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 Jan 2015 NARMONSEA
Edward Coles
I want to be loved for one night,
then I shall be content in isolation,
comfortable in the lack of weight
on the other side of the bed.

One night, to be kissed brand-new
by foreign lips; a familiar fear
as she leaves her dress on the chair,
and our inhibitions on the floor.

Absence of physical touch, heard words;
no tangible proof I exist, or should exist
at all. I miss the fatigue. Brief sensation,
some energy - our collective heat;

the way we sweat beneath the sheets.
The way you need to call out to me.
I have not heard my name in weeks.

I want to be loved for one night,
then I can return to pollute these pages
with something beyond conjecture,
something worth holding on to.
Another 10 minute poem. Will sit down properly at some point soon hopefully.
 Jan 2015 NARMONSEA
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inferno
 Jan 2015 NARMONSEA
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you’re the dominating devil
*and I’m your seductive sinner
 Jan 2015 NARMONSEA
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ballad
 Jan 2015 NARMONSEA
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he's the tune that wont
get out
of my
head

and the song that i
cant help
**turning
up
 Jan 2015 NARMONSEA
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 Jan 2015 NARMONSEA
baz
There are some people in this world who bring out the best in you. And then there are those who bring out the worst. But there is a third type, the rare kind of person that is extremely hard to find. This is the kind of person that brings out the most in you, whether it be good or bad.

They make you cry at ten pm and then make you laugh hysterically at three am. They gingerly trail their thumb along yours while holding your hand and then stay horribly silent when they see tears tumbling down from your eyes.  They make you love the arguments, because everything they say is driven by ardor instead of acrimony. They make you begin to recognize the genuine affection that is hidden in the smallest of smirks.

They don't gently wipe away your tears and tell you it will be okay, but pick you up by the arm and tell you that yes, life will ******* over. Because they know that this is what is going to get you to finally stand up for yourself.  They tell you blatantly when your jokes ****, and insist on better ones. They make you feel so alive that you know you would follow them straight into hell if it means you can keep getting your fix. They cry easily, but due to the fact that they feel so much, and so much of it is for you.

They aren't your significant other, but they sure as hell give you a significant life.
ive gotten the amazing privilege of meeting this third kind of person. and *******, is he incredible.
 Jan 2015 NARMONSEA
James Jarrett
Love does not speak tonight
It pants
In warm whispers in your ear
With fingers trailing silken skin
Tracing soft and subtle curves
It pants
In hot and hurried breath
It licks
It bites
Salt and wet
'Til torrid passion
Is finally met
Love does not speak tonight
But sighs gently in your ear
 Jan 2015 NARMONSEA
devante moore
She doesn't have a castle but she's still my princess
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