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 Apr 2014 J
phocks
the first time, touched
us, otherwise strangers
delving within ourselves
our overt close encounters
past intimate imitations
of love’s labour lost and gained
we collide
again and again
crossing over, crossing under
energies focused at the hip
flowing through & into one another
endlessly
we release
feathers soaked
in each other’s essence
for soakyourfeathers on tumblr
 Apr 2014 J
Grace Nicole Espinoza
How I long to be
The sweater gripping your skin
A complimentary ocean blue
Harmonizing your swimming eyes

Hugging tightly to
Your sleepy bones
Sinking you when you leave shore

How I long to be your jeans
Clinging softly to you
Melding to your wet skin

A blue cotton night sky
Enveloping you
In the heat
Of my embrace
 Apr 2014 J
Skadi Snow
The Raven Feather was a gift.
I told you to look at this feather
whenever you're longing for me.

I couldn't stay.
The master was calling.
Haunted me in my dreams.
Commanded me to return.

So I turned around.
Raven feathers sprouted out of me.
And I flew into the dawn.

I still haven't forgot you..
I'm just waiting
for the opportunity
to run away
to defeat the master
to break the curse
to fly over borders into life.

Until then
Remember me.
I shall return!
Remember me.
When you hold the Raven Feather in your hand.
Inspired by "Krabat" by  Otfried Preußler (German Author)
 Apr 2014 J
A M
Gatsby
 Apr 2014 J
A M
"Let's party!"

Gleaming pearls,
Swirling skirts,
Tinkles of laughter
and shouts of joy.

Feet move fast
Words fly freely
Everyone here
is having a good time!

Ornately decorated,
Empty inside.
This is inspired by the 1920's. I wanted to write about the extravagant parties and lifestyle of the Gatsby era, but how everyone was fundamentally unhappy. It's funny how these things never change.
 Apr 2014 J
A M
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 Apr 2014 J
A M
My fingers are tentative

They hover above the keyboard
for far too long,
constantly straying back to that
****** key,
delete.

Nothing comes out right.

Tap, tap, tap
my fingers tap the counter
my pinky taps < delete >

I'm desperate for the right words
but today they evade me.
 Apr 2014 J
ZL
American Idol
 Apr 2014 J
ZL
rihanna and lana del rey
please don't become her
one day

dorothy dandridge
whitney houston
marilyn monroe
anna nicole

their sadness I did know
beautiful and broken
the pain never let go
the men, the drugs,
the heartache followed
they were all a living example:
misery is captivating
and beauty is shallow
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