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When the time comes
I be the one to collect
Your heart my love

I be the moon to light
Your void world
The sky in your coffin

The judge of your love
For i shall ignite peace
For you, to rest on the bed of peace

I be the one to give life
For the tombstone invites
Dust, dust is the path to immortality

Written by
Martin Ijir
 Nov 2017
PaperclipPoems
You make me want to sip white wine
In the dim light
Listening to Frank Sinatra

Graceful dancing
Fainted laughing
The old sound of the victrola
The winter is slowly killing her
and me
but on the deck by her side
at the low tide
the river at three is a sparkling glass
feeding a belief
there would be no end of us.
With her on the river Bidyadhari, Nov 5, 2017, 3 pm.
 Nov 2017
Tony Luna
M
I watched her jump into the ocean.
Moments later I jumped in.
She wrapped my arms around her waist, and whispered I love you.
I spoke the same words, she asked if it were true.

She dunked me under the water as I said yes.
While I was yanked, I pulled down on her dress.
Now sharks are my number one fear.
M made that emotion disappear.

I was only focused on her nothing else mattered.
As we were both below the water she smiled.
Shortly after she swam back to shore becoming a fish out of water.
M began to shiver.

We got back inside her leather interior corvette.
We were both soaking wet.
I took off my clothes as she did hers.
Her skin tone changed different colors.

After our sesh, I covered her up with my vans beanie and sweater.
M saw my clothes were still wet so she turned on the heater.
Each time M smiled was breath taking.
The radio was turned on and the evening became more amazing.

We sang for hours as our bodies dried.
Got out of the corvette then headed back to the tide.
I swung her around as she laughed and giggled.
I was only wearing shorts, but M was nicely covered.

The sun was resurfacing,
We got back inside her car; she started driving.
We arrived to her house and made out.
As I opened the car door to ride away, M had already planned our next hangout.
The adventures never stop
Burning Spell
My love is awakening my intuition to give
Me the power to see all the possibilities in front
She wants me to her *****-knot to live
So in my sheer love I have to pay the brunt

At times eyes commit a sin at times it is heart
At times it is but sweet red lips and at times graces
But if this sin is committed its difficult to depart
Heart being reinvigorated comes up and embraces

Love is love with lot many shades and colors
Only lover understands the intensity of the fire
For others it is conflict in mid which just blurs
Love is a burning spell takes one to the desire

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2017 Golden Glow
 Oct 2017
nivek
we jumped into each others eyes
and saw ourselves
in a way we never imagined
✿ڿڰڿ♥♥ڿڰڿ✿✿ڿڰڿ♥♥ڿڰڿ✿

In wonder of the world
of her mysteries
sitting here dreaming alone
I wandered over a hill one day
seeking expecting
nothing
and she appeared
like a vision
shimmering perfection
mysterious
mirage


I had been admiring
for years
the beauty of his heart
I had watched
from a distance
never letting myself
become apart,
  there were times
   he would approach
     the top of the hill
      always stopping
        and turning back
       my pounding heart
     would then painfully still.
    I sent him dreams
  of a sweet first kiss
sprinkled visions
of starlit bliss
then one day
by the touch of grace
I looked up to find us
standing face to face.


I saw her in dreams before here
she was standing growing
over the hill the whole time

always she had been there

I had just not gone forward enough

I stood in awe

and she like a tulip
shivered


dreams, now reality
love floods this heart of mine

I stand in awe
of beauty, so magnificently divine

the essence of love whispered
and I, like a tulip
    blissfully
        shivered…


✿ڿڰڿ♥♥ڿڰڿ✿✿ڿڰڿ♥♥ڿڰڿ✿
 Oct 2017
Logan Robertson
He drove his car timely through her tunnel of love
Full throttle zest, he bore a flitting of whiting doves
Warmth's ah peaking from their nest
Sweet coos a heaving from her chest
Parked at the end of her tunnel his treasure troves

Logan Robertson

6/30/17
 Sep 2017
Victoria Jennings
Warning
I will love you

Warning
I cannot handle friends
As lonely an abyss as it may be

Warning
Your eyes will start to scream forever

Warning
Your mouth will start to promise it

Warning
Time flies and it feels like we're on a seesaw because nothing is ever good or bad long even if they feel like the longest days of my life

Warning
We are sharing a bed
We have named our children the ones we don't have

Warning
You hold me every night
Make love every day
Until the time comes you don't do either

Warning
You are slipping and I'm suppose to catch you but I'm falling apart and you're sending mixed signals

Warning
Because even after years of being lovers and friends you cannot be honest with me

Warning
We will end over and over again
You will break my heart so many times

Warning
I will come whenever you call or text
Because first love isn't one you forget

Warning
I will climb into your bed
Make love half a dozen times
Sleep beside you
Hug you back everytime you hug me

Warning
One day you won't invite me over anymore

Warning
One day you'll have a new woman
Make new promises you'll break
Name new kids
Or say you never wanted any to begin with

Warning
You'll message me to complain some days
Other days you'll message me almost as if to gloat the nothingness I have

Warning
I will still love you

Warning
I will never really stop

Warning

I still see the world in your eyes.
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