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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
He disappears
But never leaves

He shuts the door
But never locks it

He watches you fly
But never lets you soar

He makes you sing
But not finish the song

He only whispers
But never falls silent

He lets you breathe
But never releases the chokehold
What I felt for him was love, for sure
But it was unrequited, not reciprocated
Never payed, never returned

These so called feelings grew stronger
Stronger than it has ever been and ever will
For they never wanted to be banished

I was afflicted when he posted that photo
It caused me my very first heartbreak
The pain was unbearable

Things go as they please
Feelings grow, feelings fade
I just hope I get a second chance on love
Six or so hours from now the sun will rise.
In the blessing of being granted the will to see a new day
I hope you learn to appreciate the warmth of light.
I hope you show the world how beautiful you are
All it would take is for you to smile.


You're aren't who they THINK you are.
You're the beautiful creations you've envisioned in your mind.
Show them exactly who you are when the sun has arise.
 Jun 2015 Basetsana Mabelane
NV
BECAUSE. THIS ENTIRE TIME I HAVE BEEN LOOKING FOR WAYS TO TELL YOU THAT I AM NOT OKAY WITHOUT YOU HERE. BUT GOD, IT ALWAYS COMES OUT LIKE
"I'M FINE".
 Jun 2015 Basetsana Mabelane
oni
i just
want to
stay home

the world
is full of
*******
that want to
break your heart

and
ex-girlfriends
that want to
break your face

i just
want to
stay home

id rather not
waste
the make up
 Jun 2015 Basetsana Mabelane
Love
I guess I won that stupid fight of "I love you more."
The alchemy of memory
Will not transform me
Turning gold into dirt
Does nothing to ease the hurt
I find little of value in this earth
All that is, is so transient
All my memories will go
The way of death
Partly fading into nothing
Partly falling into obscurity
So all that security
Means nothing you see

— The End —