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izi Jul 2020
Gold and silver streaks of light across the night sky,
A city of stars, beneath her eyes they flash like neon lights,
Chocolate kisses and ice cream sundaes, tinkling ice,
Heart-shaped dimple, the curve of your cheek,

City of stars beneath her eyelids, flashing neon lights
Brick wall, bright sky, untied Timberlands, grip like a vise,
The heart-shaped dimple in the curve of your cheek,
Your breaths match perfectly with mine.

Brick wall and bright sky, Timberlands grip your feet like a vise,
Hiding in the back of the library, giggles and sighs,
Our breaths match, you’re perfect, are you mine?
Fingers slip through mine, soft fluttering eyelashes, a sign.

Hidden in the back of the library, giggling and a sigh,
Heads thrown back, hair twirling like kites in the breeze,
Fingers slip into mine, eyelashes softly flutter, give me a sign.
I can feel your heartbeat, we’re floating above the rest of the world.

Heads thrown back, hair twirling, flying kites in the breeze.
Chocolate, kisses, ice cream, Sundays with the sound of tinkling ice.
I can feel your heartbeat, we’re floating above the rest of the world,
Gold and silver streaks, together we light up the night sky.
ju Jul 2020
we were all chatter and woodsmoke,
white wine in the sun-
age is a number slid from his tongue (to mine) and
(my whole world was rewritten that summer)
(his) touches (our) kisses (my) skin
moved with a rhythm, and age was a number
simply that, and no more
(though my number was small)
we felt safe for a while, then hidden,
then trapped.
age is a number slid from my tongue to his skin,
(from his skin to my thighs)
slid between us like sweat
(like a mantra)
weaving saliva-salt spells
(his) touches (our) kisses (my) skin
moved with a rhythm, and age was a number
simply that, and no more
(though his number was great)
we felt safe for a while, then hidden,
then trapped.
(then we were gone)
ju Jul 2020
Will you explore me now?
Of course you discovered, laid claim,
surveyed and drew me.
But I am altered.
Our careful step-by-step paths
are trod smooth.
And I know them now, can lead you.

Will you take from me now?
Of course there are scars. Seams torn apart.
Scratched earth once shone to your touch.
Cradled and rocked, its
fine glowing dust hid in dark
secret spots.
And I know them now, can show you.

Will you feast with me now?
Of course I had little to give, but
traces of then took root, flourish here still.
Nourished by years
and by others, bear fruits worth picking apart
before tasting.
And I know them now, can feed you.

Will you return to me now?
Vatsal Santoki Jul 2020
She used to touch my lips
and then come closer
to give me the perfect kiss

Kiss,
a sweet bond
which help me
to go beyond

beyond everything
I don't know
it is magic or something
but when she kisses
I literally stop thinking

She used to kiss me
when I felt sad
or when
everything is going bad

She kissed me in sadness
sometimes without any reason
or sometimes in madness

Her kiss
was joy giver
or sometimes
pain reliever

The kiss
her most beautiful skill
or a powerful love pill
I still miss
your perfect kiss.
Nothing to say about this poetry, do you remember your first kiss? one of the best feelings in the world.
Hazel grey Jul 2020
We lay on a field of yellow stubble
Our legs swinging in soft water
Meeting occasionally
Butterflies in lower belly
Oh! The wonders of human touch.

Birds fluttering in the infinite blue
Erratic buzzing of bugs
Calming silence of autumn wind
Suddenly broken by his
"If i could pause time for an eternity
I'd do it right here with you in this moment."

I looked at him
His innocent eyes staring into the wide sky
Perhaps sending out unfeasible wishes
And then he held my gaze
And i realized how futile words were.
Kym Relo Jun 2020
Choose your first spark;
Never deviate into dalliances;
You may lust for a friend,
But remember, you never need them

You reacted in a paroxysmal frenzy of love;
You thought you knew what it meant;
So you declared your hollow infatuation
Based on nothing,
but being a midnight star of solicitation,

But like all stars
There are more like you.
I fell in love with a girl, but was brutally rejected. So, I went with someone that liked me first. In the end, I was brutally left for dead.
Lee Matvey Jun 2020
In a forest,
a young girl and
a man
stroll,
taking in the beauty of nature.

Atop a fallen tree,
they share a tender kiss
and touch,
a moment sweet and meant to be savoured.

She had never felt
so loved and
he was just
happy
to corrupt her innocence.

He was too old
and she too young,
so when she had her doubts,
He took the opportunity to prey on
another
more vulnerable
victim.
If you relate, I'm sorry.
Lulu Sarmiento Sep 2017
She was a lady of valor and of might,
But she was also weak, scared and couldn’t fight;
Her love was as passionate as lovers could be,
But her tears were as painful as thorns should be.

You informed her not that you’re leaving,
Soon, you’ll see her bitterly crying;
Until she has foreseen the doom,
You couldn’t respond ‘cause her face was of gloom.

It fell down; her tears of love was real,
She almost cry her heart out with pain the that she feels;
Your knightly arms will calm her,
On her face will be a carved laughter.

But it cannot be done any more.
You’re too far and you leaved her with a sore.
She was bewildered, wandering from the ocean floor.
In her beautiful visage her tears pour.

The enormous waves on the ocean’s surface,
Her rushing tears from her gloomy face;
On the fine seashore sands,
There she walks and behind the yacht she stands.

Your memoirs are her reminisces of the past,
On the sunset, there her eyes was caste.
Dawn came of no assurance,
She awakes but she responded with no compliance.

She yearns for your presence.
She weeps for your absence.
She longs for reconciliation.
She was beaten out of compassion.
Claudio Mazzoni Jun 2020
On a fateful rush hour day, I laid eyes on you
Sitting across the cart, looking at your phone
As my gaze wondered through your statuesque shape
As I lost my sense of self, and I traveled in time
I am twenty years old, and I told you farewell
Unreciprocated love, I won’t see you again
I am sixteen and I am scared but gather strength
And with an unbroken broken tone say, I love you
I am nine years old, between promises to meet again
Like lightning ray, I don’t see, you took my first kiss
I am five years old, and thousands of miles away
Walking through the sandy shores of Piriapolis is you
And just like when David faced Goliath
Terrified but determined I approach you
I am enchanted by your eyes and legs
As I reach you, with a flower as my sword, whisper
I like you
You gaze at me and smile
The subway doors open, it’s your stop, you walk away
I am nine years old again,
I and sixteen years old
I am twenty
I’m here and now,
How wished I had a flower to give you
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