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 Dec 2014 Metanoia
Chloë Fuller
long strands of raven black hair brush against my lips
my thumbs create crescent moons on a porcelain cheek
blushing brow and lips
tiny, painted fingers curling forward and back
heat traveling down an hour glass waist
we're on fire, girl
girls are soft and pretty
 Dec 2014 Metanoia
Daisy Fields
sometimes i will get real quiet,
and just let myself be.
i'll feel & observe,
the changing & exchanging of energies,
around & within me.

sometimes i am left speechless & in awe,
at the infinite potential & divine beauty,
in everyone & everything.
i just want to be still & enjoy it.

take it in.
embrace it.
breathe,
& just be.
I have never known anyone like you
The regret I feel for us ending is real
That is just the beginning of how I feel
I miss our creations, our union
The sounds you made in bed, almost not human
That makes me smile like your butterfly
And you know why
I am thinking I might not be done with you
The dizziness still hits me when
I remember our times together- and not just us two
You were one of US, our family- it included you
We all miss you, we often speak of you
And now you re appear and our happy times are again within view
I sigh, I wonder could we make it together- try again
I miss you~
for my cow
 Dec 2014 Metanoia
Juneau
without any sleep
what is real becomes the dream
you cannot wake from
December 5th, 2014

thirty-seven
 Dec 2014 Metanoia
axr
Come,
kiss me
hard
and you shall test revenge.
put your hand o'er my heart
and you'll hear the beat to which Lillith's children dance
Let me drain all the blood from your body
oh,c'mon! you don't need to be sorry
allow me to carve a smile across your face
and when they find you,
I shall fade.
Oh non, rien de rien
Oh non, je ne regrette rien

You left a hollow space in my heart
but darling, you can't undo the past.
you screamed in pain
of language I knew not a trace
Regrets? I have not one.
I was your angel who shone in the sun
but now, I am the ruler of your demons
Translation
Oh non rien de rien
Oh non,je ne regrette rien

Oh no,no regrets
Oh no,i have no regrets
 Dec 2014 Metanoia
lotti123
Where have you been my whole life
I found my old time love Poetry
My soul sings at thy opportunity
To show apart of me that I choose to hide from the world
Because I'm not the type to say what's on my mind
Hold everything to myself let no one know how I think or feel
Poetry is the only way I know to  free myself and deal with everything that goes on in my head, before I explored from my own bitter insanity

Its my poetic justice my right to express myself
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