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 Mar 2016 Nara S
JR Potts
She was wild like skinny dipping at midnight, stars watching overhead and falling in love with moonlight. The way it lay upon her skin made the ocean envious of her depths within and sometimes between us. She was my sister, not in blood but in orbit. A Venus to my Earth, forged from the same collapsing star and if the universe was in fact to be infinite then this moment would happen again, and again, and again an immeasurable number of times. I found comfort in this thought, knowing though our existence was meaningless, it was still full of feeling, and this feeling, right now, it insisted on existing forever.
 Mar 2016 Nara S
john p green
I was torn asunder
Till you pieced together
My Soul.
 Mar 2016 Nara S
john p green
Getting off the plane my bags nearly dragging the ground just like my shoulders.  I'm not looking for it.  Cuz "it" was left behind with the one I thought loved me.  Now my only welcome home comes from the pelting rain hitting my face as terminal doors swing open to my reality.  Don't care that I'm soaked to the bone, taxis laugh me by and screaming siren slows its tone with the dying rhythm of precious cargoes heartbeat not unlike my own.
 Mar 2016 Nara S
muna
My Love
 Mar 2016 Nara S
muna
Lay me down beside my love to sleep.
Close my eyelids gently, let me weep.
Mend my broken heart that I can grieve,
For her kisses may I no longer receive.

And prepared is that eternal bed,
Where my dear shall lay her lovely head.
Now lay me down beside my love to sleep.
Close my eyelids gently, let me weep.

My love, my love, mon petit amour,
Never again shall I meet one so true.
So lay me down beside my love to sleep.
Leave me with precious memories to keep.
Poem for the loss of a loved one.
 Feb 2016 Nara S
Lauren Leal
In the absence of hope, despair is the true King.
To an old friend that lost faith.
 Feb 2016 Nara S
Little Bear
Some days my cup is half empty,
and some days my cup is half full,
there are days where my cup runeth over,
and days where there's no cup at all.

But today my cups full of coffee
made with heavenly beans from above
and into it I dip my biscuits
made with sugar and chocolate and love



 Feb 2016 Nara S
mercy christina
its easier to fall in lust
than in love

knowing the difference
between being desired
and being valued

'you don't know how men are like'
my dad would always say to me
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