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JJRKelly Sep 2019
The
butterflies that fluttered
in your heart after our eyes met,
Have bloomed into carnations
Full of stars constellated
With passion between
your thighs.
I
can feel the heat
of your unseen
As it begins to rise
As the sun on the horizon
until your sensuous reaches zenith
and I witness
Your flower petals kaleidoscope and unfurl
As you release sweet nectar that pearls,
with aromatic efflorescence,
Onto the the surface
Of my stamen
JJRKelly Sep 2019
You're
the Amaryllis
Among the roses.
I found myself falling
For your confident elegance,
And Intelligence long
before I fell for your
passion.
JJRKelly Sep 2019
You
Devoted the time to
Become versed in my
vernacular.
Now
study the pages filled
With ink as I stand,  
vulnerable and naked before you
In all my melanin.
JJRKelly Sep 2019
I've performed my duty as a poet
And placed you among the stars
JJRKelly Aug 2019
I write my poems
In the latest of nights
And earliest of mornings,
When I'm alone with the
Lightning storm brimming
That is my thoughts running
rampant through my mind
JJRKelly Aug 2019
I
watch as
your flower unfurls
in all its glory.
Iridescent colors like many
stars collected in you
Illuminate your beautiful
heart irradiates
Me
.
JJRKelly Aug 2019
No
song because
These are the kind of words
That no one sings.
This is a theme
we shouldn't repeat.
What we have is
Just a passing moment
Only a short poem
I hope you never see.

No.
There's nothing beautiful about this
Nothing beautiful about sin..
But you make it look so heavenly.
Tainted so my broken heart bleeds
Symphonies in every beat.

My
Every word's a sword.
Is it suicide then
When I tattoo myself with my pen;
Write my pain into permanence.
My late nights spent stuck in bed;
Yearning for a warmth that you never send.
I watch the coming dawn from the safety
Of my covers I-I-I'm tired from a sleepless night.
Happy that None can see me cry when the sunrise greets the new days sky
And I'm not feeling right
Cause I been left alone
To face a world
unknown

But
If I called you'd answer right?
If I text you when the moon's high,
And the darkness has settled,
And my mind meddles
With the idea of you,
You'd reply right?

If
I told you I need you…
Is that too desperate?
Rhetorical question
But I understand your objections
Of who I am.
For I now know
Know why the caged bird sang...
And why he fell silent.
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