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 Jan 2016
Paul Hardwick
When I hold you in my arms
and smell your hair
it makes me think of cake
not sure why it does
your skin is seated of rose
this make me think of flowers
not sure why it does
when I kiss your skin
I taste like butter
makes me lick my lips
not sure why it does
When I kiss your lips
I taste grapes
not sure why it does

But when I look in your eyes
I see into your soul
and only that
lets me know who you are
and being man
I do not know why

But woman all this does.
P@ul.
 Dec 2015
Paul Hardwick
Loops that fall
loops that come up
loops that touch
ask me about the loop
it might just be the answer
that I did not want you to ask
loops hang down and things
loops pulled by gravity
loops that become atoms
loops of string playing notes
loops of the common man.
LoVe P@ul  ***.
 Dec 2015
Paul Hardwick
Tick Tock
around the clock
hands keep passing me by
I just care for you
and there's nothing any one can do.

But the flowers
still bloom in winter
under the limited sun
and that is there universe.
True  P@ul.
 Dec 2015
Paul Hardwick
Pour me another ***
with lot's of coke
Woman come on dance with me
make me
feel one
do your thing wiggy that buttie about

Now I known how I feel
and want to make love
do you do
feel the same as I do
are there sparks in your head
do you
feel like love

Come on babe tell me no ****
feel the same way as I do!
Love P@ul ***.
 Dec 2015
Sarah Michelle
The globe on top of
the cabinet wants to fall
Has a world of woes
 Dec 2015
Sarah Michelle
I.
Strong people, sitting
on their cold porches, smoking
Hopeful calories.

II.
They know they throw their
calories away, but they
like what they do have.

III.
Consume what you like.
What do you want for your life?
Not wishes, nor guns.
@@@ instead, a torturous present is all that is offered and all that's been left for Robert.
&&& alone. feeling forgotten and bitter, Robert walks away from the gold and fire, across the snow and ash covered wheat field.
&&& possessed by an otherworldly sadness and immeasurable loneliness, Robert loses his humanity.
&&& in an event infinitely lonely in its probability, the universes washes Robert with fire, stripping him of his humanity. Granting him something superhuman.
&&& passenger with her parents Julia sees the transformation, the slow ropes of flame and the heavy clouds burning Robert's core.
&&& Julia senses something profound has happened, but keeps the revelation to herself. Julia's parents see nothing.
&&& Julia is driven away.
))) preface closes.
Tragedy.
 Nov 2015
Austin B
Illustrious.
Enchanting.
Floral.
Angelic.
Bashful.
Awestruck.

Touch.
Spark.
Quiver.
Taste.

Lush.
Succulent.
Infinite.
Hope.
 Nov 2015
GaryFairy
remember the days of when we were younger
we thirsted from birth and we hunted with hunger
running and laughing under skies of thunder
we were sisters and brothers in a world of wonder
 Nov 2015
brandon nagley
The greatest poet's never tried to get known,
They were the modern day loser!!!
 Nov 2015
Paul Hardwick
My mind
is like a room
with a view
painting pictures of you
inside
so I can bring them back to me
make me just feel
to carry on
Out here I do not feel comfortable b
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Just joking

P@ul.
***.

found that in my own picturegramm.
 Nov 2015
Babu kandula
a good enemy is better than

a jealousy friend
A good enemy may become our friend one day

But, careful with the jealousy friend
 Nov 2015
Paul Hardwick
You blanc me of your words
paint out all my words
paint me over with white
as if, I had never been here before

Get your decor on
but whithen peace
Be whole again
smile drift on look to where you lost your balance

Never feel the fall as it happens to you
never fall never anymore

You become the man so grounded
and the why you feel is grounded

So why are we not talking?
P@ul.
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