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i like my body when it is with your
body. It is so quite new a thing.
Muscles better and nerves more.
i like your body.  i like what it does,
i like its hows.  i like to feel the spine
of your body and its bones,and the trembling
-firm-smooth ness and which i will
again and again and again
kiss, i like kissing this and that of you,
i like, slowly stroking the,shocking fuzz
of your electric furr,and what-is-it comes
over parting flesh….And eyes big love-crumbs,

and possibly i like the thrill

of under me you so quite new
 Mar 2019 Rochelle Foles
Grace E
When you kissed me
Gravity lost its restraints
My feet dangling above the ground
Elated, transcendent
The clock wasn’t ticking
The earth wasn’t rotating
Length, depth, height
Were memories
Every dimensional fundamental ceased
When you kissed me
 Mar 2019 Rochelle Foles
Jon York
Strive not
       to be
          a
     success,
   but to be
         of
       value.

         It's
       easier
      to fool
  people than
           to
     convince
        them
         they
     have been
       fooled.
                                                                      Jon York   2019


I drank YOUR SOUL
From your intoxicating eyes
I became dazzled by your beauty
I called YOU
"My BELOVEDz God/dess"

I became an INFIDEL LOVERZ

As an INFIDEL what I will say now
Will remain as "THE TRUTH"
Because a LOVER on cross
Sacrificed for LOVE
Never utters a LIE,
Only narrates the Sacred Word
Of The Creator All-Mighty

My BELOVEDz existence is
Like hundred SUN shining

The whole world is
annihilated by her illumination

The one who stands on feet,
Without fear or without being scared
The one who faces
The inner LIGHT of BELOVEDz Noor
Becomes an INFIDEL LOVER

Ready to face the cross and crucifixion
Vulnerable, shy, shrunk,
Surrendered and cut to pieces
The infidel LOVER will not run away but
Stand firm to the POST to claim

The INFIDEL cries for "BELOVEDZ"
"I am BELOVEDz, BELOVEDz is me"

Sword, arrows, enemies of LOVE
Attacks, sticks, punches, strikes
Shocks, cut, blade, beatings
Scars, bloods, limbs and pieces
And the INFIDEL dies
Just like that... with

"BELOVEDz breathe rested in
INFIDEL LOVERz half-open eyes"


Watching this spectator of
ENDLESS ETERNAL AGAPE LOVE
The world's anger against INFIDEL
Flows away like a small twig

They realize that
Cutting a LOVERz into pieces
With humiliations and weapons
Was of no use

Because they realize that
They not only killed an INFIDEL
But also killed LOVE and humanity


Infidel: (noun) A person who has no religion or whose religion is not that of a majority/ Adhering to the religion other than the majority
 Mar 2019 Rochelle Foles
Ann
keep your eyes closed love.

           e     t      
       m           i
    o                 m
s                        e  
                            s     all you have to
                                                                ­
                                                                ­ l                  to is what the sound
                                                           ­      i            n
                                                  ­                s           e
                                                               ­          t

                                                              ­                               v
                                                               ­                         a        e
                             ­                                          of the  w               s
                                                               ­                                       
                         ­                                                                 ­            tells  you
                                                                ­                                        to do.
"Keep your eyes closed, love. sometimes all you have to listen is to what the sound of the waves tells you to do."

When I was much younger, beaches were my second favorite places. I still love watching waves as they go by, crashing against each other and the whole process repeating all over again.
I do not need my heart anymore
I am standing in front of two doors
I will not be living anymore

Walking through
Into the darkness
To the afterlife

Which door will I reach for

One will lead to the light
One will lead to the night

It is so quite here
I am on my own
Alone

Heaven there are no lies
Hell nothing but cries

Which one
The gun
It has begun
I cannot run

The sun

At the door
the weapon lay at my side
the hand written guide
i do not think
to decide
no divide
not mortified
or
horrified
thoughts, justified
the black crow
flies
slowly shutting the eyes
the light subsides
i
die
do not ask why
The rain d
                   r
                     i
                       p
                         s
                 as the man walks do
                                                        w
                                                             n
     the str e e t,           It is dark, yet light.
                  Night, yet day.

         Thought, and emotion....
  
Knowledge,                                        ­                                          and fear.
        

        "Fear." The thing that can destroy any man.
Or bring them from the ashes.
In the End, It will all fit together.
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