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John Shahul Sep 2018
I beseeched and reached out to my crush
She looked away and wondered with a blush
Every time I looked at her in the eyes
With anticipation our heart sighs
She flashed her eyebrows with a smile
As my hands and feet are free to flail
It happened every time for a while
I did the same after a while
To chime in with the beautiful woman of my dream.
I perfected the time
To ask her out for a date,

I wrote:  I would like to get in touch with you
My Crush:  What is that you need to touch base about?

Me:
Where we lovers shall the world forget?
No where and in no place where men cannot pursue
Where we lovers tryst in no regret.
Side by side we walk as our feelings can subdue,
Set aside our differences with no further due,
Soon we realize as we embrace
Tense in silence
Falling in love with each other, with no trace
Of disappointments our heart can surrender.
Love sustains in secret endeavor
And unfolds itself like an opening flower.
Love abounds in mysterious ways
And speaks to one who loves truly as always
Where no one know us falling in love in the lovers tryst.

Where we lovers shall the world forget?
Truthful to the heart unto the grave
Where we lovers tryst so brave
Had we dwelt
Restraining times tiding flow
On the Glaciers far below,
Unto make it to the mist of mountains?
Hidden behind the curtains
Of avalanche and snow,
From the deep sea to the blue summit,
With deep feelings of love and joy consummate,
As love sparkles through each other’s eyes nice and bold
Make up our mind with one secret kiss soft and sweet.
We look forward to the entire new world to behold
Where no one know us in the lovers tryst.

Where we lovers shall the world forget?
As our love has come along
Where we love and stay in love together lifelong
To love all day long
To love all our fair youth together can belong.
Like fragrance to the flower
Mixed with breeze and prevails everywhere
Where we live to our dreams and desires
Where no one know us together in the lovers tryst.

Where we lovers shall the world forget?
Where no one know us where we see each other
Making diamond dew drops into a mirror
Where we mirror each other
Where our visages seen together
Where our images seen so closer
As one image with no dimensions
Other than our own true reflections
Of making out our true love and kisses,
Laughing out louder
In true sense of humor,
With a tell tale of true love blisses
On each one of our fulfilling wishes
Our luscious smile blushes
Where no one know us see each other in the lovers tryst.

Where we lovers shall the world forget?
Moaning in our craving torments
Making our days into nights
And nights into unforgettable moments
Love is in the air
Whispers into the ears
Shunning the noises of delights
Far from the crowd where can we run off of no fears?
Crossing the seven seas and the infinite ocean
Where rivers ran deep down
Into arms of bay into vast eternity of silence
Where love cannot dissipate into rest at a glance
Where no one hear us moaning in the lovers tryst.

Where we lovers shall the world forget?
With the memory of our silent moments
Like a sail boat about a quarter mile out
With such opulent power my thoughts in her dwelt,
In the transparent dream travelled,
Lived aloof and rounded the skied gleams
Watching the galaxy revolving round,
In time’s eternity where lover dreams
And manifests true love all around.
Like a crescent moon beams
All over with the endless ocean;
Slouched to my touch, she topples down
Into my arms
As breathless as in her dreams.
As motionless as we are
We stare each other
One over the other as the wave rolls,
Rolls in and rolls out to the shore
And moves through the swells
Where no one know us in the lovers tryst
Where we lovers shall the world forget.
sankavi Sep 2018
there's a lot of things that make you so amazing
but I love the way you look at me
talk to me
smile at me

I love the way that I'm not awkward around you
i love how you give me butterflies
i love the goodnight and good morning texts
i just love everything about you
-clayton
Kay Sep 2018
The sun has set
The birds have stopped singing
The wind whispers for me to go home now
This field is no longer for two
The ground has hardened beneath me
and you’re no longer enjoying the view
Our path is covered in weeds
Where the flowers use to be
No more purple and pink to dress our feet
Only black and blue remain
For they have left a stain
I follow our foot prints back to the road
For now it’s time to take the long way home
Only this time I’ll be doing it alone…

- K.B.
Chezka Sep 2018
It is my first time,
to have someone as my valentine,
someone I call "mine",
someone I want for a lifetime.

Everyone wears red,
and you're the only one in my head,
a kiss on my forehead,
and "I love you", you said.

As I have decided what shade to pick,
dark red as my lipstick,
stole a kiss on your cheek,
felt shy and made it quick.

In this special day,
I promise to stay,
I love you endlessly,
Happy Valentines day, my Vinci!
‪One kiss.‬
‪One date.‬
‪One text.‬
‪Maybe it’s alright.‬
‪One drink.‬
‪One fight.‬
‪One night.‬
‪Either is just as bad.‬
One text. Two people. Two stories. Three ways to read it. Three verses per person. Three platforms to share it.
Crystal Freda Sep 2018
She shivers in her jean jacket,
both nervous and cold.
Her first time on her first date,
and she not sure what is to be told.

She looks to him,
black hair, brown eyes, broad shoulders.
He turns to her, she blushes
and her feet become colder.

He stops, and she stops with him.
He smiles at her and leans in.
He grabs her face for a gentle kiss,
and their relationship begins.

After many years of marriage,
they walk slower on this same spot.
Now in a cardigan not nervous at all,
not a fearful care or thought.

She now looks at him
with her wrinkled smile and face.
She kisses his soft lips like before
in their falling in love place.
Gods1son Sep 2018
From the first day I saw you
I knew you would be mine
I figured it would take time
I promised myself to wait

Those curves on your lips
Complements those on your hips
The sound of your voice
Is like Angels singing praises

Good things don't come easy
It took months to get a date with you
Cos you were always busy
I'm glad to say on this day
That you are now my Mrs.
Cupid a
shrink of
regency as
his delinquency
was rampant
and a  
pearl pink
fillet but
his vice
made of
gold was
more satisfaction
to behold
while earth
was blue
his ritual
to date.
a note to date
Survived Sep 2018
He waited and waited and waited for her
She dated and dated another
Rahama Sep 2018
My heart was your home,
Until I threw you out.
Thank you for reading.
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