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 Dec 2018 Panteh-A
anthony Brady
Waiter? There is a hair
in my soup - right there!
Take it back to the Chef.
I demand an explanation!
               ------
Sorry Sir! The Chef sends
a replacement in amends,
though it is not his habit,
it wasn't hare but rabbit.

Tobias
 Dec 2018 Panteh-A
anthony Brady
Your love is Spring’s first breath
fragrant on gentle healing hands,
gifting me energy: the will to live.
Your kisses upon my lips are feathery
as leaves drifting in late Autumn.
Your love enfolds my heart
like dew in crystal cascades.
Winter reflects in your eyes,
snowflakes melt on your face.
Your skin is warm
like the Summer sun,
and when you touch me,
new ardours flare.
The moon pulls us together
thrusting away tensions,
moving energy as waves
of emotion through our veins.
You are the breath of Spring.
The kisses of Autumn.

TOBIAS
 Dec 2018 Panteh-A
Randy
Fun Things
 Dec 2018 Panteh-A
Randy
Funny is sought by most.
Found from coast to coast.
Thrills, adventures, and games to play.
You can find funny every day.
Jokes, falls, and hits.
Screams, tantrums, and fits.
On tv, videos, or seen.
Funny things are....keen.
To us or others, fun abounds.
Other times their just found.
Some times you make it.
Some times you fake it.
Dog licks a face, happy are we.
Such are the things funny to me.
 Dec 2018 Panteh-A
Nwobia Charles
But dispite the color of your skin
The beliefs of your religion
The reputation of your home
Or the personality that accompanies your gender
I'd love you forever
 Dec 2018 Panteh-A
Nwobia Charles
Whisper to my ears various thoughts of the stars
And lay in bed within these beautiful dreams
Why lose me to your fears when I could be lost in the sheets alongside the depths of our love
 Dec 2018 Panteh-A
Nwobia Charles
Let's drown in our folly and awake to our flaws
Let's redefine our hearts and break the bounds we have against love
Because with you, life doesn't feel like an experience, it feels like a miracle.
 Dec 2018 Panteh-A
Axton Rupp
Where am I going?
I want to see it all
The four corners
The heart of the motherland

What is missing?
The beat to my heart
A kindred light
Hand in hand

Will, I ever witness a periwinkle sky?
Near the border of Shanghai
Certify our pleasure
Flying high together

By Axton Rupp
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