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if only
the heart was made of
elastic materials
then just maybe
it will only bend
than
break

©IGMS
 Sep 2015 Aztec Warrior
wordvango
I am a gingerbread
   sweet tangy ******* head
addicted to making
   marmalade sunsets
playing funeral organs
    cooking grass
on my BBQ
     I stir with
olde english
     marinade with you
on a bed of roses
     on our hill
growing wild sassy
          cooking stews
of parsnips wild onions
     marmalade you and
the morning dew.
 Sep 2015 Aztec Warrior
Sami Rose
A new age beauty of
liquor filled livers and cigarette killers
quickly spread across the lands
in supernova outbursts of
dulled out color.
A new age attraction of
bones and bruises followed
in a broken down
dysfunction of order.
A new, "Hello, beautiful,"
quickly served out to those
unstable in a fine delicacy.
-s.r.b.
 Sep 2015 Aztec Warrior
Hayleigh
I wrote you a love letter today,

If you listen close enough
You'll hear the gentle drumming of my heart beat
Inside the envelope.

Don't drop it.
Open it gently.

Inside you will find
Chemical solutions, black
Ink on a page, a heavy handed mass
Of words, slotted carefully between each other,
Lines saturated in love.
Hand crafted works of art
An attempt to articulate and communicate
The fires you send swimming through
My veins, the tsunamis you send
Tripping of my tongue.

Scribbled confessions of just how much my body aches for your touch.

Don't drop it.
Open it gently.

It is yours.
It has always been yours.
I have always been yours.
Repost of an older poem I wrote for my gorgeous girl to celebrate it being officially published in a book! Hope you all enjoy!
 Sep 2015 Aztec Warrior
Hayleigh
She breathes
Constellations straight into my lungs.
She leaves
Stars fizzing gently on my tongue.
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