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 May 2016 Maple Mathers
Kathy Ong
Your presence excites me always
In the hallways
In the classroom
In my bedroom

I never thought it would be you
Closer we grew
Arousing me
I felt so free

I long for you to stay in bed
You’re in my head
Instead of him
I’m not that prim
Don't be afraid
For I am here
Rest your weary head
In my arms
Take your time
Let it all out
It's better to have tried
Than never tried at all
You did your best
And that's what matters most
There's no one
That you need to prove yourself to
Your happiness is what matters
Not some poorly scored test
Or some rumors at work
Not even the glares
From those who don't even matter
All that matters is that
Beautiful Smile of yours
Keep Going
Keep trying
I swear it will all be worth it
Hes... perfect.
Everything ive ever wanted.
Its real this time, for me.
And I admitted it to myself, so there isnt any backing down.
I just wish I knew what he felt, if he likes me like he does her.
Dear flaming and wild heart,
Flashes from our past, used to ease my pain.
Bitter sweet memories I treasured...
The privilege of being yours…
When in your arms I felt at home…
When our magic was so powerful…
Have we really lost it for eternity?
Your dried roses are bleeding.
You are here now but…
They still scream out for our story, for our flame.
Why do we have these vicious winds haunting us?
If you only knew how much I wish...
At least your heart is still beating...

© Christina Philipe
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Every edge of you,
used to be mine.
Your heartbeat,
our flaming kiss...
Never lost in my mind.
~


© Christina Philipe
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Would it be to much if I...

Can we mend our hearts and entwine our veins stormily like we used to?

I am ready now!

Make me THE hostage of your thirst...

Relish our New Glory Days...

I will only accept Eternity if it will be shared with you.

~

© Christina Philipe
Masked glance, iced slaps...
Soul's music turned off by a thunderstorm...

She used to rock the world with such bliss...
But why, if no one seems to appreciate it for real?

She looks up to the sky and realises...
This world was never meant for her harp.

No one gets the shapes that her mind draws up in the clouds...
No one, not even them!

Betrayed by the rain of sharp broken mirrors...
she lost her wings and stopped flying high.

She finally learned...

It's not wise to smile with the heart...
at least not in this world!
Teeth only grow up twice and...
dancing flames will always get lost in the sea...

Cruel reality, bleeding heart.

© Christina Philipe
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