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Brevity, a long word yet it's passing meaning's
A sigh like beauty itself, how saddening,
Like the song who the small nightingale sings,
So neutral, knowing not what is happening.
Luiz 6d
"what the **** is the matter with you?!"

"20% and fading!"

disintegration!  disintegration! disintegration!


The alternative answer to this question is "nothing!" However, if that were true, you would be completely matterless and transparent, with random thoughts of yours surfacing in and out of our dimension.  Therefore you'd be invisible and unable to communicate in the now and here.
Luiz Mar 8
Part 1

He said:
I need your sexxxxxx
to feel your loveeeeee

Part 2

She said:
I need your lovelovelove
to feel your sexsexsex




THEM
an M&M Edition Series
Luiz D. Syphre © 2019
Luiz Mar 5
is
                    the
          only
                                          place

I
          see
the
                               glow!
Luiz Mar 4
Part 1
She said:

I love the way you **** me!

Part 2
He said:

I love the way I *******!
Them - an M&M Edition Series
ringnir Mar 1

You asked if I loved you since we met last.
I said I still do but love never trumps trust.

Luiz Feb 27
"I
                       miss
                                                    your
                   candy
coated
                                   voice"

it
                                                    gives
me
hope     hope       hope

             that
                                 one
                                                     day
                        I'll
say
"I
                   miss
                                              your touch"
#pingpongpoetry
Luiz Feb 23
"I miss your voice"

it gives me hope

that one day I'll say

'"I miss your touch"


Luiz
Copyright 2019
Worn shoes -
friction burns on tired soles;
griddled pancake strides.

Scuffed leather -
peeling flakes of desiccated fruit
kiss frayed laces;
knotted serpent tongues.


Burning in Nevada;
a thousand miles from carpenter's tools,
a hundred steps from Vegas lines.
Breon Jan 23
If a picture buys
Something like a thousand words,
Which of us is robbed
If I should, as a kindness,
Paint with so few syllables?
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