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 Apr 2015
The Good Pussy
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 Apr 2015
Musfiq us shaleheen
~~
Then, if ever, is the red color grows fade
The petals of red roses drop
If the birds don't sing any songs
And even a butterfly doesn't
Play on a purple flower

If the mistake happens in the rain
You 'll not cry
You can't be afraid of thunder
They will cleanse you

And when I am gone
Forgive me, but the melody in the air
You will come, playing in the garden,
Dance with the lost grasshoppers

Any yellow day when red flamboyant will be bloomed
Will have to take off your colorful sunglasses
At the very noon will be floated on the Cuckoo's love song
Again and Again it will prove your arrival,

O' Spring

You'll be the very white sky after rain
Will bloom red hibiscus
On that gilded day  
Red flamboyant 'll be loved with yellow flamboyant

Patched up with melody and words
Will be made new Songs,
New Poetry,
With the yellow flowers tune

Then again,
You 'll not  sing a song of despair,
Not even a song of hiatus,
Will sing the Songs of Joy,
Stir in the way of dreams,
Mating

Back to again and again
I 'll come back to you
Both 'll make a love  
For the creation of a new life
~~
 Apr 2015
William A Poppen
She cupped my cheek
with the warm fingers of
her right hand
as her palm rested
on the jaw of my desire.

My body warmed slow
down to the toes
wanting to step into
the mansion of her passion.

I love you,
the words dropped
from her lips
like silver beads of
rain on the pasture
of my heart.
 Mar 2015
Debbie Jean Embrey
Remember me when I am gone
to my Home beyond the skies
remember a heart that loves you
and the warmth that was inside

Remember me when not in sight
as with the eagles I soar
remember a heart full of love
and of course the hugs galore

And never forget the 'I love yous'
and arms that held you tight
may you be wrapped with blessings
as you lie down tonight

Remember me when I am gone
the smiles most of all
with laughter and the joy
for with this I'll remember you all
YOU ARE MA LOVE ,
I FEEL YOU IN MA HEART,
YOU ARE MA WORD ,
I JUST CANT LIVE APART,
BECAUSE YOU ARE MA HEART,
AND YOU're MA SOUL,
IF YOU ARE NOT HERE,
I AM ALL ALONE,OH BABY

LIVE IN ME,
AND I KNOW THIS IS WRIGHT,
EVERYDAY I MISS YOU,AND
THIS FEELINGS TAKES MA HEART DOWN,

MA NIGhts ARE ALWAYS SLEEPLESS, and
I KNOW YOU FELL THE SAME

I LOVE YOU
I NEED YOUR LOVE
#LIVE
#LOVE
# AWESOME
 Feb 2015
bouhaouel zeineb
I crave kisses
forehead kisses and hand kisses
neck kisses and french kisses
soft kisses and passionate kisses
morning kisses and good night kisses
i crave intimacy
delicate touches and soft hugs
cute nicknames and hand holding
I crave love
fervent passion
burning desire
hhh ;)
If only he knew how much I wanted---
To be beside him.
To look intently in his eyes,
until all the words left unspoken inside my heart metamorphose into million tears.
So that he'll know how much I wanted---
To be
The girl he wishes to care for
The lady he prays to marry someday
And the woman he will love to cherish, to dream with,
to hold and to adore
someone he'll want to grow old with
Until all the breath we have in us is gone.
So that he'll know how much I wanted---
To be.
But I know this is only me,
who longs for him
to love me.
 Jan 2015
Cristina
you're asking if I've found
a miracle love,
but if you knew about this
you'd recognize it.
 Jan 2015
Carolin
You remind me of a
crayon box. And the
colours of purple and
blue. The colours of
sunsets found inside a
mango peel and the
shades of green in your
eyes before you take the mango
peel off and see it from inside.
And when you wear that
green pullover of yours
that reminds me of  leprechauns
and four leaf clovers. I
know this might sound crazy
but darling its oh so true.
Orange and brown look
good on you too. Your
cheeks look like strawberry
pink when they freeze from
winters cold breeze. You
also remind me of my favorite
black crayon that i never
let go of during every single
art class. Deep mysterious
and full of secrets and stories
to be told. You remind me
of a crayon box because
you hold more beautiful colours
than any rainbow holds.
And that's why i smile every
time i touch my little crayola
crayon box because it always
brings me thoughts of you* ~
 Jan 2015
Carolin
Teach me contemporary
dance moves. Show me how
to groove. Teach me how to
fly up high in the sky just like
fairies do and shine with my
light. Teach me the simple things
in this beautiful life we share
together and all the magic tricks.
But most of all teach me how to
love and give you the sweetest of
kisses and hugs* ~
 Dec 2014
anonymouswasawoman
Every time I walk into the line I can only hope to run into you like I've  done before.
Your smile brightens up my day and
In your conversation I could forever stay.
Will you be my Starbucks lover?
We could grab some coffee and lattes,
talk about our lives and mistakes.

Cause I want to be the peppermint to your mocha, the pumpkin spice to your latte, the caramel to your macchiato.
We could compliment each other.
I just want your sweet company and I'll wait in line patiently.
Written about a cutie I like to bump into at Starbucks.
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