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The Wordsmith Sep 2015
She crept in through my window sill,
As fair as autumn moonlight, and as sleek as silver silk,
Her eyes they shone like summer rain,
And void they did, of all my pain,
The ruby of her lips, rivaled the roses of the morn,
And the beauty of her face, rivaled the coming of the dawn,
She crept in through my window sill, nothing she did take,
She crept in through my window sill, and my heart she did break.
Solaces Aug 2015
She tore a branch off an old dead tree..
She held it so and it molded into a guitar..
She played the song of the woods..
And the sky cried in the day..
The rain drops looked like diamonds in the setting sun..
She played till the moon rode high..
Crescent light of the night..
She then held the guitar to the old dead tree..
As it became a branch again..
She walked into the pale silver moonlight..
She shined for a moment and faded into the night..
Fade....
The Tinkerer Aug 2015
She* came in like a storm.
She broke the norm, She didn't conform.
She made the dying world,
More alive than ever, it was.
And then, as swiftly as She came,
She was gone.
She Came. She Loved. She Conquered. She's Gone.
Amanda Aug 2015
She does not speak of metaphors & rhymes.
She's more than pretty things & sweet excuses.
Her skin will not smell of sugar,
vanilla
&
butter.
Hihi!
I have fallen sick. Sigh. I feel hot & cold simultaneously, my throat is so sore and sand-papery.
Any home remedies?
x
Hope you all have been well.
A Watoot Aug 2015
Candle lit room
Illuminated by moon light
A faint smile from the unknown lady of the night

I found her wandering in the boulevard
She's smiling for a person with unsatisfied carnal desires


She undresses and starts spreading sheets above us
Faint scent of her hair
A beauty, no doubt

I listened to her stories with a lit cigarette
How she used to be an honor student


She undresses me and kisses me
She knows where to lead her mouth and hands
She moves- making me quiver with her damp thighs

I will never know your name.
Only the shared cigarette and your story


She slides it in- Moaning, scraping, pulling, tugging.
I lost myself in ecstasy falling in my vivid dreams in the hedonist dimension of the universe.

*She grabbed my wallet and ran.
She opened it; and saw a picture of herself in my arms as a toddler.
heart break makes me disturbingly weird.
Fran Aug 2015
What fine lady you are
My oh my
Such slender and curve
The wolf would like to kiss it tonight.

Wolf howl and peek
At the wonderful lady
Who shall fall victim tonight
What can the innocence do
But to run for her life ?

Mr wolf Mr wolf can you spare her life ?
All she hopes for is just a peaceful night.
Maria Cordero Jun 2015
I'm a cat lady
Now all I need are cats, and
A battery friend
Justin S Wampler Jun 2015
She danced away
in the falling rain
of one dollar bills,
under the clouds
of swirling blue
cigarette smoke.

Strobe lightning
blinded the crowd
in seductive pulses,
as the loudspeakers
thundered booming
bass into their ears.
YoungSymba May 2015
I witnessed noon at midnight when her eyes bloomed.
She lit up the room and descended the heavens when she uttered waves into the air into my ear. Her scents attracted the butterflies in my stomach.


The quake in my knees.
I trembled foolishly when she took a step near.
Red liquids showered within my chest when our eyes met. The world took a 360 turn. The atmosphere was synonymous to the calm of the eye.
A pretty stranger made me fall in love in the middle of a bar.
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