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Are you in your senses
Or are you asleep?
I do not know

Those who listen to music
Those who dance
Those who sing
Are in their own being
Searching for something
I do not know

Those who speak a certain dialect
Understand only words of their own tongue
I do not know

And yet
The rain has a rhythm
The streams has a song
The clouds has a music
And the lightning has a roar

Every human
Professed a precept
"LOVE is to be LOVED!"

Thus I ask
Are you in your senses
Or are you asleep
 Aug 2015 Quinchet
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 Aug 2015 Quinchet
RV
Walk with me, my love
Under the skyline of the lights
In this city we will claim to be our own.

Walk with me, my dear
And let the rain drops fall
Into our uncaring arms

Walk with me, my love
As we waltz into the innocence
And take every bit of it with you

Walk with me for a while
Before you waltz back into the rain
Without me.
R. V.

For Emily. :)
Eyes brighter than leaves on a summer afternoon.
Those beautiful green eyes that seem full of life when the sun shines on them.
There's a simplicity in them that lure me in; a simplicity that fascinates me, yet make me wonder what's beneath it all.
Brighter than the translucent green ocean, seeing completely through the surface; loving every moment.
-C.G.
I never posed myself
For the mirror
Or felt happy
Objectifying my body parts
For world to see & appreciate

I didn't discover my beauty
Until my LOVER saw me

A few dew-drops of LOVE
Did the magic
To revive my dormant beauty
Budding my LOVE
To spread its petals in full bloom
To flower in spectrum rainbow of LOVE
Raving in its natural beauty

Has anyone seen anything Natural
That isn't beautiful?
 Jun 2015 Quinchet
Just Melz
Just because
I don't have the right
To be jealous
That doesn't mean
That I'm **not
Tell me you hate me
Don't you dare lie
I'm nothing to see
I know deep inside
I have nothing to be
And nothing to hide

Don't dare do want you do
Don't dare say "I love you"
 Jun 2015 Quinchet
niamh
In my infinite wisom
I realize
That I know nothing
 Jun 2015 Quinchet
niamh
Laughs
 Jun 2015 Quinchet
niamh
The wine flows.
The stories get told.
The laughs are prolific.
This night is terrific.
Life doesn't get
Much better than this
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