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Your lips are like
Merlot wine;
When you smile, they shine
Oh god, I want to make
you mine!
Can you drink white
wine in a wider glass;
Can you drink red
wine in a narrow glass?
Baby, how can I live
without you; do'nt be
a crazy lass!
Do'nt try to escape from
me Vida
Just try me once, you
will be addicted to me;
My love is like *****!
----de3pak
I want to be a dimple
in your cheek
So that, I can be with
you when you are sick

I want to be a mole
on your lips
So that, we can smile together

I want to be your soft and
sweet throat
So that, I can shower
with your fresh breath

I want to be your
heartbeat
So that, you can hear my
name every second as a beep

Baby, I want to be your
tear
So that, you cnt be hurted
'cause I will not come
off your eye cover!


----de3pak
 May 2015 Elin Mellbergstedt
ryn
This is me...*          
Seeking refuge          
under a tree,          
As the wind released          
it's pensive sigh.          
Leaves sapped dry          
were then set free.          
Shades of yellow          
took to the air in an          
attempt to fly.          

This is me...
Peering through
jaundiced eyes.
Laying still
in a torrent of
ochre.
As leaves fall
from lowered skies,
Drenching
and
submerging
me in a sea of
scattered amber.

This is me...          
Captivated by this          
spectacular phenom.         
Flavescent dance          
governed by          
wind and gravity.         
This is the dream...          
Too long held for ransom          
By the relentless          
grasp of reality.         

This is me...
Awaiting such time to
arise and run.
In my heap,
my safe haven,
my fortress of yellow.
Till the inevitable set of
the *orange
sun
Only then...
myself to the moon
I would again
show.
I held a cigarette to my ear to listen to the paper burn
I saw your badge of hate so I spat in your face
As if it was different to the one I was wearing
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