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Jan 2018 branded glaciers GE

Her.

Jan 2018 branded glaciers GE

Leeann Rose

Her.

The bond was complete, and I realized she was one of the most amazing people, I’ve met.
Her smile is bright and bold.
I love her soul, the ones who thought she was just there, who really doesn’t notice her or even know her, I knew it was so much more to her.
Her energy and vibe , bounced off the wall to me, It was like we was meant to be connected.
From the world, she was so disconnected. I'm the one who loved her, and showed her affection.

#her #us #me #love #girl #loveher #bold #amazing #smile #bright

Jan 2018 branded glaciers GE

I tried

Jan 2018 branded glaciers GE

Leeann Rose

I tried

I was to depressed to love you correctly.
I swear I tried ...
I thought letting u do whatever ,would make u happy and maybe would make me happy. Most nights I cried.
Pretending I didn't care that u went out those nights .
When I never wanted to be alone ..
all it did was push me away from you.. Everything went falling and crashing into pieces, all that we worked so hard for , there was no more.
Had one foot in , and one foot out the door. Maybe, our love wasn't ready for loving anymore.

#love #past #*** #recent #convo #breakup

Jan 2018 branded glaciers GE

NOT A POEM

Jan 2018 branded glaciers GE

Leeann Rose

NOT A POEM

IF YOU KNOW YOUR POEM OR WRITING IS GOOD. SOME PEOPLE MIGHT NOT LIKE IT. WILL VIEW IT BUT WONT LIKE IT. DONT GET DISCOURAGED. XOXO - LEEANNROSE #POSITIVE #VIBES love is love

Jan 2018 branded glaciers GE

Allegory

Jan 2018 branded glaciers GE

Cecil Miller

Allegory

I love to be in love,
I love to be in love,
I love to be in love with you.

I love to be in love,
I love to be in love,
I love to be in love with you.

There was a time
We did not know.
There was a time
We let the music go
Without ambition;
Without guidance to flow,
And it rocked right out of our soul.

I love to be in love,
I love to be in love,
I love to be in love with you.

I love to be in love,
I love to be in love,
I love to be in love with you.

There was a time
We forgot to see
Where it comes from;
Love for you and me.
We let it run
Too wild and free
Cause rock and roll
Just had to be.

There was a time
We gave it all away
Without surrender
And we did not save
There came a time
The account was raked;
Thank God in time
We discoved grace

I love to be in love,
I love to be in love,
I love to be in love with you.

I love to be in love,
I love to be in love,
I love to be in love with you.

Another song. I haven't set it to music, yet.
It isn't a love song. It is really about how music should come from the soul. At some point, music seemed to come from the ego. That's when it suffers the most.

#cecil #miller #song #poetry #original #allegory #poem #time #love #music

Jan 2018 branded glaciers GE

Love is Not A Safeword

Jan 2018 branded glaciers GE

haley

Love is Not A Safeword

love is not a safe word
it’s one haiku revised 400 times
on cracked leather chairs in the corner of cafés

some of us love badly
she says as she kisses the rim of her glass.
some of us love stretched out
like pizza dough that rips when our rolling pin rolls it too thin.

some of us love in secrecy
we do not trust your hands.
you try to pull our scalp off and draw your portrait on our mind

some of us love clean
like bubble bath that smells like lavender from some fancy store in the mall
some of us love *****
we cant clean you off our skin

some of us kiss with our teeth
some of us braid our lovers into our hair
and when we remove the hair tie
it is crimped and messy and tangled

some of us love love
but only far from home
when we slip into bed we start thinking
and we can’t stay still

some of us wash our clothes even when they don’t smell
or aren’t stained
just because it feels like you are inside of our shirts and pants and sneakers

some of us walk alone past your house
on the way to ours
and stop at the front step
waiting for you to come out
and smile at us
the only thing we wait for today
are the smudged signatures of snails
scrawled across your pavement

some of us love to the bone
until there are no more “ifs”
just “is” and “are”
the collected poems of our fingers
swollen, bruised, red like a bouquet of roses

some of us love
and we regret it
we never get home in time for dinner because of it, we leak like a faulty faucet, we sleep with our pillows over our heads to keep everything in
but some of us love
some of us own a watch and know the time with a glance at our wrist, some of us own a sponge to soak up the water, some of us own satin pillows that feel like whispers on our cheekbones