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I carry the key,
but your treasure is locked tight,
tell me your pleasure.
I find myself in love

With sweet Tangerine

Coming straight to me

From the land of modern dreams

California juicy

Sticky in between

Orange in the glow she holds

My sunny citrus queen

A look into the future

Best is yet to be

With her rounded attitude

My sweet Tangerine
a deep desire fires hope or despair
choose wisely
what you set  your heart on
 Jul 2014 Minx In Verse
Anne
Her heart sang a song of what she wanted her future to hold,
but her mind said “Shh, no one must hear, for you’re far to young to love someone so dear.
Now keep it in, keep it quiet,
and see if the song plays out itself. If it does,
well, then there’s no worries for you already know the words to fill the empty spaces.”
Keeping a love hidden.
-Anne
I will disappear in fog and night
Subdued in sound sleep
And surprise
Blinding lights
Overwhelming might
They will spirit me away
And charge me with my crimes
They will call me many names
Even some that I may claim
But none will be  my own
Traitor or subversive
Criminal or defendant
Or maybe
Even something worse
But I refuse to swear allegiance
To the police state
And fealty to the men
Clad in black
I will not submit
Nor ever kneel down
Though they may lay me
On the ground
But they don't know
That I stole into the great hall of Valhalla
In deepest dark of night
And took with me
One of their mighty spears
Usurped their valor
And added it to my might
Now they will have to  carry me
Proudly on my shield
Though my burning bier
Be but a lonely cell
It will be my burial
And tonight I will dine
In the great hall of Valhalla
That place that still lives on
In the mind of men
 Jul 2014 Minx In Verse
Shivam S
Music in my head
hands of love in mine
peace all around
and then to fade away
with the western sun
into the crimson sea.
# death #wish #dreams #life
There is a blockage of ink
It forms a clot
Which gets thicker and thicker
Until my heart stops
Is electricity
In my tongue.
I can hear the
Zap! Zap! As i
Taste nothing but it's cold
Calm
Cool
Collected
Flavor.
And I remember,
Edison didn't come up with this
Tesla didn't either.
But instead it came up in its
Own
Poking up out f the dirt.
And no one realized it was
Electric.
I take another sip and I remember
Peppermint is my favorite
And I crinkle my nose
In a good way
And my face breaks out into a smile

— The End —