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 Sep 27
Heather
Eons from now we'll see
iridescent auroras swirling
unknown stars and planets
we fly to a place that exists
between night and day.

We'll sip drinks
made from liquid stardust
sunlight and moonbeams
frozen by angel tears.
We'll laugh with beings
whose smiling faces
illuminate those black holes.

In another galaxy with you
everything is uplifted.
Hold my hand and walk with me
as millions of stars form a corridor
little twinklings all around
toward a podium of stars.
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 Sep 11
Lexington Warner
you
not the flower but
the bee kissing
rosebuds, making
living things
bloom

you
no sunrise on
mountains but
the sun
herself, every
flame burning fierce
sploding gainst
the sky

you
not an ocean but
a stream softly
babbling
and rescuing
us,
the lonely
the lost

you
not forever
but tragically
temporary
and every
moment
you are here
i will be
what i am -
the pollen,
the planets,
the wanderer,
the poet -
dedicated to
loving
you
 Sep 2019
Racquel Davis
Aching for our two souls to intertwine
My heart on your chest, your heart on mine
Opening like a blossom on a vine

Longing for hands to discover me,
Roaring to a flame of ecstasy
And with time, growing inside me

Fingers imprison fingers, fingers imprison flesh
I am weakness beneath your bated breath
Lay claim to my clay, lay claim to my breast

I am yours with every command, each and every kiss
Till my maiden land, fill me with every inch
I can be your *****, I can be your *****

Heat, sweat, electricity traveling in between
A valley full of nectar, consuming delicacy
Make me your subject, I am your Queen
 Apr 2017
Akira Chinen
You're beautiful
underneath your clothes
your skin
your flesh
your bones
you're beautiful beneath your heart
in the places you hurt most
in your flaws
and cracks
and broken past
you're beautiful
after long days  
rough nights
first thing in the morning light
you're beautiful
without all your pretty things
I would rather have
the heart beating within your chest
than the pearls or diamonds
from around your neck
its there
that all your beauty begins
and circles and never ends
 Jul 2014
Racquel Davis
Supreme Love,

Through a land of barren fields, leads to a nourishing tree, that rhythms in the wind like a heart of bleeding green.

There, you will find me, prostrating in its lingering boughs, gazing into your sky with smiles of Eros.

A nightgown of innocence awaits you in the lotus, falling amongst the constellations of my parallel.*

©Copyright 2007 Written and Edited by Racquel Davis
Edited 11/24/16

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