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 Nov 2019 Karisa Brown
roumen
For you
I can go
to the end..
To the end of that day..
To the end of that road..
To the end of that life ..
For you
I can love
to the end..
To the end of that world..
To the end of that sky ..
To the end of that kiss...
For you
I will live..
I will pray ..
I will fight..
To the end..
To the end of that
LOVE...
Who better to love then the child helping with the baskets in a orchard farm.
Knock knock!!! long drumrole....
 Oct 2019 Karisa Brown
Cné
~
painted parted lips
strokes of bold marks left behind
trails of blush on flesh

~
 Oct 2019 Karisa Brown
Cné

I dream
of possibilities
      and not the
             probability.
                Call me crazy but
            I believe wishes
    come true with the
         click of my fingers
             and the flicker
               of my tongue.

For you....
 Oct 2019 Karisa Brown
Cné
Lipstick
 Oct 2019 Karisa Brown
Cné
~
She leans over the sink
weight on her toes
to applied lipstick
in quick certain strokes,
the way a man signs
his hundredth signature
of the morning.

With lips of convictionless curvature
as the lipstick retracted like a red eel
all day she left her mark
on everything she kissed.
Even the air remarks
like intoxicating news
whispered from ear to ear.

~
 Oct 2019 Karisa Brown
Cné

It’s only a smudge in his eyes
A smear of lips on paper from skin
When apparent, meanings give rise
For it’s a lipstick kiss on a napkin

A longing for breathtaking kisses
She sends his way to imagine
of their lips in sensual caresses
with a simple kiss on a paper napkin

 Oct 2019 Karisa Brown
Cné
Witchery
 Oct 2019 Karisa Brown
Cné
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Wandering witches, wave your wands,
lose your limbs of earthly bonds.
Friday the 13th full moon sings
so flex your power and stretch your wings.

Wandering witches, weave your words
to be the bane of beasts and birds.
Hex the hateful with potions of love
Poke the prideful in crestfallen thereof

Sing sisters sing, into the full moon night
never knowing the demon's blight.
Fearful farce and fallen stones
bury the bad in blood and bones.

~
A little fun write for Friday the 13
https://youtu.be/pta-gf6JaHQ
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