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 Dec 2014 Jay
Just Melz
Communication:
    Yes, to me
I believe this is the *
key

     Talking, really listening
             Honesty
  Always saying what you truly mean
       No secrets, no withholding
No lies
    But sometimes
        You can say "I love you"
With only your eyes

Trust:
      This, so important
  Yet, so hard for some
          I know it's terribly difficult for me
    Without trust, you're done
        Then there's suspicions    
  .         Fear
         And so many questions
      But sometimes, trust can be earned
          With a bold statement
And the wiping of a tear

Love:
    You may be thinking
          "Why is this third?"
  Well, the first is just words
      What you have the most of
The second is in your mind
    Something in which, you have no control
        Mmm, but Love
   That's deep in your soul
And if two people can make it this far
       Past the flirting, past the insecurities
Past all the old bruises and scars
     To simply love one another
          Well, they'll be able to move      
               MOUNTAINS
           **Together
For the challenge by Jaishree Kumar.
Enjoy.
 Dec 2014 Jay
Hayleigh
Untitled
 Dec 2014 Jay
Hayleigh
Look into my eyes,
There are no lies,
I have nothing to hide,
Allow your worries to subside
And wash away,
In me,
An Ocean of sanctity, security, honesty.
 Dec 2014 Jay
Hayleigh
Homosexuality
 Dec 2014 Jay
Hayleigh
How captivating it is
To watch the sun who was told she must love the sky, to defy, because despite the questions why, she knows it feels right, so she kisses with all her might, with all in sight, the earth every single night.
 Dec 2014 Jay
brooke
on being plain.
 Dec 2014 Jay
brooke
I won't take you in
i'm unwild, unwild
wouldn't wind my
way though all of
your knots, my
pages are dog-eared
unalphabetized, uncapitalized
you can't hide behind that, no
curtains, big windows, small
door, free but contained, uncorked
but restrained, tied my hair down
for sails, a single breath could
******* away.  won't build
monuments in your name
or dress your letters in
gold trim, i've
idolized too
many men.




but i
could
love
you.
(c) Brooke Otto 2014
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