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Amanda Jan 2015
Dust flits gently on its arm; slowly & lazily.

As if not to cut, tear the patiently sewed seams.

Cotton against yellowing white thread.

*The sanctuary for reminiscing about mesmerising scenes

The throne for Kings and Queens without crowns to be seen

I'm overwhelm by ecstasy as I bask in this endless elation of delectation.
Hello there you, you and you!
TAH-dah!! First ever ever collaboration with a brilliant writer, Jamie King.
http://hellopoetry.com/jamie-king/
I am so eeek. happy, at how two different writing styles can meld together! :')

Thanks Jamie, again!
x
Italics (Amanda)
Bold (Jamie)
Amanda Jan 2015
Sentimental tugs of the sunshine plays on my bare skin and white sheets,

wake up.

Today, the next and the very next will be richer than dreams.
When you unwittingly embarrass yourself in front of a person you just said Hello too.
I want to faint.
Hey you, you and you!
x
Amanda Jan 2015
I remember how sweet your lips,
your cupid's bow,
the very corner of your mouth was
after we made a mess in the kitchen.

(Flour dotted cheeks and noses, the great big wooden spoon sitting dully in the sink, egg-shells laying lonely in the pastel pink ceramic bowl I insisted on buying.)

We made lemon tarts?
If only I could do this. AHHAHHAHAH. :")
Daydreamer here
How are you today, lovely?
xo
typed to: Love me like you do- Ellie Goulding
  Jan 2015 Amanda
Leonard Steven Declan
Just in case I catch you looking.
Amanda Jan 2015
I wonder how we look to the universe, small and defiant?

Earthly and naive?
Angry but not as hot and bright as the stars.

The handfuls, dots & sprinkles of constellations we stitch the impossible and giddy wishes upon.
Writer's block is somewhat frustrating. :') Help?
Good morning/Good Afternnon/ Good night sunshines!
x
Amanda Jan 2015
The way your voice curled around my name,
as if those letters were not alone and bare.
Instead, they were ribboned, edged with memories and something more than love.
Thanks for letting know, sweets.
xo
Amanda Jan 2015
"Stay a little longer," he said.

The wink of urge, the want she felt in her chest was sharp and careful.

Mirroring the tendency to stir up the settled sugar at the bottom of a stained coffee mugs and tea-cups.
Hey you, you & you!
I think I have a huge liking to soft (marshmellow soft), plain white shirts.
Maybe, it's because they represent something laziness and hot summer nights. :')
xo
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