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 Apr 2017 Michael L
Samantha Lee
The smell of passion
rolls off him in waves
gently covering her pillows
a morning scent she craves
like coffee on Sunday morning
may be not necessity
an aroma floating bold
comfort brewing in immensity
arousal of the senses
stimulation of the mind
delectable and refreshing
a pleasure so refined
 Apr 2017 Michael L
Samantha Lee
Her feet remain
planted in pain
roots torn
placed deep within
a depression
in the soil
dug quick
without concern
covered in mud
watered by tears
her roots
become one
with the earth
as soil
eases her fears
 Apr 2017 Michael L
Samantha Lee
They talk about those cliches
the "one who got away"
he ripped off his chains,
and threw them down
while planning his escape
the moat, it was guarded
the barriers had been built,
the castle walls
too high to climb,
compact with sand and silt
this is what seems to happen
when an escape is poorly planned
they often end up
stripped of skin
and buried
in the sand
This is what comes out when your heart is broken and you are four books deep into Game of Thrones
 Apr 2017 Michael L
Samantha Lee
To all of the nameless...
faces in the crowd at an event
your unity is endearing
it's currency and time you have spent

To all of the nameless...
wanderers sleeping outside in the cold
your fight to survive is empowering
spirit the only thing that remains unsold

To all of the nameless...
users who've surpassed last call
your denial is where the battle begins
a war cry against substance and ethanol

To all of the nameless...
children who lack a daily feast
your hunger no fault of your own
basic human rights have been breached

And to all of the nameless...
believers giving life to cause
your actions are restorative
but we must hold off on applause

When people are united &
hunger and struggle still exist
efforts must be given
until the problems are fixed
 Apr 2017 Michael L
Laci
Hush
 Apr 2017 Michael L
Laci
A diamond in my throat
Choking on the beauty I'll never be
A tingle in my toes
The song I'll never dance to

Sweet lullaby on my lips
Fading into a slumber of maybe
Sweat beads on my skin
A dream of falling

Landing in tomorrow
Awake in a nightmare
Flowers in my hair
The thorn in my side

Rarely there imaginary
Heart strings pull the moon
Whispered wishes of light
Kisses in the sky

Sunbeams through dusty blinds
Disheveled and unruly
Worries locked in pillow cases
Don't forget me
 Apr 2017 Michael L
Laci
Restless
 Apr 2017 Michael L
Laci
Blue jean pajamas
Dreams of the moon
Bare skin morning
Awake before the sunrise

I've developed a taste for dawn
A craving for silence
Time before time begins
A conversation with my soul
Love begins here

Senses pour in the alone
Alone is where I find myself
Rain of thoughts more powerful than the heard
Questions of the forgotten
I am forgotten

Sun fills in the cracks of yesterday
Illuminating chance
Whispers upon the wings of robins
The search continues
 Apr 2017 Michael L
sunprincess
When I look upon
the beauty
of a Cherokee rose;
a marvelous
creation
of silky petals
and a Sun,
I see something
truly magnificent,
I see a world
of People
united,
not divided
humanity
standing together
at any cost,
where Beauty resides  
  and all is not lost,
A peaceful world
of no more death
and no more war,
where love is love
and peace is peace,
and alas, my visions
of world peace
and one love
infuse me with hope
whenever I look upon
a beautiful flower
known as a Cherokee Rose
xoxo
Childhood
The best days in life ..
Learning is an integral part .
Making memories with loved ones around with comfort and love .

Childhood Days ....
Most cherished and longed for in
Adult life :)

Love never evades a child .
Innocence is what
It's born with .
The soul is pure and it's filled with
What it recieves .


Each child is entitled to love warmth and good upbringing!!
Childhood, got this word on the eighth page of my older  son , Amitabh 's Grammar workbook. :)
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