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AmeriMav May 2019
In my arms, can this be the day?
No more waiting, no more delay
For months we've waited, seemed so long
Yearning to hold my soul's heartsong
Now playing at a grand forte

Our smiles beam with brightest ray
In this moment, no sky of gray
Holding me, where you belong
In my arms

Silent starburst of love's display
Emotions roar like waves at play
Feel my chest, heart beating strong
Oh time stand still, this touch prolong
All I want is for you to stay
In my arms
Rondeau form
Susana May 2019
Shorter! Shorter!
Please conclude
Make me happier
I will be beautiful then
A Simillacrum Feb 2019
What's there left to say?
Rest the head on knee.
Finger weaving hair,
our eyes on T V.

What's there left to burn?
Cool the heart from heat.
Inhale deep dismay,
then exhale slowly.

Twilight, half lit dark.
Bare to share the beat.
Taste, taking turns,
highest high,
lowest low   ly.

Freckle you with light
brown skin fingertips.
Depart the anxious
rush to ***,
savor sole   ly

to put lip to skin,
to prolong the sin,
to enjoy to no end,
calm, and then
rising action,

****** and
the unwinding.
Destiny C Feb 2019
More than Just *****. .
In fact,
I'm wet when I cry.
Tears stream down my face as I wish to die.
I can put you to bed like a sweet lullaby,
not with my body,
but the sweetness of my mind.
My essence does not lay between two thighs,
instead it beats-
sheltered in my chest.
My heart is made of gold,
pure and fine,
but hard and cold.
I'm not just a body,
but a mind too.
My beautiful thoughts are the deepest part of me,
once you open up,
they will grip you tight enough to make you dive in.
My warmth is all around me,
not just in between my thighs.
But you don't know that yet,
you think it's full of lies.
My heart grows colder as it waits to be touched,
but nobody ever gets close enough.

But once they do,
I'll bring them to ******,
with all my love poured down on them.
Breanna evans Jan 2019
this she insisted
my tongue lashed, her legs quivered
but then, she farted
came as a bit of a shock,
if you know what I mean
Stephen Star Aug 2018
I'll bring you closer
take you into me,
you perfect stranger.

With the lights down low
you can be anything,
anyone
that I want you to be.

You can be my lost lover
or the perfect person
I’ve always wanted.

Let's touch every part
of each other
and become mine for the night.
Take my mind somewhere else.

Be the clarity that I need and take my toxic thoughts.
Let’s release each other from our worries and
be free in an explosive ******,
that makes me lose my senses.

Bring me closer to the feeling
they call
love.
Long title but like oh well haha.
If you have been keeping up with my notes my new summer romance failed miserably. The story of my life.
Ooolywoo Jul 2018
i starve myself for this moment
gifting you my delicate sensibility emptying my body for you
bearing my scars wide open
let you touch my vulnerabilities
you swim through my body back and forth
cut my skin layer, after layer, after layer
no corner is unknown to your touch
your firm hands exploring my every parts
you grab me, lift me, toss me
******* honesty and fears
fill my body from the tip of my hair to my toes
break the wall in me as you penetrate my soul
pull the innocence from between my legs like silk
conjure beauty in me
make the bitterness in me disapear
you break me, brick, by brick, by brick, by brick
pull my hair, tilt my head
drain every muscle in me
we break walls that leads to others, that leads to trap doors, that leads to infinities
the past and the future merge into one to meet us in our present
we breathe as one, form a unity
one body, one soul, one purpose
we connect, interlock, intertwine
we levitate to an infinity of desire
reach the line between reality and transcendance
the moon and the sun both witnessing the beauty we're creating
we ****** and create an explosion of billions and trillions of blooming flowers
piece by piece, you build me back up
bit by bit, we emerge from the magic we made
from caterpillar to a butterfly
We are born again!
Inspired by Beyoncé Lemonade
Anthony Mayfield Jul 2018
I’m doing well
Can’t you tell?
It’s so steep inside
Can’t feel my white lies
Right there
That’s it
I’m gonna lie…
I’m gonna lie!
So close!
A sigh…
…I’m your tarnished lullaby
If you know me so well
Come here
And break my spell
So I can shoot my lies
All over your face
Lying is like ***. Do it just once, then you crave it.
her Jun 2018
I am your favorite poets favorite rhyme.
He wants to speak me, just so he can feel my name echo in his mouth.
It rolls off the tip of his lips, in elegant loops,
I follow them into the air.
He kisses my curves and turns them into cursive,
And when I wind my body slow
He sings all my verses.
He speaks my language
When he speaks in tongue,
And when I’ve had enough
He doesn’t let me run.
I exist solely in verbs
I am what he does.

Ive came...
To be....
The...

Song that always gets stuck in his head..
Every time you hear him faintly hum,
it is me strumming his vocal chords gently.
I lay bare across his blank sheets
readily awaiting
the next time he is to rhyme me again.
Painting pictures with his voice
using my skin as his canvas.
Brown was never his favorite color
Until he kissed my lips,
And melted into me.
It was all he saw,
And all he tasted
I glide on the tip
Of the edge of his mind
I am your favorite poets
Favorite, ******* rhyme
soft, sweet, temptations
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