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Eyes are blue gleaming diamonds,
words concealing gold dust
are sealed between the lips
that avidly taste thunder,
expression of my hidden hunger.
Hands bind me closer til
rib cages say "No more"
Like nibs, nails on my back
write ****** verses direct,
forcing one to spread eagle
as the orchestration moves to crescendo
itinerant eyes emit sizzling light,
the cloud that engulfs , caresses every inch,
a bamboo grove in wind
dances whispering love, in many tunes,
tells one to lie under it's canopy, I submit,
hear my songs from a secret center,
eyes speak the lingo of  love, light spills
heart beats against heart, in mad frenzy,
we need no words any more.
I love you.

I love you because of the way you love me.
Without exception, without expectation, and without boundary.
The way you know how to be everything good in the world.

I love you because of how extraordinarily unordinary you are.
Without concern, without embarrassment, and without regret.
*The way you are never scared to be the wonderful you you are
He may just be perfect. Perfect for me, at least.
He's that guy that slays you,
    always charming, ready &
       eager to lend a helping hand,
  a garish smile tucked in his hip pocket  --
    he's your friendly next door neighbor,
         the quintessential serial killer
 Jul 2015 Francisco DH
ji
A day with you is saying good morning to the sun with cups of coffee. Long walks, but longer talks, and feeling tingly. Pillow fights on white sheets in underwear with yellow smileys; bacon and eggs and pancakes and sausage, and peanuts with no grease.

A day with you is seeing the dusk with rainbows. Chocolate ice creams and cones and mangoes; KitKats and Cadburys and Oreos, with Lego House and marshmallows. Or maybe cookies and cola and not milk, while I hold your hand of silk. Or maybe some singing or dancing or playing the guitar. Or painting a portrait of the moon and stars.

A day with you is a night in July and rainy. And kissing you with some hugging too and three spoonfuls of honey. Then I'll cradle you, with lights out, as you doze sweetly beside me. I'll hum you to sleep with tender pattings on the hips, and watch your eyelids fall gently.
 Jul 2015 Francisco DH
jerely
Summer is here
while you are away
I was once the Island of your
corridor's eyes
But now I was the fullmoon
covered by dull, dark eyesight of you
I don't know what's on your mind
Or am i just in a gullible path?
Restricting to put on your
heart?
Or just my own trap
to put me in a close
mark?
Jerelii
July 27, 2015
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12:04 am
 Jul 2015 Francisco DH
Love
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 Jul 2015 Francisco DH
Love
Am I stupid for believing we ever had a chance to last the long run and make a life for ourselves when at the end we couldn't even hold a conversation?
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