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NCD May 2014
Is it important to have
Good Grades
when the sun is shining?
when inviting green grass
and soothing warm air
call out, seeming to say
“look what is real
look what matters
look what you’re giving up-
look what a fool you are”

it’s like writing in first person-
leaping out of structure
and into the dazzling sunlight
tossing Academic Tone to the side.

I want to eat a perfect ice cream cone
and hold hands with you-
melting chocolate gluing our fingers together
making us laugh like we used to.
there is nothing more to be said
about Odysseus and the Siren Song
if you just decide to trust them.
Jump into the water
and sink, sink down-
after all,
it’s only drowning if you struggle
How many chocolates did this person eat?
If the chocolate was made before the chocolate was eaten.
It melted away through the process of heating.
But, how could the chocolate melt if the chocolate was almost freezing?

Its exposure to the sunrise was apparent,
But, at what time did it leave before becoming disparate?
The time difference was dwelled in effect,
before the chocolate was seen in such repent.
  
Therefore, the state of the chocolate has been pronounced viable.
In the mouth of the person of which this question ultimately relies upon.
In the sense of being eaten once it was made,
while maintaining its sweet composure without heating or freezing away.
  
How many chocolates did this person indulge?
If in reality it was only made an hour before it was divulged!
Only this person could really say,
to relive this encounter one must divulge away.
  
While the mystery revolves around the chocolates dense state,
We must indulge in a chocolate now and allow this question to dissipate.
  
By: Michael M. De La Fuente
This poem was written as a response to a mindful observation of a chocolate covered strawberry.
Clindballe May 2014
Boys are like chocolates.
You never know what you get.
Some are ****** and others are heavenly.
Written: May 25. - 2014
i May 2014
a perfect winter
night includes:
hot chocolate,
blanket,
a warm place,
snacks,
good movies,
dimmed lights
and you.

but this ain't
a perfect night
because it doesn't
include you,
and i am left alone,
once again along
with my list,
without your name
written on the bottom
of it.

and i put you last,
because the last things
are the best,
right?
Covadonga May 2014
De su corazón salvaje
arrancando notas de violin
el oleaje me beso las manos
saboreando el otoño y los años.
Saboreando tu ir y venir
en aras de partir a tu territorio
de dragones y miedos irrisorios.
Entrelazo tus dedos en mi pelo
en destierro de sentimiento,
escalando por tus lunares
te veo como mi Venecia con esos canales
que son tus ojos de chocolate impetuoso y labios color rojo.
Martin Narrod May 2014
Gold crown of Olympus, hair crown and
Skin gown. First we throw our bodies at
One another. Heaping piles of human soup.
Bold maneuvers, hands and mouths and
Boy meets girl lying down, on top, intertwined.
Skittish moves on a tryst. Wet fingers of freshly
Tendered infinite decibel pleasure screams.
Streamers above a long rooting movement.

Overture of Aphrodite. Sparkling, glitter woman,
Legs pressed tightly to the chest,
Loose appendages intertwined. Intersticed dactyls
In rapture, soothing. Bodies build to one heart's beat.
Two muses fused together. If I wasn't afraid I'd wake you up
I'd slip on my shoes and make a tropical fruit fondue.

Stage two:

Ice cream lover's delight. Opus to brown sugar.
To swimming again, a pursed lurking of lips
In the academy of the pastoral commonwealth.
We eat at our stations of the sublime. Today which was
A day of discord- you nursed me back to the land of the living.

Stage three:

***.

Stage four.

***.

Stage five:

As we earn our pageantry to take
Stride on this Earth, and string a
Great bow of eager success among all of us,
You, me, them. While I continue to
Gaze at you. If not dinner, perhaps a
Cup of tea instead.
Styles May 2014
Seconds before I wrote this; I thought this:
I really, really miss; being missed by lips.
Sam Clemens May 2014
I melt
Like chocolate in your mouth
When you smile
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