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 Mar 2017
Akira Chinen
She turned his blood into gasoline and stole the air from his lungs and gave his soul a ******* and his heart became a ticking time bomb desperate to discover the lust of being wrapped and tangled under a sheet of night and loves lost pleasures trapped between the lighting and magic raging from within her eyes
 Mar 2017
Akira Chinen
I want to fill the space between us with words of desire and bridges of love and let loose this sea of lust drowning me every time I dream your name and would it be paradise or poison waiting on your lips would I die outside of your arms or swim through eternity forever finding loves flowers blooming from your hips
 Mar 2017
Jeremy Micallef
Waiting for me to make a move
like waiting for cold coffee to get hot.
The first one liner I had come up with.
Tiny fragments
of me
now exist
within you,

They reside
in your memories;
we've made
more than a few.


Tiny fragments
of you
now exist
within me,

They remain
in my heart
indefinitely;
in my soul infinitely.

By Lady R.F ©2016
 Mar 2017
Akira Chinen
Nothing feels real except
when I am dreaming
and when I dream
all I feel is you
 Mar 2017
Akira Chinen
I know a place where we can bury away the pain and the earth is cool and where calm waters run deep and we can swim in its current without the fear of drowning and we can mend the broken pieces of you with the lost pieces of me and teach our hearts once again the joy of finding happiness in love
 Mar 2017
Akira Chinen
My kinda strange is as pure as it is *****
It is a kind of lust and love in perfect greys of checkerboard black and whites
It is moonlight in a bottle and sunshine hidden in a kiss
Its hopeless to the sounds of nothings sweet and desperate to feel the teeth of dark passions moan
Its holding hands under a fort of blankets and pillows while reading a classic tale from childhood long ago
And secretly having eachother in the middle of a crowd during the roar of a live show
Its the magic found in sharing shy kisses years into being in love and the leaving of reckless marks and scars in flesh and dreams of a first night
And I can see my kinda strange dancing inbetween the colors of your eyes and beneath the tattoos on the surface of your skin
And if you step into this madness with me we can do anything that we have ever dreamed
And get lost in a bottle of monlight while sharing kisses that burn with the fury of the sun
Where we do nothing but strange in the name of love
 Mar 2017
Julie Langlais
you wake my sleeping heart to an acoustic of bliss

Jl 2017
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