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Dec 2019 · 290
Euphie Dec 2019
Ciao Rome, you were a splendid dream.
Au revoir Paris, you were like an autumn kiss.
Adios Barcelona, your crevices were filled
with the scent of cayenne pepper.
La revedere Bucharest, may your skies be filled with summer love.
Antio sas Athens, your temples are magnificent.
Mar 2019 · 253
Euphie Mar 2019
Those gloomy grey skies
and misty landscapes.

The sound of the wind
whispering in our ears.

The crunch of the leaves,
and the colours of fun.

Those were the days,
that I longed for the most.
Feb 2019 · 357
Euphie Feb 2019
You gave me all of the colours of love,
let us get lost somewhere
where time stops forever.
Feb 2019 · 317
Euphie Feb 2019
I find beauty in the most macabre places.
Feb 2019 · 1.3k
Euphie Feb 2019
They say that the eyes are the window
to our souls.

If that were true, then you would
still be laying next to me at my
Jan 2019 · 763
Euphie Jan 2019
He looked at me in French...
with those sultry eyes
and pouty lips.

He was a villain I tell you
a curse!
Jan 2019 · 636
To Strain Every Nerve
Euphie Jan 2019
With poets' sinew, the dream I have will be
played like a harp until I wake.

Until the time comes
I hope one day...
the elixir that remains
in my mouth will last
until death comes.
Jan 2019 · 258
Euphie Jan 2019
Are you willing to give up your name,
the way Romeo was willing to lose
his name for Juliet?
Jan 2019 · 220
Euphie Jan 2019
Why is it hard for you to say "I was wrong",
but it is so easy for you to say "I don't love you
Jan 2019 · 282
Euphie Jan 2019
I haven't disappeared.
I'm still here.
Jan 2019 · 319
Pleasures No. 2
Euphie Jan 2019
Those little moans,
the thrusting of the hips,
the hush of the mouth,
the rosy cheeks,
that is all you need
when it comes to me.
Jan 2019 · 229
Euphie Jan 2019
Did you know, I fell in love with you...
how long will it be until you notice me?
Jan 2019 · 273
The Man
Euphie Jan 2019
He was a mysterious young fellow.
Quiet and Serene.
But in bed, he is a god
that can't be contained.
Jan 2019 · 218
Euphie Jan 2019
My heart beats poetries. Do you hear it?
Jan 2019 · 356
Bitter Sweet
Jan 2019 · 254
The Box
Euphie Jan 2019
If I had a box full of wishes,
the first thing that I'd like to do
is to savor every breath and every
little heartbeat while laying next to you.
Jan 2019 · 270
A Thousand Wishes
Euphie Jan 2019
If I had a thousand wishes,
I would only ask for you.
Jan 2019 · 206
Euphie Jan 2019
At night when things are quiet, I think of you...that is all I need.
Jan 2019 · 1.2k
Euphie Jan 2019
He was a curious lad,
       with a broad chest and strong shoulders.
        His eyes were a deep brown,
        his jaw line sharp and defined.
        He loved action,
        he also loved adventure.
        But most of all he loved to run
        his hand along my legs,
        making me flush in all his
        favorite places.
Jan 2019 · 250
Midnight Rain
Euphie Jan 2019
Midnight rains are nostalgic.
They make me realize
that I am not the only one
who is crying in the dark.

The gods are too.
Jan 2019 · 333
Euphie Jan 2019
The kind of letters we write
are ones that are written
with a light touch.

Your hand wandering
in between my legs,
while making my hips twitch
with pleasure.
Jan 2019 · 342
Euphie Jan 2019
A new era of making love
from underneath our bedsheets.
Jan 2019 · 1.1k
Euphie Jan 2019
I want you to read me like a book.

Study my pages
from beginning
to end.
Jan 2019 · 241
Euphie Jan 2019
I enjoy many things about you.

The three undone buttons on your
white collared shirt.

Your collar bone peaking from behind
the strips of fabric.

