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Once we lied,
On wooden floors,
Shy as sun in the rains,
Blue as the skies to come,
After the soak and cleanse,
For we were so young, so alive,
Happy pursing sweetest nothings,
Laughs and smiles, tickles, noses
Together on the pines of the floors,
I felt weightless under you as I lost
Myself in the rushes of your night hair,
Dark and strange, musk and heather,
And the depths of your eyes.  I bore
No name, my lit flesh was all for you,
My lips never so hungry, my breathing,
Never so short, my eyes never so held.
Lying on that floor, in my simple room,
All the earth unfolded, all the world
Unraveled, and then we awoke.
A friend is a safe shoulder
to rest your head on
an assurance a sweet reminder
you are not alone.

A friend is a hand to hold
on stormy seas a guide
a commitment writ in bold
to be ever on your side.

A friend is a treasure store
a precious find to keep
forever ready on your shore
with his sparkling ship.

Friendship is the greatest need
to lift the spirit high
and who for that would sow the seed
if not you and I.
Happy Friendship Day to all the poets of HP.
 Aug 2016 cgembry
Stephan


Take my hand we’ll stroll along
this winding way to somewhere far

Through maple trees, warm summer winds
with cricket songs and shooting stars

A garden path of jasmine vine
in moon beam light and fragrance sweet

We'll follow each desire known
and destinies ahead to meet

Two silhouettes, a quiet night
in footprints left on sandy shores

Around the bend, down every lane,
you by my side, I need not more

Until we reach the mountain top,
where echoes flow of wishes tossed

And we shall shout to all the world
within our love, we two are lost . . . together
 Aug 2016 cgembry
Creepstar
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 Aug 2016 cgembry
Creepstar
Today I committed emotional suicide
I kissed all my past and future feelings goodbye

I lied
They're still here,they just want to hide
 Aug 2016 cgembry
preservationman
The wizardry in how the Poet opens your mind
A destiny in having a quest with reader following
Now that I got your attention, let’s go deeper into the subject
Into an unknown horizon
The journey accelerating in go
But let’s take a moment, and concentrate Slow
Close your eyes and let your mind wonder beyond
But remember, Poetry has a lot to look upon
Imagine waking up from a yond, and an idea popped into your head
You started writing something even while you were in bed
It was a time when you wrote about yourself
The Poet is actually illustrating the inner self
Poetry comes as the theory of capable
Then inspiration showing able
Poetry then surprises he or herself
This is what Poetry is all about
A Poet being a motivator in encouraging your day
There’s a left and a right, so the Poet leads the way
Poet provides that it’s ok in not knowing how to write
This goes further than you think in a Poet just being polite
It’s about having enthusiasm and having joy in excite
Poetry brings the emotion and helping the reader arrive at dramatics
Applying simple terms and reader achieving understanding
Destination words with the arrival in conclude
It’s like a night moon and the feeling in relaxed as you are in a calm soothe
Poetry has everything to prove as it sets the mood and the moment from where you stood.
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