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 Mar 2019 Kay-Rosa
Thorns
Oof
 Mar 2019 Kay-Rosa
D Baby Bey
Gay
 Mar 2019 Kay-Rosa
D Baby Bey
Gay
His hand on my face
My jawline being traced
Caught in warm embrace  
No, we won't go slow paced
These feelings won't erase
Love's not been misplaced
No, it's not a phase
Both caught in a daze.
Your mind is a maze
I'd get lost in for days.
Get lost in his gaze
And the way he says
I'll love you always.
Playing around with the A sound here...
 Mar 2019 Kay-Rosa
English Jam
The eyes of a supernova seeping into mine
So harsh, so hot, but so soft, so loving
Passionate but patient
So much in so few
It’s so warm

Cheeky grins and burning desire taunt me
So painful, so explosive but so comforting, so alluring
Painstaking but playful
Ablaze though we’re scared
It’s extraordinary

There’s no words to match this melodic image
So sweaty, so intense but so quiet, so calm
Dreamy but real
Like a fantasy
It’s blissful

The sensation of fire melting to stardust
Embrace it, taste it, love it, feel it
Crafted and delicate
Two stars colliding
His pulsating heartbeat needs me
My longing kiss needs him

He’s my lover boy
And I’m his
It’s so warm
 Mar 2019 Kay-Rosa
Margaret
gay 10w
 Mar 2019 Kay-Rosa
Margaret
If no one
Knew what gay was
Who'd be gay?
 Mar 2019 Kay-Rosa
Travis Green
The gayness inside of me was
was exploding into a heavy
spinning rise in the autumn
blue sky, marching trees
and leaves gyrating in the
cityscape, groovy pumping
beats filling the air, as huge
partygoers came hip hopping
on the scene.  There was a
spark of passion in the horizon,
a sizzling flame intensifying
within this masterpiece, while
shirtless guys boogied and
swayed their hips to the
electrifying sounds of gay
pride.  The accelerating
adrenaline amplifying
inside their astonishing
craftwork.  The smooth
flow of waving hands
and deep dropping thighs
and ankles cruising various
dimensions.  The rhythm of
bouncing shoulders and arms
lost in the wind, as I danced
and danced upon this glorious
wave.  I'm in love with this
magical place, the vibrant
beauty blowing in sight,
the laughter and happiness
swirling through the exhilarating
crowd.
 Mar 2019 Kay-Rosa
Ruheen
Once.
Just once.
Tell me.
Show me that you care.
And maybe then I'll stop.
Stop saying that I don't.
Every time someone says something to me, or gives me a title, I say I don't care. But only because *they* actually don't. But I do care. I don't let it affect me, but I want it to. I want them to console me when I get hurt, not just dismiss it with a simple "Ignore it."
I want to care, but that'll only happen when they start to care. About me.
your eyes are full of galaxies and i just want to sit and stargaze until i discover every last one.
 Mar 2019 Kay-Rosa
LS
when a poet falls in love with you
you can never die
they will notice the way
you rub your palms and look down
when someone is angry at you
and the way you smirk
as you pull away from a kiss

they will notice how you can't sleep
without your body touching someone else's
how you never crease any pages of books
and how you close your eyes when you dance in your kitchen
with your record player on

they will find all of the words
that they see you as
and turn them into something beautiful

people say you die twice
once when you stop breathing
and when someone says your name
for the last time

if you fall in love with a poet
they will never stop
mentioning your name
you will be alive
for eternity
 Mar 2019 Kay-Rosa
She Writes
I’d rather write than speak
My pen is always responsive
My ink doesn’t judge my mistakes
My paper doesn’t argue
My lines never cross me
My sentences never disappoint
And my words will never leave me
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