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Stroll in the night
Pretty shape of light
Caress you in my imagination
Island in a sea called sky
Let me sleep under beams so tender
I am in love, I surrender.

Shell ✨🐚
 Feb 2022 alex
AE
Departure
 Feb 2022 alex
AE
Little signs
Waiting at the airport
Watching planes fly
You and I
And this dying sunlight
I’ve been looking for trees
Forests, green
You have been chasing seas
Everything blue and never seen
So, what are we to do,
With this continental divide?
Your arrival
Is my departure time
Your goodbye
Is sunrise
On the other side
Of the world
That lays asleep
Between
You and I
 Feb 2022 alex
Sarah
our lips will never meet
nor our fingers intertwine
and so bless my dreams
for indulging what's not mine
 Feb 2022 alex
kelly rai
Please dont break this perfect illusion
And tell me you love me.
A illusion that feels
Closest thing to real.
Exactly what I need to heal
Sensations of metallic tasting wounds.
Surrounding me.
I need your love.
Wanting is not even an option for me.
Stay with me.
Until I want to leave.
 Feb 2021 alex
Poetry Art
ocean
 Feb 2021 alex
Poetry Art
you are
the complete personification of the ocean

deep and enchanting,
so blue yet charming,

and i am a swimmer

allow me to explore,
unravel your mystery

let me dig deep,
solve you 'til eternity
have you ever met yours?
 Feb 2021 alex
Poetry Art
moon's
 Feb 2021 alex
Poetry Art
you are my sun
but i know
you are rising
for someone else
the moon to the sun who loves the earth.
 Feb 2021 alex
Samantha Cunha
Bay
 Feb 2021 alex
Samantha Cunha
Bay
The man
who kept
his emotions
at bay
drowned
in them
all
one
winters
day
 Feb 2021 alex
κλείω
No.
 Feb 2021 alex
κλείω
No.
No ...

I said no.
But you never listened to me anyway.
 Dec 2020 alex
Astrea
Sweetness
 Dec 2020 alex
Astrea
Sweetness is —
the sugar cube that glitters
when sun ray kisses the crystalline surface
like a thousand sparkling dots;

It is the strawberries I savor
when you sat across me
smiling softly
and gave me the last one from your basket.

It is the bubbly feeling
when I gazed at you,
playing with our children —
sparks in your eyes,
a laugh leaping out of your throat.

It is the warm sensation
flooding my chest, and
filling every corner of my being,
whenever you tucked me into your arms,
and kissed away my tears,
telling me I am
the best thing that has ever happened to you.
something I wrote a long time ago, a rare, fluffy love poem I guess
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