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halfmoonprxnce Oct 2017
His skin felt warm and heavy
against hers.

She felt trapped;
sensitive, small, submissive.

But she loved his weight on her
She loved every second.

A blanket that heated her,
A blanket that strikes
jolts of pleasure
on every inch of her skin.
I wrote this in like 2018 when I had a crush on a guy named Michael LOL
halfmoonprxnce Oct 2017
I've seen the way
Your eyes glaze
                  twinge
                  sparkle
      ov­er her presence
And I become
invisible

All I want
      is to be her
halfmoonprxnce Oct 2017
Who wants me?
Who needs me?
All I want
      is someone
to dissect me
to discover my innocence

But nobody will
All I want
      is anyone

Nobody longs for me
the way I long
      for others.
halfmoonprxnce Oct 2017
It hurts so bad
It's torture
I am flooded and sad
My being is nothing but horror

I cover my ears and
      muffle the voices
So I can escape

I cannot run
I can still hear them
      their words
blaring in my ears
suffocating me,
killing me
       softly

Their voices
seep into my
       ears...
Maybe I really am
nothing.
How it feels when everyone seems to despise you no matter how kind you are.
  Oct 2017 halfmoonprxnce
Duck
If you were the sky
Then I'd be the sea
And when you shined bright
It would reflect in me.
When you're at rest
Then I am steady.
If you wanna get rough
I'm always ready.
Past closing at the bars
If you show me the stars
I'll open right up
And cast them out far.
And on the darkest night
If you won't shine a light.
Then I'm silent alongside you
Until you feel right.
We'll meet at the horizon
Where lovers will stare
And wonder with passion
Why they can't meet there.
And you'll share me a kiss
As bright as two suns.
When they meet in the middle
I'll know the days done.
And I can tell that's your way of saying to me.
Goodnight my love.
If you were the sky and I were the sea.
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  Sep 2017 halfmoonprxnce
Tasneem Moosa
My blood runs red in my blue veins
I feel just as you do, exactly the same
Cut me open and see inside
That which is in me is beautified
So as with you, our hearts are all true
Irrespective of the color that our skin exudes

If you were to hurt me would I not cry ?
Asking you forgiveness, the reason why
Just as you would if you were to die
Be judged by the same man in the sky

Do we not love and fear?
Hope and dream for all things?
That this life would be gentle and kind
That we might live and learn unconfined

We are born and we die in the exact same way
Are similarities not enough to keep a color war at bay?
Skin, hair, money, status and power
Are these the things we fight for that will slowly devour us?

I search for a world where this will no longer matter
That for this reason no more blood shall splatter
When the color of my skin will not make me less of a person  
But rather a sister to love and trust in

I want this world to see through the my eyes
See what it means to truly accept and thrive
What we could be if only we stopped fighting
It would be love and life uniting.
  Jul 2017 halfmoonprxnce
euphoria
if you think words feel intimate, imagine my tongue inside of you
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