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Nemo W Aug 2018
My heart
it aches for you
the soft linens of your skin
the way it envelops
my paper thins
My heart
it yearns for you
the white wind of your lips
the way it soothes
my black wisps
My heart
it pines for you
the pride of lions of your eyes
the way it penetrates
my blank stares

My heart
come home to my heart
Nemo W Aug 2018
secretive and sweet
your eyes are pIeRcInG
slow movements
sensual looks
you know my all
and i know yours

unveiled and vulnerable
your smell is iNtOxIcAtInG
slow movements
sensual looks
you know my all

passionate and rough
your body is eNtWiNeD
quick movements
hungry looks
you know my all
and i know yours
Haven't written in a while but it's so addicting now.
Luke R E Webster Jan 2016
I was inspired by the eyes of my love,
as she looked over as we did commonplace chores in the urban centre.
I had admired the slight of her touch,
as we embraced in the dew-covered morn just as I left her.
My love waits for me,
in the past,
of our memories.
We exist,
with each other.
We resist,
one another.
Then desist,
hopeful hover.
My love is alone,
though I am there,
I am with you my love,
I’m sorry,
I have to help this,
I just want to lie in your arms,
away from all this,
I’ve found love,
but cannot be there,
in the splendor of its beauty,
I must see to something,
but my love,
I will be with you,
as it was before,
I promise.
I don't know if you'll ever read this, but I want to tell you that things will get better.
Melinda Oct 2015
yesterday, we met again.

you looked slightly different. your beard has grown, and your hair has turned slightly grey.
i told you how good you looked but you didn't believe me.
you told me how much i've also changed since we last saw each other.
i told you that i wanted to try something new, but not that it was my insecurities that made me change myself.

i told you how much i miss your stories and that i still have our book with your notes written in it.
you told me that you don't miss my obnoxious personality and my pretentious opinions.
we laughed and talked about our short time.

you made a comment about the things that could never be.
i laughed and asked you how she's doing.
i listened to you talk about your girlfriend, who is now your fiancee.
i would like to say i was prepared for it, but i can never get used to the way you speak about her.

i know you love her more than anything. i know i never meant anything to you. and even if i did, we just weren't meant to be. but knowing these things doesn't make them hurt less, even after all these years.
Dhaye Margaux Feb 2015
In your eyes, I see the brightest light
The beam that shining in front of me
It goes straight into my heart
And light my world so I can see

In your eyes, I find colors
Shimmering like a rainbow
I see two bodies dance with grace
Held by love that make them glow

In your eyes, I read the words
The words that only you can tell
You may not speak but heart can hear
The sweetest sound like wedding bell
To a friend and his fiancee...

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