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Viseract Feb 2017
McKayla Rose, Tribute to her Love

(I helped)

"When I first looked into your eyes,
Each breath became a thousand sighs,
The air was filled with love bird cries,
That was the day I realized,

How much you truly mean to me,
Chemistry, our synergy
I want the world to finally see...
...How we love, in unity

Since I met you,
I have learned to love the light
You were my lamp in stormy darkness
The day that breaks the night

You showed me a mirror
And inside I saw glimmer
A small shard of hope
That with love began to grow...

...Now I want the world to know,
How I feel and and see where we go, Love swirling around like the blowing snow
Don't say a word just hold me close

And as the day turns into night,
Being in your arms just feels so right, The world is dark but our future is bright
But that's only for us to decide
A collaboration with former poet McKayla Rose. Without her this would not have been written
Arcassin B Jan 2017
By Arcassin Burnham

I couldpour the passion into this conversation,
We could talk awhile and have more further relations,
It's okay to be a little shy due to persuasion,
Don't be lost from the fallen dreams,
Please don't put the blame all on me,
For making you head over heels for me,
There's nothing volatile in our chemistry,
I was wrong enough to lead you on in the making,
I'm always nervous that's why I'm shaking,
Composure fail,
The love prevails,
A little off,
Your skin is pale.
©abpoetry2017
http://arcassin.blogspot.com/2017/01/put-blame-on-me.html
If in one another's chemistry
a reaction occurs and
what was once hidden
our eyes can now see
then
take me to your laboratory
toot suite.
needs more coffee before brain kicks in.
Cweeta Cwumble Nov 2016
like the flick of a light switch,
he can turn me on, but
he lingers with the dimmer,
keeping my
bulb warm,
heating me up
and then
warming me down
with just the tips
of his fingers
setting the
mood
just
right
and i love how
he makes me feel
electric.
Vida Crow Jan 2017
And you burn me
With your gall
And rasping beauty
Fused into tarnish and **gold
Sorry, read uprooted recently
The engineers they tweak the DNA,
fostering changes to the RNA,
the plants becoming something else,
immunevolution modify man’s health.
And never will they accept the blame,
for their arrogance and dangerous game;
and when the food cannot be eaten?



History recall of the viral cretins.
The evolutionary end of humanity is the recombination of animal and plant DNA.
Eliza Fairchild Oct 2016
The lines on the page are wiggling...
slipping through the loose fibers
until they free themselves
tiny graphite slivers
particles of a single
element
C
This tightness in my chest,
It coencides with a darkness in my mind that only comes and around every once in a while,
And while those whiles seem more frequent then they used too I still don't understand why anxiety exists.
For the most part, everything has a scientific purpose.
Depression is your bodies way of telling you you're not okay,
And that if you're not your brain chemistry is really ****** up and you should probably get that checked out.
But what the HELL does anxiety have to say that I haven't heard before.
I know I'm ugly, I know I'm cold, I know this is going to be hard, most things worth doing usually are so what kind of evolutionary purpose does anxiety serve?
Or are we defective?
Am I broken?
I don't wish to feel this way I just wonder about the fabric of nothing sometimes, and I don't breath.
I don't think anyone would wish to feel this way, we just wonder about each other sometimes and don't see.
Arcassin B Sep 2016
By Arcassin Burnham


Silly girl,
Silly girl,
Silly girl,

Oh silly girl,
Could you,
Spare me the details,
I,
Been wanting to see you,
And,
See to that we prevail,

Oh silly girl,
There was,
Something about you,
And,
I can admit that and,
We could see all this through to the end of the road of
Existing and living through these situations like we've
Never wanted paradise to fall right out of the sky and
Carry us up  there seeing us as human beings that make
Mistakes and was intended to die like it was written,

Silly girl,
Silly girl,
Silly girl,

Oh silly girl,
I'm use to,
Loving in many ways and,
Giving my heart away for,
People that try again so,

Oh silly girl,
I see you,
All that you are, I support,
You and all the decisions you've made,
Covered in sin for in a blood sport babe.
©ABPoetry2016
http://arcassin.blogspot.com/2016/09/silly-girl-pt2.html
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