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Bei Aguilar Feb 2019
“When was the last time you felt rejected?”
This is her way of opening me.
Pointing out the things
That broke me.
That breaks me.

I answered as tears carefully falls down
On my cheeks
As if feeling every pain
I intake.

“It was when I heard him say,
“It isn’t the same anymore.””
val Feb 2019
pouring rain
falling down
your cheeks

cleaning up
every bit
of sadness
left
in your
fragil heart
Euphie Jan 2019
Those little moans,
the thrusting of the hips,
the hush of the mouth,
the rosy cheeks,
that is all you need
when it comes to me.
Bashir Ali Najar Nov 2018
I SAT ON THE EDGE OF CREEK
The moss on the boulder sleek..
The viridescent carpet all grey
Beneath sapling an old man lay ..
Wrinkled face, ripped hands,
Wearing pheran, shabby lands,
Scuffing eyes
Where pain lies !
Beyond tree line
Is the Alpine
Where
The sun always shines...
The Autumn exploring the bottom,
Chinars burning,
Children mourning...
Beyond Chinars is my House,
And that is the place
Where is my Spouse
That is the place
Where is my spouse....

Rayees Ali Najar
Everythig is meant for you paree
Payton Hayes Jun 2018
Your cheeks
are the
      sky

and every freckle is a glittering
star.
Your eyes are like beautiful moons, deep
blue,
like the    
                               sea
and full of

         wonder.
Jo Barber May 2018
Cheeks flush,
red lips purse.
Eyebrows, thick and singular,
draw upwards in shock,
scandalized by my very existence.

Born in love,
and yet out
of all else.
Robert May 2018
your cheeks
lift just a little bit
when you smile
showing your front teeth
that are far too big
for your small face
it's so cute
it melts my heart
so please smile a lot
even if your smiles aren't for me
they still make my cheeks lift
just a little bit
Annete May 2018
What’s it on my lips,
You want to taste?
What’s it on my cheeks,
You want to touch?
What’s it on my nose,
You want to smell?
What’s it in my ears,
You want to hear?

What’s it in my hair,
You want to pull?
What’s it on my neck,
You want to bite?
What’s it on my hips,
You want to sway?
What’s it in my hands,
You want to grab?

What was on my back,
You chased so well,
Thinking that in was just lust.
When, in fact, you’ve found
Love
Looking straight into my eyes.
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