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 714° 
somedumbbitch
I gasp, for breath...fading away, below you
helpless, beneath the deluge, of you.
Heat rises, and steams, a rosy flush,
into pale, cold cheeks...
as you waterfall above me,
and I turn my face up to you, in gratitude.

I am a dry...arid flower...
dominate me, with your downpour.
Keep me moaning, in little, breathless gasps...
drunk, on your deluge,
lusting, for the gentle, seething weight,
of your measured, eager touch...
so thirsty, for your rain,
as you slick parted lips, in waves.

Slowly...almost painfully
I ache, and writhe
as you pour over me,
and I gulp, hard,
against your hot embrace.

Mmmmm...lover...caress my bare skin
stream, relentlessly
across the peaks, and valleys
of my dripping, naked body.

I'm so wet, beneath you.
Every dance of droplets,
across these spreading hips,
and long, feminine legs...
every prolonged, whispering touch...
every sweet, steaming kiss,
steals my breath away,
and leaves me shuddering,
quivering,
groaning, helplessly,
beneath the lick of your warmth
across these rounded, fleshy cheeks.

I die, a little more, each time
you wash over me,
As I drink you in
...unashamed of the little pool,
you've got forming beneath my bare feet,
and tightly curled toes.

I'm...drenched,
tingling, from my head,
to my toes...
soaked, but satisfied,
beneath the incredible force, of you.

...I just can't get enough, of you.
Ode, to my showerhead 🚿❤️ #prorevenge
 665° 
South-by-Southwest
It was something you never did
it was something you always did

God rest my soul
Because you never did

I learned to drink
Because you never did
Never defined the moment
Because you always did

God rest my soul
Simply put
I knew you would
Because you never did

Oh you enjoyed the fall
You loved it all

God rest my soul
Because you never did
 558° 
Maydaya Miedema
I can make weird faces again with my stitches.
Yay.
Won’t take it for granted, I’m trying.
Not to take life in this world, seriously.

Seriously, there must be other places.
But every place has connections to everything.
Trying to let go of everything….
Before I go, letting go.

It’s easier to let go for me already.
When I know I can leave.
I feel broken and lost.
But I’m letting go of what’s bothering as much as I can.

But then…
There’s always something.
Always been.
Free when I’m home.
That’s how it should go.

That’s where you let your guard down.
And I’ve never been home here.
So maybe I can finally drop everything and fall down.
Forever when I’m gone.
25-05-25
 283° 
Nolan Bucsis
No one writes me love poems.
Cause there's nothing much to love.
Nothing really here.
Nothing really of note.
 281° 
AM
If you saw me

unvarnished,

unscripted
would you stay?

You'd know the cost
of loving someone
who's learned to disappear
before she's left.

You might step back.

or worse,

what if you stay?

and see me crumble

in your kindness

I don't know
if I could survive

being loved like that.
 165° 
Agnes de Lods
In your eyes, I see my own.
I waited so long
for your presence to become real.

In that crucial moment,
I felt something
changing my awareness,
and the soundless vessels were filled
with joyful abundance—
colored by
pain and sadness
that time goes so fast
in underrated moments.

Materializing all these silent dreams,
this one little girl who is growing,
watching me with defenseless trust
like nobody has before.
Gestures, smiles, brief anger, and talks—
I gather them in endless memory.

Sweet Melody, my Purpose
from the first breath,
you chose me,
and I felt beautifully complete.

I know that a real journey
begins through terra incognita
Every day is surprisingly different.
I accept with relief my passing.
I see your blooming wisdom
in thinking smiles, and authentic recognition.

My Daughter, I want to give  
as much love and acceptance as you need.
Taking your hand and letting you go
when you’re ready
to walk into life on your own—
watching the indigo sky.
Breathing freely, without anxiety.
After each fall, another resurrection comes.

