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Wine comes in at the mouth
And love comes in at the eye;
That's all we shall know for truth
Before we grow old and die.
I lift the glass to my mouth,
I look at you, and I sigh.
 Jun 2013 k-s-h
Sofia Emma
I know that I will never wake up one morning and find you beside me in my bed.
I know that I never have - it's not like you were once there and now you're gone; you just never were.
I know that who I am is the reason you don't see the same beauty in me that I see in you.
I know that you look more at what I am than what I've become.
I know that you also look at what I'm not.
 Jun 2013 k-s-h
Lillith Foxx
I want to eat you whole
I want to dig in deep
I want to taste your soul
I want to feel your sleep

I want to kiss your lips
and lick them dry
I want to bite your lids
and touch your eyes

I'm going to chew on your lungs
and gasp when you breathe
I'm going to swallow your tongue
and moan when you speak

I want to sip on your sweat
and savour your skin
I want to nip at your chest
and spoon what's within

If I could have just this part
I'd leave you the all
If you'd donate just your heart
my own you'd enthrall

Or give me your blood
red river runs thin
I'll drink it like love
I'll learn all your sins

I wonder how ripe
your secrets will taste
I wonder the type
treasure or waste?

How rich is your guilt?
How sour your goals?
Is your skull lined with silt,
the ashes of hope?

Suppose I dine slowly
let flavours emerge
I'd taste what you felt
every raw urge

I'll cherish your fears
roll them over my tongue
I'll shoot back your tears
and learn how they stung

I'll digest your mind
your body and soul
Render my life sublime
for I crave to know

Give me angst, give me glee
give me scars and abuse
Salt the wounds till you bleed
Let me swallow the truth

I'll dissolve every gate
I'll digest every wall
I'll eat all that you hate
let me feast when you fall

Put on a platter
your skin's recipes
Pepper and spatter
your **** memories

I ask for this tray
to come to me cold
Give me this buffet
and I'll give you gold
 Jun 2013 k-s-h
Victoria Jennings
Today I really miss your scar
And the way I'd run my finger over it

Today I'm realizing just how special
Our love is

Just how wonderful our love story is

Today I really missed you
Because my love told me

That I was suppose to be there

To always hold your hand.
Bad bad poem
 Jun 2013 k-s-h
Joseph Valle
Stranger, I'm sorry.
I haven't met
You yet,
but when I do,
I'm afraid that all I'll feel
is warm limbs
and dusted lips.

Again, I'm sorry,
but not wholeheartedly.
Too much at stake.
I've too much time
that cannot be spared.
And these flames,
they won't dissipate.

I can't have it happen
because when it does
these feet will be doused
and my heart will explode
from not running about.

You'll become them,
my passions,
and, needless to say,
they're jealous of me.
They cannot share.
I am so loved.
I am so loved.

I'll shut it out,
You, for now, because
I'm afraid it may come too soon.
I pray you know that
I can't amble yet.
I've still too much to do.
 Jun 2013 k-s-h
Mike Hauser
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I watched a silent movie on television last night and wondered if that would work with poetry ...
I don't know about you but I think I'm on to something here...
I'm already working on the sequel...
 Jun 2013 k-s-h
Helen
10 second rule
 Jun 2013 k-s-h
Helen
all it takes
at day break
is a kiss goodbye
less than 10 seconds
out of  your life


during  the day
a text message to say
Thinking of you, Wife
less than 10 seconds
out of your life


as I glide through the door
my feet don't touch the floor
anticipating your embrace
less than 10 seconds
out of your life


A hello
A goodbye
A gentle touch
A single sigh

less then 10 seconds
out of your life


Immeasurable
in mine
 Jun 2013 k-s-h
Lily Gabrielle
The moon is full,
I know you love that
along with the way your toes feel in the ocean
as the waves pull you toward the sea.
You say that's where you belong
but the salt can never quite permeate enough
for you to evaporate
so instead,
you wade.
If I could wish for the world
all I would ask
is that the craters of the moon share with you
a home in the sky
and the ocean swallow you whole
and carry your soul
from roaring tides.
sirène- "mermaid" in French
 Jun 2013 k-s-h
Mike Hauser
I've dated poets most of my life
So I could talk back and forth in rhyme

Sounds a bit  odd to some I know
But it helps with the conversations flow

That is where my mind is at
Poetry in every breath

Speak to me in hyperbole's
Sure fire way to get what you please

Sweet imagery entices me
Otherwise I may not have seen*

It helps to shine a different light
*When you date poets most of your life
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