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Eric Pratt Dec 2019
I carved her name upon the dawn
So every morning might be with her
But as it rose It grew too bright
And closed my eyes
Yet still I saw her there

I carved her name upon the sky
To keep her near me every day
But nightfall came and cleared the light
And all was dark
Yet still I saw her there

I carved her name upon the moon
To stare at her throughout my nights
But tired eyes are sneaky foes
And sleep prevailed
Yet still I saw her there

I carved her name upon my soul
Love not just with me when I look
But every day and every night
And in my heart
Yet still I saw her there
Jaxey Nov 2019
you always know
when to point out
the beautiful things
you just always seem
to forget about yourself
remember
lua Oct 2019
the sun awoke from its slumber
and rose
i watched it shower the land in mellow hues
and the rays of the sun tinged your skin an orange so deep
you could have been the sun incarnated
casting your light on the flesh of my bones
warming the frigid touch of my fingers


(and maybe i,

your moon)


when you kissed me
it felt as if i'd burn under your touch
as if i'd melt away with a meeting of our lips
and you tasted like fireworks
of all that sparked,
and burned brighter than anything in this world
a kind of sweetness;
a flavour i can't quite pinpoint
i can't seem to get enough of you

(an eclipse)

you're ethereal. divine
ever stunning, ever radiant
glittering brilliantly in the still dark sky
glowing
glowing like a god, a celestial being
and only the light of the sun can touch you.
i am the moon, you are the sun.
Makenzie Marie Oct 2019
“You mean everything to me.”
He whispers, earnestly.
How did I even get this lucky?
The Tinkerer Sep 2019
She's got an air about her.
Makes butterflies flutter.

She makes my heart stutter,
The world's her oyster.

Always, I'm with her
Rooting, in her corner.
I feel for her, forever.
Even if..
Never again, I'd see her.

Her presence, her might.
Subtle beauty, not withdrawn.
Majestic mind, this benevolent body,
Many a day, she is my Dawn.

An adventure..

Like magic.

Exciting, enticing.
A phenom, a danger.
Many a goal, may she achieve.
Incomparable, may she be.

She's always like magic, to me.
Uncertain of whether we'd be friends. Or we are anymore. I will care for you though. Always.
-O
Aroody Dec 2018
Perhaps when we sang and played in spring,
we never imagined these leaves would start to fall,
or the mountains so majestic and tall,
would be covered with ice and snow,

The sun that shines with all that warmth ,
would only become a source of light,
the pavements then so dry ,
would turn all wet and covered in leaves,

Indeed we never knew in joy
that everything has a bitter end ,
so we could catch memories one by one ,
and later to each other send ,
Memories
Makenzie Marie Aug 2019
I’ll wait forever
He said
I’ve never known a love like this.
Daniel K Jul 2019
Unknown is your name
You who burns bright
In the vast and plane pasture.
Stand surrounded
By chosen pebbles
That of which completes your solemness.
Your lone stance that wets
The green beds with brilliant rouge
Draws me ever close
To ponder upon the name
I wonder to be
As dazzling as your appeal.
IrieSide Jul 2019
Life is equally as beautiful
as it is ugly

equally as cold
as it is warm

live and learn
to find the bright side
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