I am here, I hope to stay a long while
to finally return to my last home,
without fear, with some tears.
Please, keep embracing this existence
with good and lost people around.
Be sure that I will smile
in your still-beating heart
giving you warmth.
.
 161° 
Dom
If the night fell—

And the darkness tried to consume me
Would you halt this eclipse within me?
When we meet—
In the heart of the fissure
We ignite upon each other
We bleed like molten coal, an ember
We dance in an orange glow, forever
Inextinguishable, indiscriminate,
We reach for the starlight,
Chasing diamonds and the ether
Feed me oxygen as we grow brighter
I’ll be your anchor as the logs char and stumble.
Infinitely, we burn like our sun
And I’ll love you until time ceases its endless breath.
Love is a burning fire, and an endless, inextinguishable flame. We should all chase ours.
 149° 
Peter Gerstenmaier
Lately my life feels like
A road leading nowhere
And that's exhausting...
Just hanging by a thread here...
 143° 
Dr Peter Lim
Your best contribution
of the day-
when you don't stand
in someone's way
 141° 
Samy Sadn
A compulsory breather is needed.
To keep myself sane,
to maintain a calm outlook.

Coffee: The essential material for crafting the happy face mask.
 132° 
Cheryl
I've seen things,
Ive felt things,
I've been numb -
lost my voice
to trauma.

I'm battle-scarred,
I'm wounded.
I've bled more than blood -
I've bled silence,
I've bled truth,
I've held my tongue.

I've crawled out of darkness,
fought to feel again,
walked at 2 a.m
In the pouring rain.

I've lied,
to hide my pain.

I've stood up,
l've not stayed down -
I've adjusted
my worn-out crown.
 123° 
Charles
I gave too much and now you're gone
slowly and slowly I'm more withdrawn
trying to pickup what was once me
love you still you tore me to pieces
but I am trapped and I have no choice
in a crowd of people the noise is silent
you're a tyrant when I'm not around
telling your friends that I'm a clown
you torn down my confidence, my self-esteem
and yet when I sleep I still see you in my dreams
 117° 
Violet
i give up.
i give up.
im done,
i tried,
i did what i could,
i hate this,
i give up.
who cares?
i give up.
 113° 
Sherri Woodman
I reset my boundaries,                                                      ­                                                                 ­                                                                 ­              
that soon became walls.                                                           ­                                 
                                                                ­                                                      
my life's filled with difficulties,                                                    ­                          
                                                                ­                                                      
and I'll overcome it all
 111° 
Kalliope
It's not loss of money,
not the fear of it not working out,
It's not the lack of time,
never enough to keep it all in line,
It's the day they wake up
realizing I'm no longer fun

She used to smile, and laugh so free,
She used to be silly, humorous as can be
She was adventurous and curious and kind,

She is a woman I miss all the time.
Somewhere between 19 and 23
She lost her way,
Her replacements just aren't quite the same
 101° 
M Ignacio
in the cradle of my tongue
burns a small pearl

shaped like the moon
heavy as death

in the rift between shadows
pulls my skull into the earth

mouth and fire effervescent
sleight of winter sky  

in sheens of thick molten blue
cruel and raw

cut like god
cracks to life

the face of thunder  
in the cradle of my tongue beset

a pearl of blackest night born
my oath to keep
words slip like worlds between us
 101° 
Jeremy Betts
Whatever will be, will be
I guess that's what they call certainty
A vague destiny
But where does that leave you and me?
A collective we
We'll have to wait and see
Due too love messing with thé
Predetermined story

©2025
 99° 
badwords
I read
what you wrote.
It is beautiful,
and not mine.

I have laid those bones to rest—
not in spite,
but in mercy.

Your voice is strong.
Let it carry you forward.
I won’t follow.
But I will listen
from far away,
in peace.
 92° 
neth jones
blind and naked starling chick
dead on the pavement

parent looks down and sings

out of context
i'd think it a sweet bird song

is my reading
of the situation incorrect ?
21/05/25
 83° 
Sunamin Tamang
I was young & free
when the clouds were young
as well
but I aged sooner.
They still float
while I fall
thruu time
Women,
Family,
Bills,
&
Lastly
Jobs?
(Maybe tomorrow…)

Day
by
day…

I barely remember
what it felt like
to fly.

