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Tess Calogaras Sep 2015
Lady between my fingertips,
white skin and chestnut hair that sat
between my mind.
She pulled up like roses cumbering dirt
from roots that hung their feet and quivered.
She let go her
melancholy legs
that dangled free against the summers air.
I giggled as I kissed her
and she turned the brightest shade
of red.
Held her hand until the shakes set in
and pried our hands apart.
Started crying as the rain hit my head
and she said,
“would you like to take a seat?”
Sat beneath shelter as
we let our fears pour.
She filled me with her
radiance;
I couldn’t eat for days.
She held her mouth wide
with her white teeth;
illuminating
that decorated the night
like stars perched amongst darkness.
She made my insides shine.
with hearts beating
and open palms she said,
“Would you like to take a seat?”
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Tess Calogaras Sep 2015
carnal,

****** fingertips
against blushing skin,

swallowed eyes over

beauty,

naked lips,

heart beating;

leaping

over

the mans smile.

Raw nature,
turning,
the slipping
crease among eyes

captures moisture

dew drops


over 
window
seals, 

steaming

calling

coming

closer

fingers
titillating
wet skin 

rubbing

itching

body 
moving

echoes crawling

screaming

faster

lip biting

twitching

closer

faster
coming
closer

closer

coming
c­lose
r
closer
closer
close
clo
cl
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Tess Calogaras Sep 2015
Your lust for life,
became evaluated to a placid sigh
while the hollow father figure

trips on a promise
and vanished to a commonplace

hello

Was this where your journey began?

Haltered bones in skin

quivering against the flesh

wide canvas that unraveled to 
just a piece of thread

spun colours 
leaking into pavements

that swallowed the beauty whole

like ****** woman with teeth between their thighs

who used their weapons to disguise 

the strength of a man 
compressing blood to inches

his appendix 
standing 
proud

weakened by the wringing of moisture
Winding up people like 
puppets caught in string

We use the tools to better 
ourselves but we’ve become so mean
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Tess Calogaras Sep 2015
So take the pills

too strong to deliver

wait until the drowsy

storms that make you quiver

to tell her you could of 
heeled the bleeding

with a rinse of alcohol

instead of pleading
“I could of been the one 
you so desperately needed,

but you kicked me aside

so I was defeated”
healed your gaze

through rose coloured glass

But I guess it was a phase

that just ended too fast.
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Tess Calogaras Sep 2015
With her smile spread wide,
she made me explore the possibility
of summers 
in one another
and underwear packs of two.
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Tess Calogaras Aug 2015
You lit my insides on fire

voiced the words sunken deep in my linear

spoken against,

the stillest water

I could of sworn I saw it move.

your eyes blushing as 
you
articulate her thigh

I saw it in you,

your shy endorsement
for the same

***
 curious movements

from gentle hands

lip gnawed and panicked

I ran my hand through boyish hair

and god I am such a cliche

why won’t you come and say
*hello
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Tess Calogaras Aug 2015
Who was the last to wear your body? 

Parting petals upon modest fingertips 

Supple mouth which you tumbled willing 

And gulped until tamed .
Laid steamed and wet awaiting the sun

to bellow through curtains 
as the
scene laid out 
like an easy 

****** mystery
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