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Justine Muriel Sep 2016
Like a summer storm,
she lights up my bones.  
Her electrical touch making my body her own.
It feels something like lightning striking my veins,
her hands trace my body
Like droplets of rain.
Justine Muriel Jun 2016
I miss your embrace
the same way the trees miss their leaves

when the long months of winter sweep their bright beautiful colors

onto the frozen earth.
Justine Muriel Jun 2016
I long for the ocean just asI long for the opportunity to wipe the tears that fell from your face.

Your eyes and the sea, perhaps one in the same,

for both are salt water mixed with air.
Justine Muriel Mar 2016
I was once told I have nice eyes, and perhaps that’s true.

Not necessarily because they are pretty, but because through them I’ve seen the night sky filled with stars, the sunset brushing the ocean, and dogs walking in the park.

I’ve seen smiles that warm my whole body, and people I hope to never forget.

I’ve been told I have nice eyes, and just maybe it’s because I’ve been given the opportunity to see nice things through them.
Justine Muriel Feb 2016
At times
I long for a world that is black and white

Crimson sunsets would no longer make me believe that love is anything but painful

and the oceans would stop summoning for me to come home with their sapphire tides

I could be content with where I reside, for all colors would be the same
and your eyes would stop calling my name

and perhaps, it's because a world filled with grey

is merely and unapologetically mundane.
Justine Muriel Feb 2016
Maybe you'll be mine
someday when the stars align.

Our hands- one cold, one hot, both intertwined.
Yeah, just maybe when the stars align.
Justine Muriel Feb 2016
there's this girl, she lights up my world.
her glow illuminates what we were, what we are, and what I want us to be

and it shines for miles and miles.

there's this girl, she lights up my world.
but haven't you heard?

with one cold breath

**she blew out the candle.
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