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 Oct 2013 M M M
deandra ardya
Tell me, have you ever been in love before?
When the kind of love you feel is something magical
That it can bring a beautiful mess in your mind

Tell me, have you ever found yourself smiling uncontrollably?
When all you are doing is just re-reading your old texts with him
And nothing can wipe your smile off your face

Tell me, how many times have you said his name in one day?
You can’t even count because you do it in, like, every second
And it makes your friends get bored of hearing it

Tell me, have you ever gone through a day missing him so bad?
And all you do in your sleep is dream about him
That you want to pick him from your dream and hug him for real

Tell me, how your heart beats so loud like an earthquake when he talks to you
And you should reply his words instead of staring at his face
And you go talk about something silly and it makes you wonder if he ever hears your loud heartbeat

Tell me, have you ever imagined all the good things you can do with him?
And he’s all what you think and daydream about all day
And then you realize that things never happen like you imagine them

Tell me, how can you forget him who has given you so much to remember?
Tell me, how can you let him go when he has already inspired you to write this poem?
 Oct 2013 M M M
Daniel Kenneth
Sunrise, sunset
Another birth, another death
A family, now separated
Daddy's gone, he never made it
As the light, fades to dark
The little boy, begins to walk
And wonders why his father isn't home
And cries in his room, all alone
And cries in his room, all alone
Dedicated to my little brother
 Oct 2013 M M M
ASB
all you are
 Oct 2013 M M M
ASB
it's the way you call me
darling
and the way you kiss my lips;
your head resting on my shoulder,
the gentle swaying of your hips.
it's the days you text
"good morning";
it's the way you drink your tea,
it is in your awful driving
and the way you smile at me.
it's the way you make me laugh
and the birthday card you sent,
how your perfume always lingers,
how you softly touch my hand.
it is that you burn your fishsticks,
that you curse the rain outside,
it is that you named your cactus
and the way you say "good night".
it is in the little moments,
in those little things you do;
and I know, without a doubt,
that I can't stop
loving
you.
 Oct 2013 M M M
mark john junor
her
 Oct 2013 M M M
mark john junor
her
we left london by train
headed north
into a chill english winter day
her grey coat and proper hat
buttoned up neatly
such a beautiful woman
and i marvel that shes mine
reach out and touch her lips with
one finger
trace the line of her chin
lean in and kiss her hard
with the passion i feel
the depth and force of my love for her
so intense its hot inside my chest
its like sudden flame in my heart
and she pushes into me
giving herself to it
giving herself to me
i can smell the scent of her perfume
feel the course texture of her coat
feel the train moving
but thats all distant like a dream
the only thing real to me
is her in my arms
is her filling my senses
my lover
my everything
 Oct 2013 M M M
mark john junor
she turns to smile at me
and my head fills
with her voice
with her eyes lips thighs
like she has simply stepped into me
into my soul
and there she dances
there she lay
filling my senses
filling my heart
and i am just overwhelmed
willingly overdosed on her scent
on her lips
her soft skin
her every lovely inch
 Oct 2013 M M M
ASB
chaos
 Oct 2013 M M M
ASB
our time was always
borrowed,
our lives weren't
our own,
all we were meant to have
were hours,
and what a mess
we've made
with those.
 Oct 2013 M M M
Kagami
I laid under the sky on a bed of down
Wishing that you could be with me.
Staring at the black sky with patterns
Of sparkly green and blue,
I think of a sky filled with cotton, only
In our world.
Because in the dark days or cold nights,
It would be the only thing we know.
Pulling the sky down on top of us to keep warm,
All the while, utilizing our heat and lust to
Amplify.
Ghost your fingertips across my hips, dear.
Gently bite my neck, dear.
Drag your callouses down my legs, dear.

Send shivers down my spine, dear.

But you can't. Not yet.
We can still dream, and we can still imagine.

Dream for me; the sky of silk and cotton waits at the inside of your eyelids,
Enticing and beautiful. Picture the world where nothing else matters
And feel my touch, hear my heart beat.
See the sky of silk and cotton blur and fade as we drown in eachother.
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