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 Aug 2014 purple orchid
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“How far have you walked for men who’ve never held your feet in their laps?

How often have you bartered with bone, only to sell yourself short?

Why do you find the unavailable so alluring?

Where did it begin?
What went wrong?
And who made you feel so worthless?


If they wanted you, wouldn’t they have chosen you?

All this time, you were begging for love silently,
thinking they couldn’t hear you,
but they smelt it on you,
you must have known that they could taste the desperate on your skin?


And what about the others that would do anything for you,
why did you make them love you until you could not stand it?

How are you both of these women, both flighty and needful?

Where did you learn this, to want what does not want you?

Where did you learn this, to leave those that want to stay?”

--Warsan Shire
 Aug 2014 purple orchid
Kataleya
The beauty of a woman
is in the poems she's wrote,
the dreams she's weaved
and all the stories she's told.

The beauty of a woman
is in the adventures she's taken,
the lives she's touched
and all the minds she's awakened.

The beauty of a woman
is in the caring she gives,
the sincerity in her laughter,
and the passion in her griefs.

It's not the expensive clothes she owns,
her body size, the diamonds she's worn.
Measure not the beauty of woman in gold,
for the beauty of a woman is reflected in her soul.
Dedicated to all women out there with an amazing mind and a beautiful soul. We are the gift of nature, soft enough to touch the core of others and strong enough to protect that and those important to us. I love you all. Believe in yourself and the world will believe in your power.

I'm honored to have it as the daily poem.
 Aug 2014 purple orchid
Chris
This is the circus
What are you made of
This is the circus of conformity
In the form of high wasted short
Shorts
In short form:
Eyes slide off me like I'm made of Teflon
Whatever it is you feel make manifest
no wrong
Raging circus of creative spirits
Meld into one sort of monster
Claws out so you fear it
Exploring  the isles of freedom
In the confines of prescribed high fashion
Kissin and dashin
Smile and flash
Smile and flashin
This is the circus
And your a small note on the ledger line
Held hostage in the ******* of time
Wrote this about a music festival I went to this summer
I sat all night
My mind rambles on
133 thoughts
Harmlessly invaded
My isolation
Until the night is over
I imagine you
Creep through my senses
Not a single night
Where you don't pass
My possession
Restricted----
Until you came along
Only to find comfort
To live in me....
 Aug 2014 purple orchid
Ruthie
Falling is terrifying.
I know that.
I've been there,
So many times.
Or at least,
I thought I had.

Turns out I was close,
But still wrong.
This time though,
Something's different.
The feeling's real.
I can feel my heart and my mind,
Attacking each other.
Battling it out.
And somewhere in between,
They've lost the balance.

I've fallen head over heels for you.
And I know it's not right in my heart,
Or my mind.
But it is what it is.
And suddenly,
I'm not too terrified anymore.
Because I know that no matter what I do,
I cannot stop myself.
From falling.
Head over heels.
In love.
With you.
Lovin' you is easy 'cause you're easy*
Mirrored instruction on both sides
of a countless-sided sword
toil the earth,
so all that grows
believes,
as if it's truth,
because lovin' you is easy 'cause you're easy.
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