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Farah Taskin Oct 2021
if you're the wet sky
I'm the rainbow
if you're winter
I'm the falling snow
Julius Palacios Aug 2021
When the chemical compounds in the chemistry shared between two individuals over achieves it's limitations, it expands room for energy to flow freely intellectually from one mind to the next. Breaking the barriers of time and space. Not meant to be understood but only comprehended by the heart not the brain. Not the words you can see but rather the words your heart may feel.
Let's just close our eyes melt into each others sense of thinking.
Lets grant each other permission without any restrictions into each others minds.
Let's take a journey to explore the iris of our own eyes.
To be allowed to see things through one anothers points of view. You take a look out of my eyes and look at yourself. See how I see you how I think of you what I feel for you in my own point of view. Then you will finally realize how much I actually love you.
Rama Krsna Aug 2021
besotted by a gazelle’s gaze
beguiled by her effusive smile
bewildered he stands,
bereft of any shame
begging with a bowl for her lips and more....

Β© 2021
this one is for the daring ones that risk to lust
why do I make things so heavy
this should be light and airy
without all the frills and expectations
why must I go there when there’s no there to go to?

I was on my way up from the ashes, you, you were beyond any destruction, any distraction
together our inner lights beaming, in action
and our lights traversed in reaction
and now I seek to find matter in what is only photons and neurons
there’s no there there
it only exists in the moments we share
and then it’s gone again

why do I make things so heavy
heavier than Lead
I feel as light as Helium, floating freely as an authentic version of myself

but I am not free. I am led
to believe in this fantasy as my only way out of the dread
I am held back, held down by my own levity

why did I make this so heavy
Michael T Chase Apr 2021
Differential manifolds works on the visual status of my brain just as elements or compounds reacting with each other exchanging electrons.
How simple to imply, how hard to deduce.
Who needs these similes?
Mystic Ink Plus Mar 2021
This's a summary of time

Minds in sync
Hearts in sync
Souls cohere
Dopamine surge
Gaze synapsed
Luscious air
Blush and smile
Silence heard
I was there
You were there
And in the very moment
It was us
With all being

I am you
And you are me
In knowing you
I have known myself
This is all

I want to show you
What you've been missing
All the possibilities
We will reach
To the places
You've only heard of
All the way
And the journey begins
Bridging forever

That simple
Genre: Inspirational
Theme: I was, till I met you
Author's Note:I believe the possibilities living in the land of certainity.  In the subtle movement, the only conscious thought that holds  is to honor your presence.
I want to believe you are mine, as the fellow in the journey of hope, binding your divine soul to mine.
I empower you.
You empower me.
Juliana Mar 2021
You reek like a poison.
You are not pretty.
There is not a faint whiff
of almond tracing the
path of your putrid
β€”a crumpled cookie from
the bottom of
Grandmother’s tin.

The apple doesn’t
fall far from the tree,
and you are the rat
succumbed to its curse.

Although the vermin
is you, she is the prey.
Praying to get away
from the suffocating
scent of your racing

Obey her. Because
without her, you are
You are not a diamond
littered in a field of
whimsical confetti.
You are not the gold
plated juice fallen
from the apricot,
sliced open
solely for the pleasure
of your mortifying mind.

You are invisible.
Looking for a reason to
exist. Looking to pass
your pain onto an
unsuspecting soul.
An object. A doll.

You want to be the
air which courses
through her veins,
the thing that makes
her weak
but Peaches,
are the weak one.

A puff of smoke
doesn’t do it
anymore, or maybe
it’s in your jeans,
but the picture
is clear.

You are sick
of being pestered.
Terrified of being
labeled as something
you’re not.
You have a headache,
but all she wants to do
is look up at the stars
without the sky falling
down on her.

She wants to go to
sleep at night without
the rats clawing at
her covers.

She wants to breathe.
Pretend the formatting saved.
Nylee Feb 2021
Your gravity hit me hard and fast
But mine didn't even touch you
It just repelled out of your axis
And you still keep pulling my strings
I keep falling over my feet
The physic's law won't work for me
The biology and chemistry both
are working against me
affecting just me.
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