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the hype about poems is big
yet it ends in a jiffy
the next text will rise
the next text will fail

4.600 people read a love poem of mine
serious topics are being ignored
i try not to be bored
but it's quite difficult

you feel me?
Today is a boring day.
undisguised love it was nothing
you could deal with; in the long run
i would give you golden rivers
i would shiver and i would slide

normally none of my feelings
satisfied your quest for the best
but when you drank my devotion
we slipped and fell and cried; red bed

"i love you baby but..." you know
"i love you baby but..." come on
double standards; flesh; genitals
repeat life be my wife firefly!

a green and silky cocoon for
morning noon eternal nights we
slept in a cave of warmth; dark depth
then the alarm changed our moods

i just want to be there for you
you always want to be alone
well, now give something back to me:
affection, caring, emotion
Today is a day of loneliness.

Maria, I'm really desperate and ridiculously lonely. Baby, rethink your decision, we need to be together again; overcome your fear; red bed, you know?

Think of our most intimate moments and listen to your heart. Please.
 Mar 2020 Smothered Divine
Gina
Am I dead?

Dancing in the moonlight, I sang a soothing song. You laughed.

I live.

Clouds come in on puffy fluffs. You float away.

Until the morning tide.

Waters suffocate me. Your hand on my mouth, pressing down so my parents can't hear. Lights dance inside my eyes as I press my legs together.

It's  too late. You impress me. Your seed has penetrated my womb and the child is born.

There's blood on my white pillow case. Shards of brick in my hair. A brick, broken in half on the floor.

My head is pounding, aching, throbbing.

My heart. Oh, my heart! It is dying.
pro-tip:

you have to slam a wall

to keep your fist to yourself
The sky is black
The stars are
Red
Blue
White
Like a painting
They are
Sprinkled across
The canvas
God is
The artist
 Mar 2020 Smothered Divine
Carla
As the mad hatter once asked, so shall I ask you, "Are we mad?", and I say "Oh yes, yes it's true!" Crazy word magicians from near and from far..poets..and only the BEST people are!
A shout out to you all!🤪♥️
I saw you for the first time, no words.
Only locked eyes.
For a moment I felt our souls dancing together,
they had known each other for eternity,
But we had just met.
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