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Black again?
Don't dress in black.
Not in black.
This is not a colour for you.
Don't dress in black.
Grief and mourning
nest inside us
like two little birds
that endlessly warbling.
So Ι'm telling you.
Don't dress in black.
Black darken you
and it shouldn't be
because you are - The Light.
Nobody 6d
You stare me up and down,
send sweet smiles my way;
whisper in my ear,
how you think about me all day.

Grab me from behind,
tug on my hair too;
give me kisses on my neck,
take me home with you.

I need you to touch me,
now undress me nice and slow;
slide my ******* down,
get me ready to go.

Lie me down on your bed,
spread my legs open wide;
slide your fingers in first,
then bury your head between my thighs.
"I read your poem and you struck me as a *****, thirsty gal" - T R S
Distraught, with alien invaded heart
I partied with the night in my thoughts.
Dark, distant and silent as perceived, yet
She was candid,  sweetness personified.
Let me taste swigs of wine from her cup
Sung me a lullaby of  ethereal starlights
Dreams plucked  from nights, she gifted
Weeded out nightmares deeply embeded.
On a dream boat chosen,I set sailed alone
To an emerald island at the middle of
the  ocean,
And made up my mind never to sail back.
Adamant I was not to be out of that dream
Beloved,  ******,  night conjured up for me
With the twist of  her psychedelic finger.
Mitch Prax Sep 27
Toasted inner thigh
glazed in our honey and sweat
was always your specialty

12:21 AM
Violet emotion,
Dark and sensual.
These secrets kept,
I confess,
Are protected by a
Soft guilt.

Seemingly rude,
Peer through your
Rose colored glasses;
I confess,
It honors me to wear
Your fingers like a necklace.
Melea Sep 15
I’m entranced by your pure beauty
Your softness, your grace
But also your power, as you could
Dominate me
Make me get lost in your splendor
A true love I can deny no longer
Desire overcomes me, you must be mine.
(This is about anything BUT ***, take that what you will but I was thinking about cake/dessert when I wrote this. It’s 4:07AM when genius strikes)
"on your knees", you said
your mouth spilling ***** words
lips locked, body ******.
a haiku
Lily Flower Sep 6
My dear old pain is in his death bed
and mourning comes in a haste
sits by my side, sheds some tears
Pats me on the left shoulder
Time flies by, old fellow
and we have to make it quick
so brisk do her tears trickle down
the weight lifted off her chest
by the invisible hand of time
the foe she shuddered to confront
But I hold my beloved pain by the hand
plant a mouthful of dry kisses on his lips
those he splashes with his tongue
Those that fan my fire with urgent pleas
But the scent of his evaporating blood
collaborates with the callous grasp of mourning
and the two unlock our burning lips
Now ruffled with the absence of my beloved pain
I stand back, to bid the mourning farewell
and dig my chest deep enough to bury
all the love I had for the gone soul
of my beloved pain..
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