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Ashlea Apr 2015
I want your 2pm rants,
I want your 8pm cuddles,
I want your 10pm "goodnights."
And most importantly,
I want to feel you next to me
at 4am.
Pulling me closer,
making me feel safe.
Daniel Tabone Feb 2015
I could hug you,
I could hold you,
Only if I was closer;

I could feel you,
I could kiss you,
Only if I was closer;

My heart beats for you,
My soul screams for you,
I need your presence,
In my life;

Ever since we met,
I felt fulfilled,
The closer we get,
Our friendship we build;
Àŧùl Jan 2015
And then he coincidentally fell on his back,
All were up perpendicularly each of his paws,
They put a nameplate to him,
It was just the word DOG inverted,
People had never seen anything like that,
They tried to assert what happened to him,
Someone said, **"The animal has gone back to GOD, the creator now."
My HP Poem #736
©Atul Kaushal
Courtney Gaura Jan 2015
This is a day
Of new beginnings
Or so they say
Of fresh starts
But what about yesterday
Of new hope
In any way
Of forgetting the past and looking forward
Do I forget those who didn't stay  (alive )
This is a day
Where it is just one more day
Closer to death
Closer to pain
Closer to love
Closer to loss
Closer to hate
Closer to joy
Closer
Closer
Closer
Closer to the end
So yes this is a day
But not one that means anything to me
This is a day
I think it's true when they told me I'm a cynic. ...........
Cate Jan 2015
the lights hung,
suspended in the fog
of the incoming storm
like lanterns from across the barriers of hades.
your faces hid in the shadows
drawn on like your thick eyeliner
and smudged, ****** lip stain
worn from too many cheap beers.

the methodical flashing of streetlights
played a song as monotonous
as a morse code metronome
spitting out meaningless phrases
and chords
that lead to no resolution nor reprieve.
with the flick of your lighter,
you ignited your somber visage momentarily
as we sped down winding hills to the highway.

the times were changing;
they were tearing down buildings
we had always taken for granted
and the friends we made
in our childhood
now lingered as undisclosed phantoms.

would you really go back?
if you could?
to the room in the morning
to the knife tucked in your boot
to the side of the road
to the carcass of your
festering
forgotten
fallacies.

or will you get in the passenger seat

and move forward with me.

C.e.M. 1.6.15
seeeeeuuuuuper rough draft. honestly just into the symbolism; its pretty wordy. help please?
Claudwell Dec 2014
feels like your hands are getting colder
you're growing up and getting older
i wish the world would spin much slower
--maybe then we'll start getting closer
farahD Oct 2014
Beyond imagination,
Beyond reality,
Your love and blessings are immeasurable,
Yet I  forget;
In despair I return,
Make me strong and compassionate,
Better than I was,
Above all,
Closer to you than ever before.
ZL Sep 2014
I never feel closer to Jesus,

than when people mistreat me.
Kurt LaVacque Sep 2014
"Closer", She said
Gripping her hand on the foot of my bed
Looking back trusting only me
To love her as if this love will last forever
Holding her head back
Only pausing when were out of breathe
Testing our limits with no fear
Resting for seconds 
I feel her hands again
She whispers so soft to me
Leaning so close to me
Feeling her love underneath
As we crawl under the sheets
Edges so far the center we lie
Closing the bridge between you and I
I gathered my thoughts
Thawing the chill you sent down my spine
The words on my heart
They speak more than ever
Lets fall with grace my darling
For tonight we live forever
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