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The phases of matter all turn into one
When her lips touch mine
It burns like a thousand supernovas
And freezes like the vaccuum of space

The stars spill bright light through the invisble river
That holds no air in the darkness

The cheek of her face brushing mine
Fills me with the feeling
Of my heart when I see crescent moons

I can't wait to float away
Into the bright swirling stars
In the distance
With nobody but you

And maybe when we do that
We'll feel the stars pull us back
Like on starships
Benjamin Bauda Apr 2017
Love you short, love you tall
Love you black, love you white
Love you smiling, love you frowning
Love you always


Love your character than your beautiful face
Love your composure than your disclosure
Love your confidence than your face effects
Love you always


Love the joy you bring that heals the insecurity that you bring to me
Love how hard and easy it is to please you
Love you for better for worse
Whether you like it or not I love you
Whether you trust me or not I love you
Love you always
Dawn Treader Apr 2017
Knowing you belong to someone,
Understanding the risk of loss,
Still hoping for the best outcome,
The heart is the ultimate cost.
Love is trust
Love is pain
Love is losing yourself to gain
Love is letting go
Love is a reason to grow
Love is counting your lucky stars
Realizing things aren't "mine" but "our's,"
Love is allowing distance so it never sours
Love is talking at ungodly hours
Love is pure
Love is sometimes feeling unsure
Love is willingness to surrender
Love is confessing after last night's fight you're bitter
Love is admitting you're wrong
Love is thinking of you when hearing a song
Love is acceptance
Love is forgiveness
Love is wishing my beating heart was next to his
All of my thoughts of us
To the girl whose
beauty is present in all seasons
I tell you why you are beautiful,
here are the reasons

Your beauty extends
Into the heavens,
it goes on forever
And never lessens.

Even when the
clouds heighten
you are here
and the World brightens.

Heaven on Earth
I was not aware
until I met a girl
That was crafted with such care.


You would be the
answer to a prayer
if someone asked for
something rare with beauty to spare.

If I had a choice
I would choose this girl over air
for air can't compare to a girl
not found nowhere.
Jennifer West Mar 2017
Good for you for leaving me.
Without a moments hesitation.

Good for you for moving on.
Without a second thought.

Good for you to consider yourself,
even when I was there.

Good for you to ignore me,
when I gave you everything and anything I could spare.

Good for you to do what's best,
even when it crushed me.

Good for me now to say goodbye,
Because I'm better off without you.
Ugo Victor Mar 2017
My girl has an unpredictable swing
She loves like a relapsing stoner
High today, clean the next
One day she insists she's mine
And the next she pretends I'm air
So I take note of that extra I love you
She says on days I'm her everything
And save them for days that I'm nothing.
My girl has a reckless swing.
But she will always be my girl.
Kewayne Wadley Mar 2017
Happiness consists of effort.
It doesn't have to be perfect to be a token of appreciation.
Steadily available to be itself.
No matter how weird or silly things can get.
During these times we are tested with the vanity of our self.
Finding it much easier to walk away from a simple misconception.
It is important not to get caught up in the reflection we see.
For then we become unappreciative of the blessings around us.
Not recognizing ourself in the same image we perceive as happiness.
With a single view that things are only as bad as we allow.
Not realizing the depth of which when and how we fall.
Confusing the physical with a mental permission that effort alone is not enough.
In a combined effort of feeling whole.
The perception of how we see the ones we love becomes their world as well as our world entirely
And their expression alone is priceless
Conscious Mar 2017
Standing in line
I wait for her turn to hug me
My body stands but my soul falls
Arms extending to whatever it is I am
I feel a shell, cold, like a distant memory
Her hug was more dead than my grandmother lying in the casket
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