Oh clouds & I
 82° 
Alvian Eleven
600 days Gaza was flooded with spilled blood.
600 days Gaza was groaned in pain.
600 days Gaza was polluted with gunpowder smoke.
600 days Gaza was filled with suffering and chaos.
600 days Gaza was overshadowed by fear.
600 days Gaza was trapped in despair and helplessness.
600 days Gaza was forced to survive until dying.


600 days I finally ran out of words for Gaza.


May 2025

By Alvian Eleven
 79° 
Dom
If I may,

I want to be buried like heated nickel,
Deep into your cooling waters,
My shredded skin revealed my vibrant and scarred colors,
Where my cracks were filled with gold,
I yearn to know what it’s like to be exposed,
Naked beyond naked, where my soul feels a solemn breeze,
Where my lungs dare to breathe.

I want to know if you like ink knows paper,
Transformative in alchemy,
We can combine and dilute the solvent of our mixture,
Concentrated star dust irradiated by lost love,
If only I can bathe in you.
love is alchemy
 77° 
Aasiyah
It's a little gift
it's a little shift
live and let live
I would never give
anyone the peace
after all the grief
all I really need
is a sweet release

I, go inside my of my mind
I, go inside all the time
I love sweet sunshine
I, I

I, live inside a dream
I, imagine great things
I, write songs in my head
I, am myself

All I want to do is sing
you can cut off my wings
all I'm gonna do is dream
I dream great things, I dream things

I, go inside my of my mind
I, go inside all the time
I love sweet sunshine
I, I

I, live inside a dream
I, imagine great things
I, write songs in my head
I, I, am myself
 77° 
Sean Maloney
your name was never just letters
from the moment I said it,
nervous, awed,
it belonged to the most stunning woman I’d ever seen.
i became obsessed with your name,
whispering it softly
as i dreamed of you with me,
until one day it wasn’t a dream,
you became mine.
Even if only for some time
 76° 
ymmiJ
why say goodbye
ask yourself
they rarely are
 74° 
JA Perkins
I could describe
everything about you
having never met you -
recite your words
like a Silverstein poem,
sketch every
imperfection, and
melt into every embrace..

I loved you long
before I knew you

And now..
all the more.
 74° 
Merkelig
Lithe as breath—
the flame bends
never breaks—
a matchstick’s dance
poised on ash.
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maybe if i get bad enough
you'll see why i hurt
maybe you'll notice the bruises
maybe you'll notice the scars
if i destroy my life enough
will you finally understand
i
need
help
?
 67° 
1DNA
Every mother is
everyone's mother.
Inspired by "The Wild Robot".
Come to me like a wild horse unbridled longing for the river
like a morning prayer on the heart wanting nothing more
Come to me with pining like a widow waiting for her love
like a soldier in the trenches, begging for cease fire ...

Come to me like a dove gliding over peaceful waters
like the otter and the kelp in a symbiotic drift
Come to me like stars of night shining with accord
like the morning sun at dawn, rising still on you

Come to me like a morning cup of coffee freshly brewed
like a sleeping soul awakened by dreams of yesterday
Come to me like the diner bell exhaling all your waits
like a soft caress on the skin filled with enchanting sin  

                            come to me lover with your loving touch,
                             for I love you, so much !
 66° 
LL
I smile just enough
and I talk just enough to
keep the questions out
2025/090
 64° 
Chameleon
Pretend to be
clueless and bat those
blues,
meanwhile he’s
practically panting.
 60° 
Traveler
Istanbul  
of friend and foe
Spinning on their dime
Sanctions are all waiting
Legitimacy waning
Hegemony on the line
TT

Putting sanctions on other countries only hurt us. Someone tell our stupid government.!
I lingered longer than I had intended
Observing the painting, mesmerised
Trying to understand, what the artist intended to convey in colours abstract
Each a piece, a part of the artist’s heart
Not that I understood, but it was touching, I tried to grasp
The colours blended, swirled
The brushstrokes big and short
Each told a story, apart
A whirlpool in my eyes swelled
I lingered, longer than I had intended, lost
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