for you
 May 2019 Sharon Flynn
aesthenne
what has once broken the heart
into pieces that were dreadfully
unrecognisable

can no longer be pieced together
by the five lettered word
that i waited to hear from you
from so long
"--she was taken for granted by her lover's own free will and they had the foolish courage to apologise about it."
 Apr 2019 Sharon Flynn
Kaja
I convinced myself
I don’t love you

Yet I search for you
In every man
That looks just a little bit
Like you
 Apr 2019 Sharon Flynn
Theo
Untitled
 Apr 2019 Sharon Flynn
Theo
Hands around my neck
You're holding me from my back.
I think I love you most like that,..
or i did, last time i checked.
As long as you stay
I promise to be happy every single day.
And, if you ever begin to fade,
I won't be far away.
To walk by each other's sides on our way
We have to stay awake,
But it's a dark world out there.
Let us be brave.
 Apr 2019 Sharon Flynn
Jon York
I wanted to  love  her
          like  she's  never  been
          loved before...
          With my hands
          I  unarmed  her  heart,
          with my eyes
          I  undressed  her  soul.

           and I whispered to her,
           "You are a poem
             I keep on writing,
             a book I can't put down,
             a story that is
              never ending,
              a page I cannot turn."

               Loving you
               in breathless
               moments,
               stolen kisses,
               adrenaline
                rushes...
                                                                                     Jon York   2019
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