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I patched the sky in wishes,
White birds flew by.
I prayed to rain in stitches,
Puddles bubbled alive.
I saw a lone flower drinking,
And said I see you shine.
I prayed to the stars blinking,
And offered my blood to moon.
 Oct 2015 Melinda Éva
niamh
Written
 Oct 2015 Melinda Éva
niamh
It was written in the sand
But the sea washed it away.
It was written on the cliffs
But they crumbled day by day.
It was written on the sun
But the clouds did claim the sky.
And then we wrote it in our hearts
So that it will never die.
 Sep 2015 Melinda Éva
ryn
Allow me to step into your space.
Let us be close,
standing face to face.
So close...
Where our hands could meet,
and our hearts could greet...
The one chance
to finally indulge this long awaited dance.

Cradling one another...
In open arms.
Surendering...
Submitting...
To careless caresses,
bashful gazes and charms.

Our feet would mirror,
the gaits
of each other.
Our eyes ensnared
with senses all bared...
To the rise and fall
of the nectarous melody.
Playing for what seemed like eternity
in silence.

That eternity is now here.
Seizing this dance,
we gambol and frolic
without reservations and fear...
For the hours have frozen
and the seconds have ceased to tick.

This is our song.
Seemingly refined,
cultured and well versed.
This is our dance.
Enchanting,
perfect,
albeit unrehearsed.
 Sep 2015 Melinda Éva
Chris
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And as I sit here alone
watching the sun set,
bringing an empty darkness
to my dreams
I will remember the light
that once shined
in my heart
because of your love
and eventually smile
for those moments
*we shared
My eyes are yours,
Blind me with passion,
My touch is yearning,
Let me lay, explore,
My hair is spun, wrapt,
In a bundle clutching,
Like fingers that see,
My breath, breathes you,
Deep, solemn in dream,
My heart lives beaten,
Before you even play
Mine as your instrument,
What marvels could be
Us as we are, ever one,
Sure and spry, innocent,
Full of life and of verve,
Real into new actuality,
Warm in the tended fires
Of the heats of winter,
Blazed with white flame
From an old tome untold,
Now I shall sleep longly,
With only yours beside,
My toes, frightfully curled,
In truest circles round you,
My body is your treasure,
Waiting to be unlocked.
Sadness has eyes
That never stop leaking
And two lips that tremble
Whenever she's speaking.
Don't let her find
A tear in your heart,
Because if she does
You'll drown there in the dark

Fear has two hands
That fidget and shake
With a voice like knives she whispers
All the risks I shouldn't take.
She closes all the windows
And stands watch at the door
To make sure I'm not tempted
To go out and explore

Loneliness is shrouded
In a suffocating cloak
It's heaviness she often shares,
It smothers me like smoke.
She shivers, aching in the cold
With arms outstretched and yearning
For a love that never lingers
To leave a fire burning  

Happiness is fickle
She seldom comes to stay
Her light once filled my soul but now,
That glow has gone away.
With all these faces that I know
I tell myself I'm fine
But through the glass I see the truth:
Their faces mirror mine.
 Sep 2015 Melinda Éva
Adam Mott
On top of the city
Looking to the past
We all appear so small
Like an ink black heart,
You see nothing at all

I wonder what your city looks like now
I cannot hide it
I want you to know
Oh God, did you forget?

I mean none of this as an insult
I speak out of pain and loss
Hope and Love
Not bitterness or hate
I miss that pretty face
Those eyes full of bliss
The kids we used to be

Inside myself I feel the pain
Every time it rains
I make this bed
And breathe real deep
I know I can make this happen
The future is coming out
Yeah, the future is out
And nothing can stop me from happening
Why the world lets things go, I'll never know
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