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  Nov 2015 Jane
J
10w
She likes me, I like her
But we're not together
That's all
  Nov 2015 Jane
Ignatius Hosiana
Life's a tyranny but humans are tuned to out live that grief
And Love is a Titanic but we can survive the icebergs and reefs
  Nov 2015 Jane
From Jess's Lips
You
You're a trite phrase,
spat with pity,
but with grace.
You're the warm
inviting smile that
stays stretched
on my face.

You're an
autumn wind
sending shivers
to my core.
You're an excess
of wealth and
I've no want
for more.
And you warm me up like hot chocolate after a snowfall.
I'm your marshmallow. :)
  Nov 2015 Jane
Sedoo Ashivor
Love* may be a feeling
But
Love is not just how you feel,

I love you may be the right words
But
Love is not just what you say,

Love is a decision
And
Love is what you do.
I'm thoroughly amazed! A poem of mine has made the daily! I had little to do with it. My thanks go to everyone who saw meaning in this work and shared, liked, added, commented, and even sent me messages. I am grateful to every one of you! You guys here on Hello Poetry are wonderful, wonderful people. Bless you!
  Nov 2015 Jane
ryn
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  •sharpened to                                  • prowling  this
  a point•made                                     hallowed night
  to sink easily                                      •to satiate my  
    into flesh •                                         hunger   pa-    
     power   to                                            ngs• know    
     maim and                                            my name      
    disjoint•                                            as i take    
       spilling                                             flight  •      
       blood,                        ­                    cower      
          warm                                          as i ba-      
           and                                         re my      
          fre-                                      fan-        
         sh                                   gs        
•                                •
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Happy Halloween!
Jane Oct 2015
Your face was fresh and exuberated new,
Your voice as pure as morning dew,
Holding your hand with our fingers intwine,
Feeling a knot with beautiful sinew.
Just like his eyes
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