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 Jan 2014 Diane
Suzanne Penn
I too...
wake up sometimes
longing to touch you
to taste
tease
tempt
and excite you
I want to wake you up
with soft lingering kisses
and tender rhythmic touches
I want to slide my tongue
deeply within you
playfully persistent
until your back arches
and your breath catches
I want your spirit to soar...
before your eyes
are even open
I want to give to you
the passion
joy and love
that you have hungered for...
I want you
to begin each day...
fulfilled.
 Dec 2013 Diane
lexis
Untitled
 Dec 2013 Diane
lexis
lie next to me
breathe me in
swallow me whole
do it again
light me on fire
let me go
love me for me
not just for show
 Dec 2013 Diane
Andrea
Pure
 Dec 2013 Diane
Andrea
She is stunning.
Wavy hair, the color of sand
on a calm California beach.
With wide, naïve green eyes.
Her lips,
the color of cupid pink,
slightly parted with confusion and distress.

Where is she?
She surrounds herself
In a field
of black roses
and tainted carnations.
Her mind is blurred,
Her movements are shaky.
She looks around,
Where can she go?
She wants to go back home,
Where the hopeful daises
and the white lilies lie.

She wants to look at the world,
and see the protective, green trees as she tilts her head up.
She wants to see
the bright, yellow sun staring at her,
with welcoming eyes.

She is tired of seeing
Air filled with smoke and despair and sadness.
She hates seeing the
grass on her lawn,
that used to be so clear and vibrant,
turn to utter decay and an anguish color of
Lost hope and defeat.

She wants it back, she wants it all back.

Little does she know, that no matter how long
she spends contemplating and compensating
in that repulsive field of black roses and tainted carnations,
She will always turn back to those
lovely,
hopeful daises
and white lilies.

*-andrea
 Nov 2013 Diane
andy fardell
Embrace
 Nov 2013 Diane
andy fardell
Embrace the uncertainty of life
Don't be Lost
As I be
Don't be Alone
Like the sea
For tomorrow will bring a new meaning
 Nov 2013 Diane
A Thomas Hawkins
Never fall in love with a poet
for their words are sometimes lies
on occasions they're a shield
on occasions a disguise

They will take you on a journey
upon which they bare their soul
in a bid to ease your burdens
in a bid to make you whole

But in every word they choose
for the stories that they tell
lies a little piece of heaven
and a little piece of hell

Tormented souls we poets are
sometimes quite broken and despaired
in search of lost expressions
missed by others who once cared

Never fall in love with a poet
unless you're prepared to share their pain
to hold them close on the darkest nights
over and again
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 Oct 2013 Diane
anna william
A vapour of desire
You bring with your smile,
Love trembles like leaves
In a cold autumn night.
A trail of passion
You bring with your look,
My heart flutters like a
Drop of rain, on fire.
To dream of your touch,
Of your lips, and your voice,
Like stars in daylight,
Warm moonlight in a dawn,
Like love in pain,
A smile, a look,
Nothing more than the
Smell of cold rain.
 Aug 2013 Diane
Leanna Taylor
Cold
 Aug 2013 Diane
Leanna Taylor
Cold eyes,
glaring down at me,
disgusted and disappointed.
Cold words
that spit out from your
cold lips.
A cold hand
that clashes against my face
in a hot flash.
The barrier of ice
which guards your
cold heart
will never crack.
 Aug 2013 Diane
JC
Skinny love
 Aug 2013 Diane
JC
I want to know what colour your eyes are
But every time I look at you,
You're already looking at me.
 Jun 2013 Diane
annie
let go
 Jun 2013 Diane
annie
just let go
of the memories
we held so dearly
that now tickle your consciousness
and dance within your nightmares

just let go
of reality
slip into the arms
of false pretenses
and shattered promises

just let go
of existence
it is of no use
to a soul that is shredded
and empty
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