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You’ll take my hand; I’ll hop on your back.
The dusky colors break our cognitive track.

We’ll set flame to the dying ember.
Maybe get lost in nights of September.

Dim streetlights strobe and flicker.
Our distant minds struggle to decipher.

Cherry tip glow and smoky lips.
Pressing each memory against fingertips.

Heavy lidded eyes deep as an abyss.
Weak replicas of things we miss.

Human interaction of subtle relations.
Overstimulating our everyday emotions.

Wandering to destinations by detour.
Such is youth and reckless behavior.
My lazy eyes lap at your thighs,
their jiggles my kryptonite.
Why lust for skin and bone?
bodacious beauty passes by, unnoticed by the blind.
I see it all,
curves and dimples
marshmallow soft and twice as sweet
call my name and boost my blood!

My stare is caught in your embarrassed eye
As you presume negativity not positive effect
pulling at your dress, hiding all you own.
You are beauty supersized,
as my lazy eyes lap at your thighs.
There was a gorgeous creature on the beach this morning, I watched her look uncomfortable among her skinny friends, trying to cover up. It was sad to see, as she was the most beautiful of them all.
Perfect is worthless seen through the eyes of a serpent
A word I'm sure is uncertain, spoken from any one person
I've come to realize earth is a curve of choking emotions
Seventy one percent ocean but see, the fire is the potion
We keep a flame in our hearts just to keep away the commotion
Forsworn and broken, stuck to a preconceived notion
We heat the coldest of parts but we don't foresee the explosion
We've chosen hate over love and we let our minds remain frozen
We're hopeless roamers and loners subject to being torn open
We stumble through the black, hands splayed blindly groping
For some sort of hope although we're lost in the ***** mess
Of pretending to be alive, free and full of alertness
Too often we keep our hearts rib-caged and vested
Let nothing come between our minds and this message
A vestige of optimism found underneath a veil of depression
But being hopeful for a future is a subtle transgression
To the laws of the present where we learn only one lesson
"Sever the bonds between eyesight and connection"
Dissecting human nature and replacing it with technology
Follow me I'll show you our true psychology
We seek a light in a cave but digging used archaeology
We advance not through screens, but 'forward ideology'
We accept a flawed system and in return are plagued harshly
By the 'gods' of the world because 'goods' are placed sparsely
Mark my words, the hand of time is our only true opponent
We believe the hand of 'him' to be the earths advancing component
So we fake smiles and play this game but we don't own it
We just bought it of the market that we created unknowing
Listen because I am showing independence in words
Not trying to preach, I just want you to learn
Free verse. I just let the words type themselves.
I met this girl once
Her personality was as wild
As her hair
And her sweet smile
Matched her eyes
I remember telling myself
The Sweet little lies
That got me through my day
To make me believe she'd be okay
But there was nothing left for her here
Not after her soul got burnt
I admired her strength
She taught me a thing or two
But now she's gone
To find a new home
And I'll forever remember that smile I loved to see,
You know that one that used to save me,
Nor her eyes that used to amaze me.
I wrote many poems
Not as beautiful as your words
And heard many songs
That could never compare to your heartbeat
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