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 Dec 2019
Jim Davis
**** is in the eyes

©  2019 Jim Davis
If beauty is in the eyes of the beholder... where is ****?
 Oct 2019
Allie Pine
I'm living an angel's hell
 Aug 2019
Jim Davis
Small words can slice deep

©  2019 Jim Davis
 May 2019
Jim Davis
Light never fades to black
Lighten up a little
 Feb 2019
Star BG
With great promise I was born
surrounded by family
ancestors
guides
and in Gods country.

With great promise I expanded
grew in body
in mind
in moments that blossomed
into vessel of creativity.

With great promise,
my eyes opened
my heart sings
And I became the dream
as I dance inside
endless possibilities.
INSPIRED BY HIRONDELLE A GIFTED WRITER THANKS
 May 2017
Jim Davis
I exist
Because of you

©  2017 Jim Davis
 Aug 2016
wordvango
you are like diamond colored
I look in your vision things
eyes
I guess they are
but to me are
aquamarine windows
touches of eternity
sparkles of life's fire
the way I see your you
in them
not like any other girl
they sparkle are alive
are my life now
my dreams I see them in
I talk to them while
driving
i see them on every bare wall
on trees
on billboards
on television
in my wafting cigarette smoke
in the shiny beer can surfaces
in my plate
clean
I see your eyes on every
sunrise
they gleam
sparkle
shine
forever
 Jun 2016
SøułSurvivør
I have a rusty xylophone
A rib cage of dusty bone
I play on it all alone
Waiting by the telephone

I play on it with an art
I play on it like I'm smart
I play till it's torn apart

Maybe then I'll find my heart.
Inspired by Papaya's "Iron Cage Birdhouse"
Have you lately realized
How much self absorbed
Heterosexual amorphous
Hominem ad narcissists
Love their oneorientation
Love their self esteem pen
Love their uncanny purse
Love their rightful rituals

They abide to admiration
They wear polite persona
They share unrelentlessly
They know salt and peppa

Immortal talent n'crowd
Inspiring dear friend days
Interrupting pink panther
Integrity by wild abandon.
 Feb 2016
K Balachandran
The dark purity of the night, I lustily sought,
to juxtapose it with the exhilaration filling in me
seeing her lush,**** body's eager anticipation.

Each cell comes alive, in her libidinous embrace,
Her erogenous silken touches,blends with the satin sheen
of sheer black cover darkness unfurls one end to the other,
the  dreamy lighted spots, embellish the nightscape's  opulence.
Night, anointed us with the fluence of love, when our supple bodies,
entangled in the bed till we drunk slept, blissfully lost the world.
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