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 May 2017 Luna Marie
nivek
recycling body fluids
and falling in love
duel purpose needs
 May 2017 Luna Marie
José
I remember waking up early,
hours before dawn.
Rush to the kitchen,
make sandwiches and yawn.

Pilfer the keys to my mother's car,
and make my way to you.
Your dormitory from my house
was a journey far.

The way your sleepy face would light up
as you came down the stairs,
our eyes would meet,
smile and greet.

In the darkness at the beach,
I parked unobtrusively and out of reach.
Your head rested on my shoulder,
we sat in silence, communicating without words.

The way my hands tangled in yours,
the smell of the morning air,
fishermen by the coast
scavenging with their flash lights.

Then the sun would peek it's weary head,
above the horizon - the night was officially dead.
As my sight adjusted,
I would glance at eternity contained in your eyes.

For a second, that one second we'd never get back,
the atmosphere was just enough,
The sun began to flicker,
and it was just enough bright.

©  2017 José
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 May 2017 Luna Marie
nivek
without form
touched by the senses

able to walk through walls
a soul on a journey
What a torture it is
to long for someone
who was never yours.
Who will never be yours.
And i swear you were made for me.
I haven't met someone who looked
at me the way you look at me
in years.
It's like your eyes are saying
"I know, I can feel it too,
maybe in another life
things could be different
but for now, we must
go on with heavy hearts
full of love
wishing we could give it
to each other."
And i'll smile and nod
knowing that you are my favorite person.
And how cruel it is
that i can't be around the one
person that made me feel
like i could do anything.
 May 2017 Luna Marie
nivek
On her tongue summer tastes
full fruit
lips moist from love

eyes deep as space
she wanders the day
waiting for night

an open window to her bower
where the Nightingale sings
of love and lovers.
 May 2017 Luna Marie
Colm
Don't Lose Yourself
Remember who you are
You have things and you want things
You've become things and you're becoming things
Beautiful, good and decent things
Which bring great joy to the one true ruler
And honor to your rightful king
So don't lower your gaze or piercing sight
For ANYTHING!  
For anyone who has no claim
Or cannot understand the way
That your eyes tend to see such things
Designed as they were for such a struggle
Born and bread for such a fight
For such a sight
Don't lower your line of sight for anything
Keep your head up, not because it needs to be, but so that you can continually look up and out. To see where you're going. Where you need to be.
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