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 Mar 2015
Amitav Radiance
As I travel with my dreams
There are imaginary places to visit
Through the tunnels of thoughts
Sliding down with ease and delight
Towards the heart of created spaces
Feeling light as air, I fly carelessly
Like an albatross with expansive dreams
I soar above the imaginary lands
Where all the situations are more real
A reality, that is more affectionate
With hope in my heart, I fly along
Carefree and deep satisfaction
One day I can replace this reality
With the one that is more vicious
I love to travel with my dreams
My heart says, I shall be heard one day
I can be the architect to build another world
A reality where everyone life can thrive
 Mar 2015
Louis Brown
I shifted the driving stick
Turned on the gas
And begin gently
Driving down that sweet road
As I pushed the gears
To a faster speed
And enjoyed the highway
Under me
We both reciprocated
To the reactions
As the excursion uplifed us
Through the movements together
Down the curves and hills
Finally reaching culmination
As we climbed the last hill
In frenetic coordination
Reaching a wonderul crescendo
As we finished our first drive
And looking back in amazement
We realized we'd been missing out
On the most pleasurable part of living
And vowed to make sure
We'd make that drive again...
And again
 Mar 2015
M Crux Alexander
I love to wish
that you were mine alone
No work to enslave
just us and home
wherever that might be
Roaming the countryside,
in the mountains or at sea
Free to live without constraints
comfort within whatever remains
Hopefully, we'll get there
without being too old
finding our paradise
never too hot or too cold
Just the perfect degrees
to keep you undressed
while I'm between your knees
and no neighbors to bother
with your pleasured screams

081613 ~ 2.43p
Wishing we could just be away from responsibility and just live a simple life together
 Mar 2015
Josh Bass
Running
Fast considering the darkeness
What am I running from?
Not sure
And yet here I am
Up hill now...
I can see better
Moonlight creeps in through some breaks in the surrounding trees
A Demon Dog of the night jumps
out at me, moonlight reflecting off it's teeth
Gimlet colored eyes make my stomach drop
No.....No......No.......!
I wake up a minute before my alarm
What do your dreams mean anyway?
 Mar 2015
wordvango
**** dumb driven
bass drum rhythm

wild
my head beating serious

top hat ringin'
snare drum upper taps
all goes in

rebounds
against my cranium
drives me\

nuts
 Mar 2015
K Balachandran
Your bodkin, seeking my heart if straight,will find it's target quick,
I'll gladly die an honorable death, still remembering the arrows of cupid,
but if your sword, stealthily moves from behind, in deceit, cuts me down,
denigrates love, let darkness shout, from  where once love solemnly stood,
you'll have to be on your knees to seek forgiveness for this sin, it's no win.
 Mar 2015
Ofentse Tsie
I just wanna be with you, kiss you and make love to you

darling, allow my pillow to have dreams of you embedded in it

my heart's aching, my ears are longing for your voice

I wanna get nostalgic to your moans to breathe your skin into me

host you in my soul with nothing but love
serenading on your body with the bite marks
by Ofentse x Dvniel
 Mar 2015
Amanda In Scarlet
Beloved, you are coming to me.

Your heart beats hard,
And you run, you push, you climb
every obstacle, denying the impossible,
Dismissing sense and reason, you are coming,
Home, to me.

Come home, beloved.

The life you lead now, hurts,
The salt tears soak, and burn.
Hush now, hush, hush,
All will be well.

Come, come, beloved.

My heart beats faster,
Pulls you closer, ever closer,
Oh, beloved,
We will be together, come
Beloved, come.
 Mar 2015
Michael Amery
I would build an altar with which to worship you,
    your beauty, your sensuality and your love.
You truly are an angel,
    my heart.
Such a remarkable woman.
You can never  know the depth of my love for you as words and actions alone cannot capture it,
    yet I will try.
 Feb 2015
Francie Lynch
I hear a motor
In my head,
Cranking, moaning,
Turning, turning...
Nearly dead.

I have an onion
In my head;
Has it a seed
I can embed.
So I keep
Peeling, peeling...

I have a pencil
In my head,
An HB2
With blunted lead,
Scratching on
A blank cortex,
Itching to put
Thought to text.
Scratching, scratching...

I have dough
Inside my head,
Needing kneading
Just like bread.
When it's baked
Sliced and spread,
I'll serve it up
Outside my head.
 Feb 2015
K Balachandran
The most elegantly turned out beast
                                   that in two legs roams in my part of urban forest,
with such impeccable taste and a heart
                                  brimming with prurient thoughts, transmitted
with the beat of brows, two bows,cannot be any other;
                                   I am in a poetic elation, at this moment of
thunder strike in my center of amour, as I watch your
                                  rambunctious locomotion, intently from behind.
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