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Without pause
Without flare
It steals itself away
Never to return
And to be all but forgotten
Jessie Jun 2014
I want to swim up by your side
Between the sheets, through the tide

Warm my toes and take me under
Through depths and air bubbles we plunder

Your skin has a flavor, but do me a favor

Avoid all the retrospections
Focus on simple satisfactions

Your nose crinkles when you stifle a yawn
The longest hour is right before the dawn
Aditya Shankar Jun 2014
Little birds chirp soft
Lazy sun awakens world
To my sleepy eyes.
AmberLynne Jun 2014
We have that easy, lazy kind of love.
That sleep in late and wake up gently
     to morning kisses kind of love.
A love so simple and genuine
there's no effort involved at all, really.
                        It just is.
I knew from the very start
we were something special, baby,
when your slow smile reached out
to take hold of my heart,
no trying needed.
                       And we just were.
And now, now baby,
we have that beautiful love,
     that lazy kind of love.
And it's sitting together for
     a cup of morning coffee,
And little reminders of affection
     left for surprise.
It's the slow breath in
     after the content sigh
     following a deep kiss in the rain.
And never wanting to leave,
     always returning for
     just one more.
We have that easy love,
     the carefree kind of love.
                      And it just is.
This poem was inspired by a line from another poet, J. Raymond, whom I follow on Instagram. The "lazy love" concept is his, I just took it to heart with my own relationship.
6.1.14
Isaac May 2014
I'm sorry I ever told you I loved you.

Not because it is not the truth.

But because I'm only saying what we both know is true.

The first night I said it was late on the phone.

I was scared for what you would put yourself through.

I said it to you tears audible in my tone.

Three words that mean so much, yet never enough.

I gave myself completely to you

My cards turned outwards for you to call my bluff

You only once returned those words towards me.

But now you deny that,

Water from my eyes for all to see.

I wish you never said those words "I love you"

I could see it in your eyes, each one a galaxy.

Some Words are more overrated than the color blue

I said it once,  from there now i overused

Conversing now lazy because "I love you"

No more amoret or hazel, three words now I abused

Because I said those words this is difficult.

I became who I swore not to be.

In modesty never now alone's the result.
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