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 Aug 2020 aimee
Syd
Scarlet Woman
 Aug 2020 aimee
Syd
She sold her beauty on a bed.
She would stare and hold herself.
Her breath was warm and red.
Her room had mirrors and a shelf.
 Jan 2020 aimee
melancholicreator
{have you realized, my love?
        that you are
                all i breathe,
    all i seek
                up above
in the sky and clouds
            i’ve encountered
    a path
            in absence of
        you
        it leads me
to a vast
        and desolate
                darkness.

    the path is
            fragranced
    by your sweet
                and
innocent scent,
        your blissful energy
    trapped in captivity
            cries out to me,
my love

    my love, you are
        brandished
            by gold and ivory
    i'm in love with
your shine, but
            undeniably
    you aren’t looking
                    at mine.

    you, my dear, are
                magnetic,
transcending and
            everlasting joy
    rushes my heart
        while the thought
    of you

            rips.

                    me.

        apart.}
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-melancholicreator
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 Jan 2020 aimee
D
sunkissed
 Jan 2020 aimee
D
the way that the sun
sets the world a-fire,

it's my only desire,
to be touched by his light
sun so hot it'll melt your popsicles
 Jan 2020 aimee
Michael Messinger
My puzzle of life is missing a piece
I've done everything I've set out to do
So missing a part doesn't bother me
And I've stopped looking for it too

I suppose It will find me in time
Because I've stopped searching
It's a piece etched in my mind
Just in case it comes looking

I would like to finish the jigsaw
But I can only do one part at a time
I'll just wait for the final piece to fall
I will not stand in line trying to find

It will come as a surprise to me
If it ever comes into my hands
It know it's only just one piece
But It's an important part to land
 Jan 2020 aimee
Michael Messinger
No wrapping paper or bows needed
It's just a wish I'd like fulfilled
Maybe it will come to fruition
Before the end of Winter's Chill

© 2019 Michael Messinger(All rights reserved)
 Jan 2020 aimee
Carlo C Gomez
What sparks
Will often combust

What burns too fast
Never trust

The flames may dance
The heat may warm

But fast-moving blazes
Only aim to harm
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