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love gave one more kiss
it lingered with ardent lips
bone passionate jaws

-cec
You're beautiful!
Your skin is so beautiful!

Those bullies are wrong, they've lied to you
Your skin is silky and smooth
It is dark as night
Where stars shine bright
Your skin is what makes you...you!

Its deep cocoa hue
its glow

You ARE beautiful
You should know

People may bully you and tear you down
But they can never take away
What stands as truth

You are beautiful
Every part of you
The words are basic, but that have much meaning for me.
As a kid I was always complimented on my skin by adults, but I grew up being made fun of for my skin color all the time by my peers, and know young teens who are constantly bullied for it. We all have beauty...and learning to love it makes life so much better!
 Apr 2017 Masuda Khan Juti
allie
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if you put a bucket over my fire.
the bucket will burn.
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inspired by CC | don't try to put out my fire because it will burn you. :)
Peaceful pools of liquid love
glide over me from across the room
as I fall deeper into you each passing second
You beckon me with a throaty exhale
that permeates the air with passion
Drawn to you
I'm there without a word
Lost, ensconced in the warmth of you
in the ravenous joy
that consumes us equally
forcing a smile to shine through past tears
It's a joy found only in the union of us
In the truth that we have always been one
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I’m a healer; not a feeler,
a traveler with loss of passion.
Pipe dreams are clear when day is gone,
then I spawn stories you can’t imagine.

I’m a wanderer; but I am not lost,
burn the human manufactures.
The sky is bleeding poor man’s gold,
drowning lunatic dream-catchers.

I’m a winter child; but my heart is fire,
it's a roaring black hole of ancient lullabies.
Follow the zebra through the midnight woods,
I saw glimpse of amnesia in its eyes.
This is based on a dream I've had recently.
It's quite random, which dreams tend to be.
"Beauty bloomed once upon a summer's night,
only to wither on the coming of winter's bite."

**© By Amanda D Shelton
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