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I stumbled upon you
Like a child
that finds a pretty stone

Bewildered by your presence
I sat and admired
Counting your cracks
Caressing what makes you glitter

You stood infront of me
Bold and beautiful
Like nothing I'd ever seen

And as you gave me your attention
I think I misconstrued your intentions

I wanted to put you in my pocket
But you said no

So there you sit
Perfectly unpolished
A love

I can only visit
TEnocho Sep 9
To hold your heart in the dark,
to admire you without eyes, to feel you from the tip of my toes to the apex of every hair on my body, this is to love.

Why is it so hard to speak?
The words that I want
Whenever you are around
I wish I could speak
But suddenly I'm lost for words
It won't come out of my mouth
So all I could to was adore you
Every single day in total silence
I can't find the words whenever you're around but I scream at them all night just so that I could have my tongue tied when I see you
Did you see her?

Did you admire her?

Did think that she notice you?

Did you believe that she love true?

If that happened, you'd be considered the hero

You will be the king of all people you know

That her beauty makes one opening his eye

And trying not to close it to see her hue

You will say that would not be human body

She doesn't create as other people of moisture

She born to be the queen of the beauty of all persons

and hearts
the man meets his lover must caught her with all his power.
Red Lips
Soft and delicate
Like the petals of a rose
Kisses sweeter than honey
Let me bee in your garden
Help you grow
Explore your meadows
Getting lost
I want to be tangled
In your vines
Giving caution
To your thorns
But I have some too

Ferns Jul 25
Is it not easy 
 to greet to someone
whom you never spoke
for a very long time?

Among all people,
I am the only one
you've always bypass
to talk to

I know the hindrance
why we ward off each other
just to make ourselves
escape the stigma

Curiosity gets bigger
Each time I look at you
Should I wait patiently
Or take the wheel further

One thing I could do...
All what I wanted to say,
all my thoughts about you,
are profoundly shrouded

You and me
are the only ones
to know what's in...
where people shouldn't know

A storage box
of unspoken words
a birthday bag
full of sweets

If you are reading this
do not assume
that I did them
Lyn-Purcell Jul 28
My white gazebo
with thin caryatid columns
and wrought iron top
on a frieze carved with small leaves
The crown jewel of dew-kissed lands
My first Tanka poem! ^-^
Tanka is considered to be the oldest form of Japanese poems. What I love about them is that they are incredibly similar to haikus!
Haikus are 5 syllables - 7 syllables - 5 syllables while Tankas are  5 syllables - 7 syllables - 5 syllables  - 7 syllables - 7 syllables.
Tankas poems are written about nature, seasons, love, sadness,  other strong emotions and events.
Here's mine! Based on an gazebo I saw in a garden once and one I envision for my growing Kingdom. I'm a lover of Greek myth and ancient architecture so I just had fun with it.
Hope you like it!
Wishing everyone a good night!
Queen Lyn xxx
May Jul 21
i’ve noticed something i never had before

i think about you a whole lot more

like what it would be like to fall asleep

and wake up next to you

for you to kiss me and to see that

awkward smile you do so much

but that will never happen

because i will make sure it doesn’t
what a feeling, huh?
Shona Jul 15
How it is possible for only the sound
of your voice to send me from
sorrowful and stressed to a calming sea,
I'm not entirely sure.
Perhaps it's the softness in which you speak,
Like the gentle breeze weaving through
the sound of the waves
Or the way you're equally as nervous.
I don't know,
But what I do know is that my calming
influence said to be given to you,
Is also bestowed from you upon me.

      — admiration.
Lonerblues Jul 3
I thought I was admiring.
It started off as a few glances, the almond shaped eyes, the small but yet plump bottom lip,
Random strays of baby hairs scattered in a mist.
I thought I was admiring.
It was more..
There was something that caught my eye, when I saw her in her natural state, with the tired eyes and callus yet soft finger tips.
There was this hummingbird energy that springs from her laugh,
the playful smile that’ll have anyone smiling back.
Her words were more than a passing hello, but something that entwined in your soul.
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