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 Nov 2014 Emily Kaminski
Pax

In my darkest days, I held you beneath my warmth.
You indulged me with your feverish hunger.
You embraced me with your piercing emotions.
You were immune to my changeable disease.

I came to a realization that you were my muse,
the best rainbow I received……….

You told me that I was part of your soul.
To me you’re the fuel to my rusty engine,
The energy to my thirsty being,
And the light of my darkened soul.


© Pax
http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/willyampax/1031383/
I'm going tell you what you mean to me
I want to swim in your divinity
Emotions flow in unity
Creating our reality
You would be my only wish
Eat you like my favorite dish
Raw or cooked just like fish
******* wisdom like Ganesh
In darkest night be my sight
Battles for you I would fight
Overcome an Army for my true treasure
Heaven or Hell has no measure
Pain I feel it..gives me pleasure
Will worship you at your leisure
Soul reflects in your eyes
Forever Impaled between your thighs
As energy we begin to rise
You and I super size
Simple in our complexity
Illuminated for all to see
Acquired this ability
To tell you What You Mean to Me..



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11-5-14 M.A.N
 Nov 2014 Emily Kaminski
mûre
I am the salmon
that struggled all the way up to the bear.
 Nov 2014 Emily Kaminski
Neath
I just guess the other guy says
"I love you"
better than I do
She cries late
                  every night
     Turns off all the
                           lights
         Sits in bed
bawls
             her eyes out
      in the dark
Cutting out pieces
      of her heart
No one can see
                          the scars
           of her sewing
back up her chest
       Soon she will be
             an empty shell
        Hopefully
                    putting her soul to rest
If her heart
                    is no longer there
It can't get broken,
              right?
If no one can see
                          the tears
Then she never cried,
                     right?
To bring us together,
But that has to stop.
We can't wait
Until people have died
To unite
Please, join me
If you find a poem
Saying the person will commit suicide,
Try and help
For Andy
(Even though he's not dead)
Repost if you support my cause.
 Nov 2014 Emily Kaminski
lovely
When he tells you he loves you and that you mean the world to him, dont believe him. Tell him that cliche phrase "actions speak louder than words." Because in all reality, it's the truth. He needs to prove it. He needs to show you just how much you mean to him. Whether it's driving to your house at 2 a.m. to hug you and tell you he was thinking about you, or even just a late night phone call. If he doesn't kiss you and tell you that his stomach burns with passion and he needs more, or even just simply pull you closer, kissing you more, he doesn't love you. He shouldn't get tired of your touch. If he can't sit in a room with you in pajamas and your hair up, with no make up on, just watching a movie or discussing life, he doesn't love you. He needs to be able to show his feelings without having to feel you physically. If he can't look at you and smile because you're smiling, he doesn't love you. He should adore every last piece of you and not want anything else. He needs to portray his love to you in more than one way, and you shouldn't settle for any less than that.
 Nov 2014 Emily Kaminski
Jaimi M
I know it isn't possible,
yet I still find myself
watching shadows
with extra care,
daring them to twitch,
all but convinced that
something unexplainable
and unimaginable
will happen before my eyes.
Maybe I've gone mad,
and need some magic pills
or maybe I just question
reality a bit more
and dare it to prove
the whole world wrong.
-JRM
 Nov 2014 Emily Kaminski
Jaimi M
If they
could hear
the voices
inside of my
head
I'm sure
I'd be locked
away
quicker than
you could ever
imagine.
No one
understands
my little
quirks,
they don't
find my
ideas
amusing,
they'd rather
shove a pill
down my
throat,
and call me
normal.
-JRM
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