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MontyPie Jan 2020
Looking into your eyes was a new sort of comfortable.
I was surprised I was so allured.
You at ease made it feel like a warm breeze filling my insides,
waking up the butterflies,
yet I was embarrassed of ruining their sleep.
The way you kept our gaze made me feel giddy,
so I schemed and realized,
your eyes had an overwhelming emotion of serendipity.
I had to ruin those five beautiful seconds by looking away
  Dec 2019 MontyPie
Eleanor Sinclair
Does your heart skip a beat when you see me
Do your hands still long to feel me
Does the mention of my name invoke emotion
Is my existence to you like a potion

Can you feel your heart beat on
Even on days when I’m gone?

I won’t stop loving or caring
Even now I’m more thriving and daring
I dare to take the leap of faith with trust
Jump with me, I’ll be your pixie dust
  Dec 2019 MontyPie
Cardboard-Jones
Will you stay in love with me
If I sing a rhyme?

Because the past is the past
And I’m in a different frame of mind.
Come share this heartbeat of mine
So we can flourish over time.
Oh, honey, won’t you stay in love with me?
And let me be…
Oh, we can be...
  Dec 2019 MontyPie
Akshay
These words are for me,
For I'm the one who's hurting,
I'm just healing myself.
I often wonder why we can't understand other's poems sometimes, but deep down it is the one who writes it knows the value of it.
  Dec 2019 MontyPie
Noni Winters
I stumbled upon you
Like a child
that finds a pretty stone

Bewildered by your presence
I sat and admired
Counting your cracks
Caressing what makes you glitter

You stood infront of me
Bold and beautiful
Like nothing I'd ever seen

And as you gave me your attention
I think I misconstrued your intentions

I wanted to put you in my pocket
But you said no

So there you sit
Perfectly unpolished
A love

I can only visit
  Dec 2019 MontyPie
Cruz
Have you ever picked a flower
There it stood in the field
Lonely but strong,
alone in a green world
nothing seemed wrong.

When you pull it to you
separate it from the root
It looks so pretty
and smells so sweet
Its beauty no one can dispute

Then the pedals start to sag
Color begans to fade away
It not strong enough alone,
to stand in the cold light of day

You could have had it longer
If you had let it stay,
In the field of clover
Happy and gay
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