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athena Feb 2017
his eyes glared at my soul
wondering what dwells inside
or how it would shrivel
after the rigors of winter

his lungs and liver
were worn out
every after sky scrappers
were created

he walked everywhere
wearing his belief
that two people
are only meant to last
for a few bottles of beer
two shots of *****
and the human bodies
are not made for the long run

i'm building the walls higher
than it was since the last time
every time i realize
that this could be it
this could be the daydream
but could also be the nightmare
- im afraid that i might dread the future for i dont know if you will still be there
Violet Feb 2017
Far better than any fantasy
Born out of a daydream
Is one made of flesh and blood
With eyes that speak the truth
This is what happens when it is real.
Gabriel burnS Dec 2016
her lips,
of blooming poppy,
hold promises of *****,
slipping past the choices,
knowing they'd be caught
too late, and not before
they've met desires
secretly
in shadows underneath
the moonlit balconies
Sandoval Jan 2017
I loved  you. In the same way I loved  literature, now the

inspiration is gone and so are you. Whats left of me, a beating

pen with no sonnets no sounds, no syllables but the mere

memory of a daydream.


*Sandoval
Inkveined Jan 2017
But we will only

Ever be together in

My endless daydreams
Tashea Young Dec 2016
"Love's Pool"
In the pool of love thier beautiful bodies took a dip.
Thier internal temperatures elevated so the faucet of thier impassioned frames drips.
He amorously tastes the softness of her juicy luscious lips as if they Were the spring of water his thirst desired to sip.
Voyaging on this boat of passion while back and fourth it whips.
Gently nuzzling the curvaseousness of her
Womanly child baring hips.
Her soul case he fervently grips.
He takes a moment to just to see Her big Brown eyes as a Star twinkling back into his eyes
As they erotically swim together in profound oceans cascading between their thighs
Their bodies were Intertwining like a braid but their spirits were like rivers as they rise.
Her bodacious body and his masculine physique were climaxing reaching their loves peak.
As they were coming down they both let out a sensual shriek.
Letting it all just flow as they let their tenderness speak.
They dived in the water too deep.
They are left feeling tired and weak.
They Quietly Stare
Because All they see is the glistening skin they bare.
down to the crown; The curly thick ombres of Natural, gravity defiant, untamed hair.
They lit a match where both their souls sparked and man that **** is rare.
They swam together in unity and oneness as they feel in thief being magical energy they share. It  just showed them that beneath the surface of their hearts they both do truly do  care.
Just a daydream
Alienpoet Dec 2016
I almost loved you with all my heart
love enters then it starts
In the daydream of souls
In the pages of a diary
In the thoughts of a madman
A sad man from all his almosts
Love never surrenders
It is our ghost.
lei Dec 2016
i find myself
daydreaming about what my world would look like
if you were here with me.

i would've braved that rollercoater
at last summer's fair
because i knew i had the handle bars
and you
to hold onto.

i would've auditioned for that role
in the school play
because i knew that you'd be there
to cheer me on
even if my voice cracks.

i would've done so many things
knowing i'd have you
to be there while i face life.
Have you ever fallen asleep
in someone Imaginary's arms?
Have you ever dreamed
of a love you've never met?
Have you said a prayer
for the Forever of your heart,
That God would bless them and in His time
Show them you're there?
I wonder if somehow
it just might be,
When you pray for Imaginary,
you pray for me.
|b.g.|
an old song lyric with renewed meaning for me.
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