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Kerri Oct 2017
I'll Stand
on my tiptoes  
Atop
Of a mountain
To steal the moon
And
Make the world go dark
To light up your eyes

I'll clutch the
cold, soft
earth
In my fist
And sprinkle it
Beneath
Your bare feet
For you
To walk on

I'll pluck the wind
And lock it up
In a mason jar
And pour you
A glass
For the moments
That take your breath away

And if any of these shall ever
Run out,
I will LOVE you back to life
With
Kisses
dreams
And truth.
chaziyer Oct 2017
I will be a window
and the secrets you tell with your lips.
The sighs you blanket with the softest care
and the breaths you unknowingly count.

I will be the reminder of every second spent
and every moment felt.
A contradiction of your judgement
and a compliment of your beliefs.

I will be the ink of each unwritten imitation
of every mediocre song.
The scent of orange peel that trails on the
extravagant curves of your fingernails.

(3.19.09)
Poetic T Oct 2017
The moon kisses the sky,
eloping within her grasp,
and the stars tells no lies,
embracing all
          within faint touches.

As the clouds flow with kindness,
   huddling within the emotions..
      Hiding the eyes glazed over,
with compassion as tears flow down.

The heart beats within the
                   sound of the wind.
Rustling within the walk into every soul..
Nature herself whispers within the trees..
Star BG Oct 2017
I take breath
walking in heart
over grass soft-
The carpet of Mother Earth.

My feet connect
as if smile equals dancing steps.
Steps that renew self
to celebrate life.
Inspired by poem Zen58  by Dr Peter Lim Thank you so much for sharing your poetic gifts
Poetic T Oct 2017
Glazed fragrances ascended
as her breath took form of
exhaled emotions...

I always saw flowers in her
every breath, petals falling
when they expired..

Her silence was a bouquet...
Poetic T Oct 2017
The breath of change collects on all,
once plumes of growth wither beneath
the slicing silence of onyx nights.
Collecting grains of light from the day..

A flurry of hues depart there podium,
like a crescent of static moments descend
down to there inevitable serenity..
When breath collects they are fleeting momentarily.

Exhalation collects on the shivers of bare branches.
Unclothed of there foliage, they are but shadows
of life's abundance. Now they stand sullen waiting
patiently for the winds of change to once again blow.
Poetic T Oct 2017
loitering between
         earth
                       and air,

A cord of
                in-between
moments.

As we regret or
                breath relief,
of life's final moments..
Thomas EG Oct 2017
My first alarm goes off
I savour the last of my broken sleep
My eighth alarm rings and I moan

I drag my heavy body up
And into the bathroom
But I make a mistake

I glance at the mirror
As I finish ******* and...
Is that me ?

I don't know the answer
My eyes linger and I turn away
Into the shower I go

Rushing, rushing, rush...
I run to catch my bus
I do not catch my breath

My chest burns as I try
But, to no avail, I slump in my seat
And give it time

I close my eyes and fill my ears
I focus on the music
And let another day begin

Opening my eyes now
I catch sight of my reflection...
When, oh when, will I recognize it?
Dysphoria, my dudes.
Karisa Brown Oct 2017
If we were graphiti
Youd still lie
On top of me

Tracing the after effects
Your breath marked across
My lips

Lit up
Like ecstasy lovers
Your mind incased
Something I'd soon
Discover

*******
Heroine
Never had a taste
As tempting
As your marijuana laced
Face

And the altitude
Words from you
Put me higher
And I won't
Stop penetrating
Your thoughts
Till I've had
My desire

You will
Be there
Covered in dripping gold

And I will stand under you
Chin up
Lips wide apart
Tasting you
FOREVER

Lovely
Don't you think?
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