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 Aug 2015 Wanderer
ryn
Invisible Ink
 Aug 2015 Wanderer
ryn
Many a notion I'd lay in indelible ink.
How the morning sun would harvest the contours of your face.
Accentuating...
Elevating...
Revealing...
Your majestic beauty.
Reminiscent of a different time and place.

Many a thought I'd pen in indelible ink.
When your breath meets with mine,
they'd hold their own conversation.
Deeply entranced,
In an everlasting dance
that would last forever.
Exchanging gaits of grandeur,
great longing and pine.

Many an inkling I'd etch in indelible ink.
The way my moon never gets eaten.
It'll balloon to its fullest...
Beaming it's brightest.
Seeping from its edges,
gushes forming rivers...
Bathing my earth in heavenly silver.
Calming the thundering hooves...
In my heart with rhyme and reason.

There are but three words...
Words so sacred I dare not utter in vain.
Proclamation so heavy my chest could hardly
hold in rein.

I've immortalised them here...
But in *invisible ink
...

Because no one would understand...
Of emotions so grand.
No one would have a clue...
That...
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 Aug 2015 Wanderer
Jeremy Duff
I knew i would have to say goodbye when I said hello and I thought that was painful enough.

I let myself love you,
I had a choice and this was the first time it was difficult to love someone.
Not because of you
but because of your near departure.

I sleep in the same bed, but it's not mine anymore, it's your.
It'll be a few weeks before all your hairs are stripped from the sheets
And it'll be a lot longer before I stop loving you.

You want to believe and I want to believe and I didn't lie the first time I told you I'd see you again and I don't intend on ever lying to you.
 Aug 2015 Wanderer
Ocean Blue
You :

Write poems that make me ponder,
But finally, finding no answer.

Hide behind those bars,
Who knows if you don't mean scars.

One winter day, send me to dark eternity,
Knowing well that I would colour your sky artfully.

Feel perturbed when I write love poetry on your face?
Love, for sure, this is the case.

Are influenced by the Moon ?
So your heart turns into typhoon...

After all, you don't change...
... And,
D. for Darling,
You know what?
Don't change anything,
'Cause despite all that
...
This is how I love You.
 Aug 2015 Wanderer
Ocean Blue
The trail has led me
To the end of the world,
A place short called - - - i
Where I thought my heart would be safe and furled.

I was over there,
You were not there
Of course, stupid me, how would you have known?
By the way, when you read it, did you frown?

Did it make your heart beat faster?
Well, if you could hear mine, runs like the Sprinter...

One next time, as you propose, I will hold your hand
We both know it won't be easy, it will be steep,
But together, we'll reach the top of that dune of sand.
Our sun burnt necks turning deep,
Into the mountain view.

And then, there will be only
Me and You.
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