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Nicole Oct 2013
She
Nobody
Nobody will or could ever
Ever replace her soft skin or her pink lips
Nobody will ever make
Earth such a lovely and liveable place
Like she did.

Her loveliness was an atmosphere
That smelt like roses and green tea,
A soft kind and gentle touch that indulged
A bit of sorrow of broken hearts
And teared minds.

She sometimes smelled like red wine,
But only when her mind
Couldn't take more shed tears and hungry nights
She'd then regret it,
She'd then cry it off,
She'd call me in sorrow and laugh it off.

She should remember
How the kindest of hearts
Shouldn't be so sad,
Or how the kindest of hearts
Shouldn't be so kind.
Nicole Oct 2013
It's actually amazing how big a person can grow in your heart
in such a short amount of time
a minute ago he was just a random stranger you met in a restaurant
two or three years ago, two kids who barely shared a word
then he added you on Facebook but entirely forgot about him.

Suddenly, you see him walking towards you on a cold June or July night
you try to avoid his sight because you might of just have fallen for his eyes.
You hang out one more time and everything seems to be just fine,
then the second time you have so much fun
you cannot wait for the third time,
and the the fourth time it became imminent
the day before the day he professed his love to you
when you both cuddled between your best friend
and his best friend
as if there were no one else in the room
and you held hands and laughed
as if you were two birds in love.

Then the fifth time he picks you up
just him, no one else
and you wait twenty minutes for him to arrive and you are so angry
but how could you stay angry if he just grabbed your face in order to kiss you
and the only thing that shows you the way to his mouth
is the shining theater screen and his glowing eyes.

Your lips met his and everything stops and you feel nothing
but the subtle touch of his unknown but now known lips
the ones you had desired
and perhaps had not known
since that very first time you saw him
that day in the restaurant.
Nicole Oct 2013
Look for my hands
They are right here
Near yours,
Your fingers would trace their way
On to them and I
Held my breath for a moment
Picture perfect day
And with a kiss on the cheek
And another on the lips
You implant your soft little romance
The seed of love, the seed of life
Your hands reach for mine,
Grab them tight, hold them near.

— The End —