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 Oct 2017 Skye Marshmallow
Jay
your
replies
jokes  
talks
gazing stars
arm to arm
convert ideas

never
and far too
alike

on my own
on the run
night
days

it's been years

will it ever pass/change/end
i cannot breathe when you are near
the breath catching in my lungs
becoming a ball of nerves and insecurity

i hope you’ll notice
and tell me its okay
to breathe
i haven't put anything up here in a while, simply because i haven't written any half-decent poetry recently
 Oct 2017 Skye Marshmallow
Sam
I wander to the forest
To stand among the giants
To listen to their stories

They know nothing of violence
They know nothing of greed
Each and every one
Began a simple seed

I stand among these titans
Staring at the leaves
My heart is quickly lost
Stolen by the trees
 Oct 2017 Skye Marshmallow
Josh
Winter begins to wrap her cool limbs around mine.
Age-old enchantress
Stark and pure
Dressed all in blue, silver and white,
She opens the door on summer and slowly her presence fills the place.

The trees hold clawing fingers outstretched.
Summer is slipping away.
It's time to spread your emerald shawl on the ground;
Lay a brown, orange and red carpet for our honoured guest.

Age-old enchantress
Stark and pure
She has opened the door on summer and slowly her presence is filling the place.
Autumn is between summer and winter
You were yellow,
like dandelions and daffodils catching whispers of the wind.
You were like the sun, a blazing luscious shade of bright gold.

I was blue,
like the light sky with white overtones.
Blue like the wrathful sea trapped in a single teardrop.
Tints varying from Cyan, Azure and Ceruleam.

Our colours began to bleed into each other like the gentle caress of a brush against a palletes. Forming a lush green.
I soon realised that you were moving away in an attempt to find other colours and combinations,
As green was just never for you.

We were two colours in a head first Collision,
oblivious to the fact that we had to blend to become perfect.

I was left barren and began to fade,
Transforming to a lifeless grey.
A mixture of black and white.
When light and dark combine but neither win.

In my monochromatic world,
There was suddenly a flash of red.
Scarlet and Vermilion danced before my eyes and lay smeared on my fingertips.
He was Crimson like the sweet fragrant rose,
burgundy like the blood in narrow veins.

He was a sight to behold with tinges of auburn.
He didn't mind my fading stains of yellow that you left behind like scars,
He just focused on healing my once shades of blue.

Together we mingled; Navy blues and Ruby reds,
I turned from dull to bright.
I was now sapphire and Prussian blue,
and we created a shade of vibrant purple.
He was still red,
and I remained blue.
But together we touched and turned into a beautiful lavender hue.
Inspired by hasley
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