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Harry Roberts Jul 2017
Call me, Death.
To steal your breathe.
Running ice through veins
Don't call me invain.
Short and (well not so) sweet
Harry Roberts Jul 2017
I saw your face for the first time in years,
Yet I still remember that sleepy smile.
Those golden eyes,
The charisma you beheld made any heart flutter.

I remember the way you held me,
Tight against your hard body
But I felt so secure.
I remember your taste.

On my tongue, lost but still held,           I remember your scent, touch.
****, I remember the way you sound.
I remember every line, wrinkle and muscle.

I still feel the moment you left,
You loved him - I learnt to forget
How you held me, loved me, ****** me best
Looked at me as less, you chucked me yes.

Blood pumping without oxygen
I'm trapped still losing him.
But he wasn't mine, and still,
He never was.
blessed be )0(
Harry Roberts Jul 2017
Sexually liberated,
Free spirit,
Give golden grace
A love filled space.

Give confidence and resilience-

Let love conquer silence
Colour and passion deafen violence.
All one adds is valiance

Combined to make resilience,
Love powers true confidence,
Intelligence stirred with decadence
Little poem I thought I'd share
Harry Roberts Jul 2017
I'm feeling the night,
The stars are shielded,
Behind blind like clouds.

Foxes covered in cloud like shrouds,
Barks muffled in mist
And lost to the wind.

The night and I, our tryst,
Our plight, without fear or fright.
We sing songs to the moon and rejoice in the light.

Sing songs of love - present and lost,
Bare the truth and shoulder the cost,
Live and let live (.) Live and let love (.) Live and let loss.

I am the night,
Stars shielded,
Behind blind like clouds.

I am the night,
Comfort of mystery
And threshold illusion.
Just a little poem I wrote :)
(.) micro pause
Harry Roberts Jul 2017
The rain gently falls like mist,
Grey sky mysterious and still.
The fresh air scented with rain
Provides comfort and a sense of relief.

The clouds sit quietly,
While the wind blows lazily,
And the world seems happy at rest-
If not contented for the time being.

The world will wake again,
Under light of a new day,
Nourished and replenished
By the waters of gentle rain.
Written while waiting for the train in the misty rain
Harry Roberts Jul 2017
Full Moon burning white
Warriors Hearts filled with Might,
Darkest Night, they channel Light.
Cowards souls ripe with fright,
See only lies and not what's right.

Sight Blighted, Blinding Bright.
Warriors heart-strings strung so tight,
As they charge into the fight,
Freed from thought of their plight,
Glide on air, Soaring Kite.
Harry Roberts Jul 2017
Swallowed his rage
& Earthed his Thunder,
On our path
We walk in wonder.

Soothed his mind
When gears did grind,
Engulfed his desire
In my Ocean of Fire.

Took his hand in Plains of Sand,
Or when at the Creek,
Feet submerged,
I kissed his cheek.

Wherever we'd go,
Our love and passion would grow,
Perfect Bliss, my Auras glow
Happy now with a pace that's slow.

Lazy, Summer, Lake-Dipping,
Frenzied Passion, Hearts Flipping,
Down the Aisle I walked while skipping,
Sealed with a kiss that felt so fitting.
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