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kain Jul 2019
Sometimes
On a sticky morning
Where the sun
Won't stop shining
And my head
Won't stop wondering
The next best thing
Is a tale as old
As time
This is nice and all but it's really just my way of saying that I'm listening to Post-******* again.
Mel Jul 2019
I am bad at writing.
Especially these bad haikus.
I am an idiot.
Hah. If you don't get the joke, I added one extra syllable to each line. Isn't that idiotic?
Kelly Sims Jun 2019
-Relax
-Calm,be calm young one

I heard the strangers voice, and having no frame of  reference with which to originate myself within my surroundings, I readily took heed to these soothing words. Only to soon find my senses entirely overwhelmed as my mind and my body caught up to each other at the same moment. Feeling the most unusually bizarre sensation of having been just previously located fully within my mind. Panic set in as I found myself naked on some distant planet who's surface was composed disproportionately of foose; extremely fine grained sand. The only feature that stood out in any way was the stump of an obviously dead tree. The stranger ,who I realised was actually seated crossed legged and floating some 6 - 8 feet above the barren surface of the desolate moonscape. He continued to re-insure me of my safety and I was in no danger. I had started to hyperventilate and grew ever so close to losing my vision .When the stranger reminded me that breathing was not necessary in the journey we were  sharing and was he was going stay with me to ensure my trust guarantee, my return to my  body I had  known prior to this remarkable experience.
I yearn to have your warm arms around my aching

cold body

I yearn for the taste of your sweet lips.

Holding, gently, on to your hips.

Listening to your pounding heart

I feel it’s beat

A sweet rythym

Looking into your deep crystal eyes

Running my fingers through your silky,long hair

I wish for our souls to be connected

Deeper, still, forever is not long.

Feeling your body against mine

Making steamy and meaningfully deep love

I can feel our souls start to intertwine

Even though we are of two different ages

Generations

We read the legend’s books

who knew how to love, unconditionally

and book marked their pages.

Feeling your hands rub the pain from my soul

I cuddle with you as you melt like ice

For our love is a power

That can be a very powerful and overwhelming device.
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