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Kia Reals Q
16/F    I want to feel it. I want to write it.

Poems

Life, and other drugs;
Feel the love, and stuff.
You've got the right to get
****** up. You think I'm out
of line? Don't worry, I feel fine.
For reals.

Urban tiger on the prowl,
"Welcome to the jungle,"
Where everybody's a night owl.

Nocturnal habits
of the after-party crowd.
"You're in the jungle baby".
T'survive here y'gotta be proud.

I want to touch sublime, surpass divinity,
Exceed apotheosis to new beginnings;
Extra-terrestrial narcotics binge.
Quotes:
Lines Seven and Eleven from Welcome To The Jungle by Guns N' Roses
Who knew I could fancy a man to care
No one had ever dare to rise to the    
     occasion
And now
I am the apple of his eye
No matter
       How I feel
             What I wear
He wants my affection and love when  
     I'm not there
He sleeps with me till dawn on  
   occasion
Showing me he cares
I am the apple of his eye
No matter
       If I'm teary eyed
           If I'm flying free without a care
I know that he is there
In his silent way
Sometimes with a touch and hot kiss
By the hand or loop of my pant
   When another has had to much of  
    my time or attention
He reals me back into his arms
I am the apple of his eye
He'll never let me forget
No matter
       Our breaking points
                Pits of dispair
No matter
       How much I doubt
               He would set me free
     But,    I am the apple of his eye
Like he said before many times in all
                          honesty.
"I'll find you no matter where you go. You're the one that I love. You're the one worth fighting for."
Raven Feels  Apr 2021
Sun Brushes
Raven Feels Apr 2021
DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, the sun is beautiful--isn't it?:)


come back no more

retrieve those times free those ends skirting down the space

literal meanings of known

overflow in motions of waves I would never say

then them be tunes  symphonious to the ear

splendid in fear of eternal reveal

she in disguise no more

comes to a life

snatched in daze taken by hand

fight or flight said the drag to the glass

hesitancy in the eyes of guilt and rebel Mars

my heart flutters for the leave into the dark

a step between the light and the dark

no seconds no thirds on duty bark

turn the black and show the white hue

for a selfish moment for a stare for a blue

in the tremble memoirs are written upon floors for the remember

yet found in not an adequate resemble

lose me once then carve the doors awake

my feet lie on logs of take and not fakes

make up my soul

make up my mind

its not late for another chance another mistake

she in the adds

she in the lines

she for an escape maybe untouched by those

neither by these

cut my slate bring me to the reals forever sealed

for my eyes surreal

not for once not for dear

the sun brushes feather for the sight to near

an end of oceans to look up mercy on the seas

one jump to **** her gear


                                                                                          --------ravenfeels