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 Oct 2017
Starr Bright
She dances in the roses
feels him in the air,
he gives her all she needs
for his love is always there.

It surrounds her like the scent
of the beautiful rose she wears,
he always hold her close to him
so she always knows he cares.

She won’t ever let go
she promised him that,
for the trust she has in him
is a trust that will always last.

He’s her dream
that beautifully came true,
now they dance in moonbeams
as their rose scent dreams come true.
 Oct 2017
Marietta Ginete
You
You were every word
I ever wrote,
Each line I ever heard,
but also that lump in my throat.

You were every road
I ever trailed,
The reason for the smile I always showed,
yet the test I would consistently fail.

You were every song
I ever listened to,
All day and night long,
It would always be you.
why is it always you?
 Oct 2017
Sam
I didn't need a lure
Not even a hook
Bait didn't pay a role
No net, no knots, no pole
You simply walked into my life
You threw your arms around me
A squeeze ever so tight
Tight enough to free the unlit cigarette
from my jaw
It sailed softly to the ground
As if to say
"You won't need me anymore, that girl is here to stay"
And sure enough you did proclaim
I've never been much of a fisherman
but somehow I still caught you
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[You] are the whisper
          that
floats
        on
the
           wind,
giving me a hope
I never want to end.

[You] are my wish
            from
                a
                         ­     falling
                                          star,
    ­     my lucky penny
in that old glass jar.

[You] are my heart
        that
gentle
            caress,
touching me deep
with such tenderness.

[You] are the shine
      from
that
             silver
         moon,
the word of your promise
a faithful love tune.

[You] are my sun
a
        true
                loving
                       ­ light,
                      stay in my heart
forever shining bright.
~
She searched the wind tonight
for he’s always been a friend,
he showed her true love
and who he’s always been.

She also turned to the moon
for the moon is always so true,
he held her hand tonight
and walked her straight to you.

She paused as she watched you sleep
as your head lay upon the bed,
she trembled at the sight
for she seen the dreams you had.

The longing to touch your face
and feel your warm embrace,
to feel your loving arms touch
filled her heart with such grace.

But the moon reminded her
it’s only a short time away,
then she’ll melt into your arms
where she’s meant to forever stay.

So when you wake this morning
and feel your heart race,
It’s because she was there giving
dreams of a sweet embrace.*
~
Lead my hand
in soft and gentle brush strokes
while
    our
      brush
        dips
           into
             the
               most
                 beautiful
colors of love, crimson tones
     pink
            cherry
                     red
                        and cerise…
glossy hues
                bleeding colors
creating a treasured masterpiece
                       as
bodies blend in bursts of color
fingertips brush the canvas
passion flares
                   glancing eyes
driving hearts into madness.

Fingers linking,
                    in gentle touch
a pure soul and heart attraction
merging colors of crimson hue
    in loves pure satisfaction.

Colors of love
                     crimson tones
    smooth and silky texture
bleeding colors upon the canvas
     as souls blend
                     in forever pleasure….
I took a little pill last night
           to help me fall asleep,
hoping and praying
           to release the strife I keep.

But, it didn’t work…..

So, I took a long walk last night
          out in the freezing rain,
hoping and praying
           it would wash away my pain.

But, it didn’t work….

So, I came back into the house
          so tired and cold,
looked up into a mirror
          realizing I looked so old.

So I sat down and cried….

As morning approached I was exhausted,
    a need to lay down my weary head,
I hoped and prayed for dreamless sleep
  away from my heartbreak and dread.

But sleep was broken by dreams
         and now I welcome a new day,
   starting all over again
a peaceful heart, mind, and soul is what I pray…..*
~
 Oct 2017
Nico Julleza
Pretty Pictures; as you are embracing me
Lost in an earthly mood of tranquility
Evident than the shadows fusing my feet
Obscure like pretty lies melodically
Pretty Pictures; sailing, forever will be

Rhapsodize; vividly crossing in my mind
A face of cherubim winged up the sky
Cascading through visions abrupt
A star shoots afar than any distant eye
Longing endless of her passionate touch

We are novels, with so much stories to tell
Red laces, stamps of gold, a lush lullaby
I was the house you painted white
Agitate the deepest hues, then we'd fly
Midnight kisses, Dawn then traded goodbyes

Blithe; for we need nothing to pretend
The clearest blue water, a heaven's scent
To the grass wading courteously
Cloud nine's hanging then lifts my feet
Showering up above washing all anxieties

Pretty pictures; like ribbons untangled
A touch of silk as my heart would lilt
Inner feelings frolic then they'd tremble
For in you the excitement is always a thrill
From the simplest to a goddess divine
Pretty Pictures; moments as you were mine
#Pretty #Pictures #Love #Deep #Sansatuion #Eternal

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