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 Aug 2016 N
hellopoet
Untitled
 Aug 2016 N
hellopoet
What I love about Canada
is her bold statement of stark,
pure white, interlaced with
lush green foliage and dark rock!
It's truly an impressive sight to behold!
But her auburn hues of fall leaves one breathless whilst sending hearts soaring and yearning in the one extended beat!
Spent all of two days in Canada and find myself returning for another visit. Each place around the globe is different but beautiful just the same!
 Aug 2016 N
Megan Grace
sugarcane
 Aug 2016 N
Megan Grace
orange marmalade
gooey on our fingertips,
sweet on your lips. i say
i could spend all day feeding
you toast and honey but no
no only cookies you tell me.
the warmth from behind your
knees runs through my thighs
and i think i could get used to
the way the sun turns your
skin as golden as your heart.
journal archive #1
 Aug 2016 N
Debbie Taylor
Normal?
 Aug 2016 N
Debbie Taylor
Normality
   is a myth
      something
   they tell
you to
keep
   you
      in
         line
 Aug 2016 N
taia
have mercy
 Aug 2016 N
taia
you know better than to fall in love with me.

you know better than to look at me with those pleading eyes of yours.

because you know i am weak and will always give in.

i don't want to have to wake up early in the morning just to escape through the window,

because i know you'll be crushed to find my side of the bed cold once again.

if you pull my sweater like that i may just fall...

but i'm afraid to fall back into love.

so for now please behave yourself and keep your hands at your sides.

this is the only way- i don't want to hurt you.

but you know if you give me that smile i will always fall back into your bed.

i'll always come back.
listening to some music that pulled this out of me. not really a fan but i felt like publishing.
 Aug 2016 N
what a waste
Wake me up after
the comet becomes crater
And the impact radius
breaks the sound barrier
Pushing your eyelids back past
your misplaced judgements
Splintering your precious pendants
to their brittle core
Let me dream a little more,
it's the futile things
that I adore
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