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Mandii Morbid Jul 2023
Falling petals and curling leaves,
Withering decay and a heart that grieves.
From the soil, a new life grows.
Born from all the dreams she sows. 🌿
louella Jul 2023
the laundry done and hanging
the bread kneaded and baking
the smell of Levi jeans
with rips on the thighs
Pablo Neruda’s poems
rolling off my tongue
along lakeside vistas
piles of ice in soda drinks
he hums “la vie en rose”
and i get lost in the world
i envisioned.
stuff that i think about after having such wonderful and real dreams at night.
7/13/23
Beulin S S Jul 2023
I miss you,


You are staying in your reality forever,
I am waiting for you in my dreams.

When will you arrive?

I miss you.
missing, feeling
Carlo C Gomez Jul 2023
~
Sleep, no sleep
No making plans
New bed linens eat my dreamland
And settle in the wilderness of my ever-opened eyes

I see you
I see me
I see everything
I'm a play with no final curtain
The story continues unabated
And the ridiculing light of day
Is as sacrosanct as an unused blanket
Nonetheless, I'm checking in
Sleep, O sleep, swallow me

~
in a distant light I see clearly
faces smiling
tears of joy contagious
pristine skies and mountains in the distance
and I am with you
though I've yet to find you
hiding in the shadows of tomorrow

we share a walk
and submerge our love
into the crystal clarity of this quiet lake
alive in our joy
content in the beauty of our thoughts
and the knowledge that
someday we will awaken into this dream
hoping
Larry dillon Jul 2023
We make it through the night
alright.

I'm never ready to answer
when tommorow calls.

I loved that single braid in your hair.
The way you fought against the morning.
How, you ensnared my senses.
Your carefree smile
that betrayed your defenses:
I loved.

Summer is setting in.

The time we belong to
is seeing further restrictions.
So it doesn't feel selfish suggesting
" maybe we can stay like this...a little longer?"

The blinds are closed.
Still the light out builds stronger.

And I'm a mind away from eyes wide open.

I'm unfulfilled.

The next few moments will be killing me.
They say dreams only last
when your mind isn't made-up
(honey you should stay,
if you are feeling this unsure...)

but the time has come.

This illusion: it is losing its allure.

The time has come to wake up.

-
The story of a man weighing his want to remain with the woman of(in) his dreams against his need to wake up soon.
you were the bitter
taste of every
reoccurring dream
AE Jul 2023
Colour blooms
Onto a canvas of black-and-white impressions
Left behind are brush strokes from the blues and greys
Overlayed are the yellows and pinks
Flowers drift left and right
A sunset glows until dark
Transforming into midnight bokeh
With every blink, something new
A painter paints
A thousand places all here at once
A thousand dreams
A thousand wonders
All here, in the colour of you
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