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Savio Fonseca Dec 2022
Her Rosebuds began to bloom,
in the middle of the Night.
As both My Hands went surfing,
after it had turned Twilight.
My Head rested, between Her Hills
and it took Shelter, on Her Lap.
My Ten fingers began tracing,
the vital points of Her Map.
She then carved on My Heart,
each Alphabet of Her Name.
Creating a new Beginning,
for both Our bodies to Shame.
My Hands, began their warm-ups
and stopped, at Her Garden Patch,
Giving My Passions a spurt
and thereby lighting My Match.
Ashanti May 2021
You hold my valuable information like a laptop every thing I search for in this world you have it all with out even knowing it when I’m ill I come searching for you a connection so strong only a power outage can stop our connection all my information from my music to my photos to all my researche that  I keep hidden you hold it all your the connection i never thought I needed. Your my lap top love
Alice Mar 2021
I will write poems about you
memorize your Starbucks order
(even if it's different each season)
ill hold your hand
play with your hair as you rest in my lap

I just want our love to be soft
something safe and warm
we can both crawl into
like hot cocoa after a snowstorm
im tired of violent delights
I just want to feel safe
Marri Dec 2019
Shackled, and chained.
I’ve never felt so free.
You’ve awakened this primal instinct in me.

Burned, and bruised.
Tormented, and used.
I'm yours to abuse.

I kneel,
At your feet,
Waiting for command.
Waiting for the slightest gesture granted from your hand.

I look down.
My hands in lap.
l am at your will,
Waiting for your finger’s snap.

With hair pulled back--
Gathered in your hands.

And cheeks warm--
Caressed by your voice.

Lips are wet--
Touched by yours.

Cleaning, and cooking.
Almost every day.
Folding, and preparing.
Doing whatever you say.

I'm yours;
I'm branded with your name.
I'm bonded to you,
No matter what,
And I stand unashamed.
Shofi Ahmed Aug 2019
A treat for every eye
a potion for every cup
a room for everyone.
One day the sun
will drop into a lap on earth.
It looked red, red
the first day it shone
is still the same red rose!
hazem al jaber Jun 2018
Your lap ...

my home is your lap ...
there where i wish to stay ...
there where the peace ...
and the warm place ...
which i wish to be always ...
until the last breaths ...

your lap ...
is my home ...
the only home ...
to my all wishes ...
and to my dreams ...
there where it will be as true ...
only with you ...
between your arms ...
into your lap ...
within your sweet breaths ...
your warm breaths ...
which it gives to my soul ...
the happiness that i seek  ...
from so long years ...

yes sweetheart ...
my home is ...
your amazing lap ...
there where we both  ...
can make our kingdom ...
within our passion ...
to live forever together ...
only in love ...

come sweetheart ...
grand me your lap ...
open your chest to me ...
to stay forever ...
so close to you ...
next to your heart ...

hazem al ...
Saif May 2018

There was this inncocent little soul
I wouldn't say a boy or a girl
All it longed for was happiness and happiness was it's only goal.

In childhood it ran behind the ball and jumped over fences
In highschool went to ball and enjoyed the lovely dances.

Traveled the world, met different souls, married and had children.

Never could it find happiness as all these were just joyful events,

As it went through albums over and over
Alas, found the true solution.

Ran back home and dived into the lap of it's MOTHER!!
love your mother
K Balachandran May 2018
a tree egrets crowd,
one more wants to land on top;
now all fly skywards!
Amaranthine Jun 2017
Your womb was my home
And now
I roam with your half genome....

I used to nap on your lap
And now
I map you in my rap....

You & me were together fused
And now
you are my amused muse....
Dedicated to my funny mom....
Timothy hill Mar 2017
Space is black, so as too it why can't you win a race.

Face it winning, is my honor you are like gum sticky and silly only filled with envy for you will never become a winning.

Know, I was just kidding your "OK" at getting second place, when im looking back your head bagging to my style.

Slow down pal forward, only no slow motion because as is sacred gemetic shapes  see to it I'm the out line of gold.

So yes you now can behold, you are a silver me is of gold so be better next time and don't forget to become bold.

Cuz heating thang's up is my cup of gold low and bewilder of change and flow.

So, watch out as spring become's of snow and your feet get stuck in the soggy cold.

I will laugh, with glee as you become of fever you should have wore a coat you dreamer.

Im, a thinker slaying reason of flaws we shall talk of winning.

Winner winner points on board is the defender.

Loser loser you are sad and clueless.

The options where not fixes as to your believing them to be.

When we raced im a spotter of flaws.

Calcated your movements and pace.

Sure too glance, before the race to Duluth your out looks at 1st.

Now you seem, to think back nodding do you understand it was my plain at hand.

Not to say I cheated using methods unknow for my win.

I just Foget basic Principles of thought and see all points of reference.
Winning method cheating I think not.
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