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japheth Feb 11
sometimes,

princes - s
wait - i
at the - h
top of - t

their tower. - e
waiting for - k
a rapunzel - i
to toss their - l

long hair up - t
tied at the end - s
with a grappling - u
hook and climb it - j
Enzo Jan 31
I fancy you
You fancy me
So we go to a fancy dinner
At a fancy place
With a fancy view
As far as the eyes can see
Everything is fancy
Since we both fancy each other
What better way to end this fancy night,
Than with a totally non fancy tongue-wilding sloppy wet smooch and kiss?
Fancy~
M-PAC Oct 2018
I’ve been wanting you baby
Why you playing games?
Why you playing games?
Why you playing games?
I’ve been wanting you baby
Why you playing games?
Why you playing games?
Why you playing games?
I need you ta
make up your mind
We don’t have enough of time
Before I die
All I know is that
I gotta make you mine
I’ve been wanting you baby
Why you playing games?
Why you playing games?
Why you playing games?
duncan Aug 2018
i hope to one day
find love so strong
that i see the streets
as pavement. and not
the spaces around
my shoes.

id love to tell you
all about the mountains,
but the truth is
i dont care.
not yet anyway.
a mountain is just
something else
i cant enjoy on my own.

leave a knife
in your thigh and
try to write about
anything else.

until real love
hits me like a hook
to the nose
ill live in hopes quicksand.
sinking with a smile.
Shofi Ahmed Sep 2017
I see no face
nor your foot.
But you seize
my heart!
You get me hooked.
Shofi Ahmed Oct 2017
Thousand and one sunrise
painted the first light time and again.
Yet it vanishes in one twilight.

Millions of stars witnessed
it was pitch black.
But one doesn't lose the sight.

Still, the night hooks
the Moon in the dark.
Shofi Ahmed May 2017
I took the plunge into your sea.
Oh, you know what?
I am now hooked forever
on it’s colourless colour.
Dog Years Jul 2018
So tired, she thought it best
to wear her heart on her sleeves
and get things off her chest

Ignored a notion misconceived
that living like an open book
would only make her more naive

She said if they simply take another look
they'll see a clear transparency
and maybe, just maybe, let me off the hook
Riley June Apr 2018
connected to the end of a fishing line,
pulled by a hook the eye,
reeled onto the deck by a strong grip,
lashing out against every touch,
try to hold me down and still my movements,
screaming for air while swallowing nothing,
soon limp i'm tossed aside as you go back to the reel,
pray that others will see my blood on; your hook in disguise
Fast and slow our life flows,
A way for you and I,

Show me your phantasmal eyes,
And I will read your epic trye,

Lest you stare into mine,
And be lost for all of time.
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