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 Jul 2013
Zephyr
As the first chord is played
we are already spinning

around and around.

no one else is here.


dreams guide our footsteps,
love keeps us twirling.
We will always take it slow
but our hearts are off to the races

(Count the note as part of the poem, so it could be one poem or two - you decide!)
 Jul 2013
Tessa F
The most precious time of all to me
Is the space between those kisses.
When my lips linger over your lips
And our foreheads are pressed together
And I can't help but close my eyes
As I listen to you breathe.
 Jul 2013
brea
Flowing voice-
such a sweet aria!
only such arabesque
allegretto beauty
could ameliorate
shakespeare, mozart
with only mere words.

Andante ambiance
azure bliss blossoms
when gaze meets gaze.
lovely cadence
your dusty rose lips
whisper dulcet
promises of eternity
Oh eternity!-
how short it does sound!
But yet eternity
must efflux at some time

we will hold eachother
in the next eternity
and the one after
 Jul 2013
Deborah Lin
I loved you like a forgotten dream.
        Searing so vividly into
        the recesses of my cerebrum.
        Like fire.
        Setting my heart aflame with
        gasoline-slicked words
        that felt like a balm on my
        dry skin.

I loved you like the air after it rains.
        Breathe in, breathe out,
        but I could never
        get enough of you.
        If words could cradle
        a broken heart,
        as tangibly as callous-roughed hands
        and bumpy veins running like ivy
        down your arms,
        then drape me in letters
        and knit poems around my shoulders.

I loved you like light in an empty space.
        Because that is what you were.
        And even though you left,
        I still feel your warmth,
        still feel vestiges of heat
        tucked away in my dusty corners.
        Don’t fade.
        Don’t fade.
        Be the night sky that my eyes
        drink in like glassy pools of stars
        for a parched astronomer.
        Be a Category 5 hurricane, where I
        make a home in your center
        using pieces of stolen debris.

I simply loved you, and as much as I’ve tried,
I cannot find an image more beautiful than that.
for d.w.t.
 Jul 2013
Marian
Happy Birthday to a poetess,
Whose name is Emma S,
Hope your day is beautiful;
Your poetry is wonderful!

Hope your wish comes true,
Happy Birthday from me to you,
Hope your day shines like gold;
With colours bright and bold.

Now eat some cake and ice-cream,
Tonight have the best of dreams,
So we just want to say;
"Emma S, Happy Birthday!"*

*~Marian~
Happy, HAPPY Birthday, Emma S!!!! :) ~<3
 Jul 2013
Priya Patel
words tumbled loosely
from a tongue bitter with rage
forced to hear lies
his anger misplaced  
he will always see her mother
when he looks in her eyes
blind to her fear
deaf to her cries
to him, she is just another reminder
of hatred
 Jul 2013
M Clement
He looked at her,
And she at him.

"Do you want to find love?"
He asked.

"Of course I do."
She chuckled.

"Then let's find it together"
He replied quietly.

And they watched as the world was set alight.
 Jul 2013
Priya Patel
Dear friend,

I searched the world for you
climbed the highest mountain
swam the longest nile

Why were you hiding?

I faced horrific demons
swam through trecherous waves
almost drowning in tears of frustration

Where were you?

I heard you were hurting
felt your heart melting
sensed you were wanting

I'm looking... I'm comming

Then there you were
right beside me
within me

You are me..
 Jul 2013
Priya Patel
It's so serene, comforting

to know that someone, somewhere

either here, or there needs me...

What is it, this feeling

of wanting, caring, giving

just because

It feels so warm

like a velvet blanket

on a chilly winter day

Just the knowing

that someone, somewhere

either here, or there needs me...
 Jul 2013
Priya Patel
So many years, so many hours

trampled on like a bed of flowers

Will provide food and water

clothing and shelter

Servitude I say

helter skelter

Trapped in a box, four walls and a hole

aching to get out, release my soul

Let me out! Let me out!

is this what hell is all about

So many years, so many hours

Trampled on like a bed of flowers
 Jul 2013
Priya Patel
Close your eyes
and picture this..
you and me
and our first kiss
Open your lids
so you can see
how your lips
feel to me
So soft and gentle
and spicy too
Can I have
a taste of you?
Just a nibble,
maybe a bite
Come here,
let me hold you tight
Close your eyes
and picture this
you and me
and our first kiss
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