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i like my body when it is with your
body. It is so quite new a thing.
Muscles better and nerves more.
i like your body.  i like what it does,
i like its hows.  i like to feel the spine
of your body and its bones,and the trembling
-firm-smooth ness and which i will
again and again and again
kiss, i like kissing this and that of you,
i like, slowly stroking the,shocking fuzz
of your electric furr,and what-is-it comes
over parting flesh….And eyes big love-crumbs,

and possibly i like the thrill

of under me you so quite new
 May 2017 Amenisia Lopez
angel
twinkling of the stars dangling over the edge of the sky,
fluttering velvet wings of a moth,
warm, wooden clinking of a wind chime,
the scratchy sound of a pen on rough paper,
smoke spiraling upwards towards heaven,
and the orange light cracks onto the walls.
your voice echoes into my ears and runs along my neck like a yell into a canyon; filling the spaces
"Love" is just a word with a thousand emotions attached to it that will one day fade into nothing.
I didn't realize how lost in love I was until I wrote this
All poets
Are in love with the moon
Romanticizing the mystery of outerspace
On a cold, lonely eve
To look up at the night sky
And sigh
At the glimmer of friendship
The sliver of hope
The reflection of love
Hanging next to the stars

Sometimes, I sigh
Remembering
The moon is nothing but a rock
Stuck in orbit
Stealing a poet's love.
A lot of poetry (including my own) is written about the moon or outerspace.

P.S. THIS ISN'T SUPPOSED TO BE OFFENDING TO ANYONE WHO WRITES ABOUT THE MOON! (I do it a lot)

Just some depressing thoughts...
 Aug 2015 Amenisia Lopez
Chuck
Flirting with the devil
That lives within
Exciting and dangerous
 Aug 2015 Amenisia Lopez
Jane
Sue
 Aug 2015 Amenisia Lopez
Jane
Sue
Sometimes I wonder why am I so in love with you,
You're not like the other guys, you don't make time for me.

You often make me lose my sanity, and I go real mad,
And that makes me wonder, what do I see in you.

You're so different, something so foreign and fragile,
A little push our relationship is on a danger line again.

And you just make me wonder and wonder, what do I see in you,
It isn't your pouty face I've fallen for, nor is it your charming looks.

You make me go numb with just how you lock our eyes together,
The way you can just control me without a single touch.

You're my weakness and that's for sure, no lying,
But do you feel the same way, that's the question.

You agitate and irritate me so much, I guess it's love,
You're not a keeper, but you're my keeper.
You're so confusing,
So hard to understand,
I guess that's what make me crave for more.
all of the stars combined
don't measure up to the
light
that I see in your
*eyes
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