Your large hands and messy chocolate hair
Jan 2019 · 238
Euphie Jan 2019
It always happens,
when you are not around.
Jan 2019 · 150
Euphie Jan 2019
Just like the seasons
they come and go.
Jan 2019 · 275
My Desire
Euphie Jan 2019
Your body entangled in mine,
          your careless whispers singing in my ears.
                    While your touch sending goosebumps,
                                    up and down and my spine.
Jan 2019 · 226
Agua Azul
Euphie Jan 2019
One day, I will return
to the place where dreams
come alive, in Agua Azul.

A place where if I had
an anchor of a feeling,
I would be a sailboat
on the beach full
of our burning desires.

Where the silver moon
rises in the evening time.
It will be my reward,
during sleepy hours.
Dec 2018 · 220
Euphie Dec 2018
She is lovely in the morning
and in the evening time.

When the skies wake,
and when the skies retire.

At 4:45, she is the loveliest,
when the street lights flicker,
and the pavement we from the rain
shines like silver.

While the street lights grow misty in the fog,
and every soul on earth is still asleep.

Little Ophelia Rose is still lonely,
like the early morning
and late night streets.
Dec 2018 · 1.8k
What I Need
Euphie Dec 2018
Your luscious dark lashes,
                  your chocolate eyes,
                                 your dimples imprinted in your cheeks.
Dec 2018 · 220
Euphie Dec 2018
Her face is like the cosmos,
and the star-like freckles
that decorate her face are the constellations.
Dec 2018 · 259
Upside Down No.2
Euphie Dec 2018
Your lips, against my cheek,
             whispering sweet nothings to me,
                                      is all that I ever ask for,
                                                             in the upside down.
Dec 2018 · 318
Euphie Dec 2018
Life used to flow freely,
it used to be full to the brim.
It slept peacefully flowing through my veins.

But now it is awake,
and a fuming fire is born between us.
By the glance of an eye,
and the touch of lips.
Dec 2018 · 1.0k
Floccus Magni
Euphie Dec 2018
A lizard's tail,
dew in the night.
Ambrosia from the gods.
A drop of a
mermaid's tear.

This is Floccus Magni.

Shadows of the dead,
harrows of the living.
Joys of the darkness,
terrors of the light.

Let's entangle ourselves in lace.
While you leave trails of swelling bliss.
When all seems lost, it can be found.
I'm crazy because of the dead silence.
Dec 2018 · 278
Euphie Dec 2018
There is a sight of spring in her eyes,
there is a sight of spring in her smile.

Hidden by the veil of nature,
is a touch of her sorrow.
Time is slumbering,
and the world has become mellow.

Sadly, she stands her distance from me,
unsure what love really is.
My heart chose her,
but she has not chosen me.

It is lost and forgotten,
the old memories that
fill my heart.

It is hard to describe the misery that one feels.
I often ask myself the same old question.

"How does one tell the other, they are not in love?"

It is like the two shores of the sea that never meet.
I cannot endure such great loneliness.

We are near, yet we are so far.
This love in separation is unacceptable to me.
It is like there is a wall of glass
that is keeping us apart.

If I am sad and forlorn.
truth behold, she is sad as well.

We meet, yet we do not meet.
The roses bloom but does not bloom.
Strange how love is there is autumn in my heart.
this comes from an old story I wrote of a Roman soldier falling for a Jewish girl, a forbidden love that blossomed into something new.
Dec 2018 · 194
The Question
Euphie Dec 2018
"But where will we go?" says Ophelia Rose.
              "Who knows," he says. "But we will surely know,
                                                                                      when we go."
Dec 2018 · 288
Without You
Euphie Dec 2018
Without you, my nights are lonely
and tasteless.

Even wishing on the brightest star
my lonely nights aren't passing.

The world around me is fake,
even the sun and moon,
the sand in my eye.

With you in my life,
gold is copper,
and silver is aluminum.
Dec 2018 · 576
The Upside Down
Euphie Dec 2018
Paper planes, falling

Into the starlight,
that is upside down.

