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It's very difficult to feel loved by someone
you had to beg to stay.
-M.S.
 Jul 2015 Marcie Mendes
EJR
you were my summer
the arms that gave me warmth
my iridescent and ineffable glow

but you became my winter
the melancholic coldness and oblivion
you engulfed my heart with snow
feelings and seasons are ephemeral
He listened
To her laugh
As if it was a symphony
And she hung
On his words
Like they were vines

By Chloe Elizabeth
Another little excerpt from a short story I wrote a couple months ago.
Take away my pain and leave me in a state of pure ecstasy. Make numb or make me ***, I'll vibrate to the enticements. I'll learn from these exuberant dispensations and try to configure our despicable conversations and discover the inequities of our relations.
............. For Jerry.
you are a summer night

the way you keep me up

so hot the sheets stick to me

i have to open the windows,

take off all my clothes

morning comes and i still

feel you on my skin
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