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 Dec 2015
M
If I could fly,
I'd be coming right back home to you.
I think I might give up everything, just ask me to.
You'll never feel like you're alone,
I'll make this feel like home.
Pay attention, I hope that you listen
I was stumbling, looking in the dark, with an empty heart,
I let my guard down, right now I'm completely defenseless
for your eyes only, I show you my heart
for when you're lonely and forget who you are
and it's alright, calling out for somebody to hold tonight
when you're lost I'll find a way and I'll be your light
I'm missing half of me when we're apart
now you know me, for your eyes only
I'll make this feel like home.
a mashup of two one direction songs in honor of Louis Tomlinson's birthday and one of the truest examples of love I have ever known.
 Dec 2015
Tanisha Jackland
Lovebites

I guess all of the
yelling and biting
Has paid off.

He is in awe.

I bring to him this pain
Whenever he is empty.
When he is waiting
for me to meet him at his ghost.

He brings to me this
rejection whenever
I am hungry.
When I want more.

The kind that refuses
even stolen kisses.
The kind that revels in power.

I am astounded as I feel it.

We both just want to walk awake.
To feel everything within each instant.
To welcome the gut in every waking hour.

We’ll make each other feel something,
even if it is from teeth gripping at ****** skin.
 Dec 2015
Nico Allentine
I would offer you the best sensations, shivers down your spine
Ecstasy thrown, mind blown, you begging to be mine
Stroke my ego and I might just stroke your skin
Your body a new world, where should I begin
Your face on mine, my hand now held just below your wrist
Now Ill start with your lips because I simply can not resist
The scrumptious shade of strawberry and the tastes even better
In my mouth your tongue had sung and left me even wetter
A calm that makes me no longer wanting to give up and give in
A kiss that I want to build a house on and with you live in
My hands hold your cheek
As I stare up at you rather meek
Then trace the lines on your face and run my fingers through your hair
Nihilistic
Pessimistic
Altruistic
We would make quite the pair
Around your lovely locks tightens my grip as I pull back slightly
biting on your lip, your hands gripping my hips so tightly
I would smile with a silent confidence
As you recount how long you've imagined this
Your imagination may not have prepared you, albeit wondrous and vast
To feel better than you've ever felt, just know that it cant last
I would offer you the best sensations, shivers down your spine
Ecstasy thrown, mind blown, you begging to be mine
you chuckled and told me a body like mine should come with a warning label
Your eyes hungry devouring me from across the dinner table
The long lost longing, the build up, the intense temptation
Your mind reeling from a new glorious sensation
Nothing could have gotten you ready for what you'd feel with me
Better than you've ever felt, so visceral and free
I'm as persuasive as I am perverse
A mind I'm sure you'd love to traverse
I would offer you the best sensations, shivers down your spine
Ecstasy thrown, mind blown, you begging to be mine.
 Dec 2015
MOTV
Comes
Goes
Erodes
Holds
Many
Men's
Souls
 Dec 2015
SøułSurvivør
O God so great
to be an infant small?
did You weep,
or perhaps sleep
and never cry at all?

what was it like, sweet Mary,
to ride the night so black?
could you smile,
heavy with child,
upon a donkey's back?

what was it like, dear Joseph,
to know your wife would bear
God's own son,
but he'd be shunned,
a man of many cares?

what was it like, you shepherds,
to see the host's appear?
we're you scared
when they declared
heaven was so near?

what awed you so, O wise men?
was it the star alone?
or the holy child
so meek and mild
who'd descended from God's throne?

what was it like, O angels
to see your mighty King
lying there
in a manger bare
what joy could that sight bring?

and yet that night was joyous!
in ecstasy all sang!
or perhaps instead
they bowed their heads
while praise in heaven rang...

for now the great Messiah
is born to trumpet's blast -
what was it like
that special night

OUR SAVIOR'S BORN AT LAST!!!


SoulSurvivor
(C) 12/6/2011
Have a blessed holiday season -
no matter what your faith!
 Nov 2015
ryn
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•like clockwork,
  her day would begin
•pressures of life like no
one could imagine•toting the
crushing weight upon her tiny shou-
lders•responsibilities and expectations that
would overwhelm before she falters•she'd ***-
ble as she groans her duress•her skin would crack
to release pent up stress•then there would come a day
•her exhausted veins would rupture and then give way
•she has the most terrible temper•but we would still flock
to her•
why?*........when time and again she offers us strife•

simply because she provides,
she gives us life•
Concrete Poem 12 of 30

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 Nov 2015
Sarah Q S
You don't need a guitar, or
all those beautiful songs that you sing,
Just smile at me, and
I'll drop my knickers for you......
 Nov 2015
Misty Meadows
There ain't nothing new
About the way my heart beat
Corresponds with the
Throbbing below my waist.

I can always sense fear,
I can always taste danger.
But something about you is
Sweet and saccharine.

Undoubtedly irresistible.

And because of that, for once
I don't smell death or horror.
I see a love fueled lust in the pit
Of darkness and
Feel
An all consuming desire for the
Flavors of happiness.

And this desire just burns so well.
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