In my heart, it’s beating

The street lights are blinking,
in the upside, down.
My world is red, it's shadows.
Raven black.
The treetops are swaying,
in the upside, down.

Black on red, it’s pattern
tartan plaid.
Who’ll be my lover?
In the upside, down.

As above, so below.
Touch me until my bones
grow cold.

I am a dream so, shut your eyes.
And hold me close—
in the upside, down.

Till the music stops playing,
and the sheet music
is scrolled across my lungs.

As though nothing could fail
in the upside, down.
Dec 2018 · 1.1k
Lips and Wine
Euphie Dec 2018
Your lips are like wine,
     if they are cold, they will fool me.
Dec 2018 · 388
Short No. 2
Euphie Dec 2018
Your lips are like a work of art.
         Soft, decadent, a lustful sin.
Dec 2018 · 210
Green Garden
Euphie Dec 2018
What began as an innocent little bush
turned into a garden that became

Weeds began to grow inside me
since you left me alone.
And I've been attempting to pluck
out them out.

What once began as pure innocence,
became stems of weeds wrapped tightly
around my ribs and lungs.

Making it hard for me to breathe,
like a seed, you planted yourself in me...
a **** I could never take out.
Dec 2018 · 464
Santal 33
Euphie Dec 2018
Sundays are meant for writing
about our soulmates.
So endow my affection that is gifted
with great patience and tender
loving kisses.

For our love tastes like a ripened pomegranate,
for our fruity fingertips.

Blessed by a sea apart,
all I could see and breathe is you.
Dec 2018 · 202
Euphie Dec 2018
This is a collection of the madness in my head,
if you somehow manage,
to get your hands on this...

Please respect my words,
for I am fragile.

Thank you.
Dec 2018 · 138
Milk & Honey
Euphie Dec 2018
Lost in a dream, within a dream,
of who I thought you once were.

Needless to say, I still hold onto it,
like a glass of wine,
that is filled to the brim.
Dec 2018 · 126
Untitled 1
Euphie Dec 2018
There you will find me,
in his daydreams.
Dec 2018 · 347
Moon and the Sky
Euphie Dec 2018
I was his moon, he was my sky.
I gave him everything that I could
But all he wanted was time and space.
Dec 2018 · 727
Euphie Dec 2018
If I had a pen,

On a thin sheet of paper, I would write how the way
Your collarbone curvatures.
I will write about you endlessly.

Until the palms of my hands begin to bleed,
And my entire skeleton will start to ache.
It’ll be a reminder to me that I should have
        tried harder to make you stay.

I should have known, that you preferred bitter black coffee
Rather than tea.
Dec 2018 · 605
Morning Love
Euphie Dec 2018
Today, I woke up this morning wanting to kiss you.
I have a thirst to caress you underneath
white linen sheets.

While entangling our legs together
like threads of a wicker basket.

I want to stare at you, ignoring
the minutes that go by.

I want to trace your image deep into my memories.
In my mind, I want to accentuate
your eyes, your hands, your lips, and kisses.

I’m enchanted by the way
you hold me sweetly.
Your humble soul sends
sweet signals up and down my body,
causing butterflies to flutter in my stomach.

We have different ideas,
however, you are always in my mind.
But my heart enjoys being by your side.
All the goodness in me blossoms
and tingles inside me like Baby’s breath.
Dec 2018 · 148
Golden Girl
Euphie Dec 2018
She is like the colour of gold,
dipped from the sun's rays,
in everlasting bliss.
a guy I once fancied told me I was like gold, so I wrote it down on a paper napkin. I still have that napkin till this day.
Dec 2018 · 266
Short No. 1
Euphie Dec 2018
Let's **** Caesar and call it a day.
Brutus is laughing and Mark Antony is crying.

Calpurnia cries and Portia rejoices.
The people sing and some weep.

Wow, what a great day it is to be a Roman.
one of the most sarcastic poems I ever wrote. Still makes me laugh.
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