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An Internet friend that
I can have but regards a relationship, Helen will always remain my only one
Never will there be another, could never replace the time that we had or even want to
try
Too many memories and dreams that I have they
need to remain my only thoughts, for special they are, so an Internet friend Ideal for
me
No commitment necessary
but just to be friends to share our different culture's
And over the Internet when feeling a little bit lonely just to be able to chat
Want to be Independence I regained but It wasn't by choice It happened this way but there was only one lover and she has gone although I'll move on there never will be another, my Internet friend Is fine
we have been one
long enough for a child,
to grow from cell to a being.
we have a child,
of sorts,
one of soft words and confused memories.
of flowers, and of light.
I pray we will be one,
longer,
long enough,
to raise it.
its hard, but i swear we are making it through it.
Jenn 1d
I always used to say you broke me
as a metaphor
in my poetry
but now that I’m thinking about it

you actually did…
What do it, he do
Jonny do, his black shoe
Living simply, lives his life
For nineteen years he lived
Daring to punch holes, breathe, achoo

Boyish fun, little time I had with you
You said goodbye before I could
Lips heavy, a hubbub smell of Klein
**** me with a broken ****
Tiny as Poseidon’s pool

You come with an Atlantic hug
Pouring my beautiful cotton over you
Near the waters and sheets off
Nausea! I pray you recover my blue
Balm, adieu

Your Chinese tongue, in this Bogan dream,
Lifted by my Caucasian club dance
Of zest, zest, zest
Funniest meeting you, you dandy ham
My Math teacher.

Says you’re a good dozen or two
Could let out my strangeness for you
Put your foot, on my insane root
Then I could feel good for you
But your tongue is stuck in my face.

Midnight rant with ramen coma.
Ugh, Ugh, Ugh, Ugh
We can hardly speak after
I thought every Jonathan was you.
Here comes the language of sighs

A camera, a camera,
Clicking pictures like a curse
A picture to your phone, apple eyes,
I began to talk like Siri.
I think I may well be dreaming.

I have always liked your sincerity,
With your backpack, and your gooeygoo lips
And your light moustache,
And your different lids, softly blinking
I’ll sleep well on your body, Lover-man, O You-

No *** for you, but Nietzsche would be okay too
Virtues still squeak through
Every girl adores good patience
The picture I have of you,
I can see love on your patient chin

You’re at the top Jonny,
Let’s try not break our pretty red hearts in two
I was seventeen when I met you
At sixteen I tried to die
And get back, back, back with someone new

You pulled me out of the sack,
And you stuck me together with glue
And then I knew what I wanted to do.
I made myself the best model for you,
A poet in a sundress with a crazed look.

And now a Love of the beauty and the beast.
I said I’m the beast, not you
So Jonny, I’m happiest through.
Months of friendship if you want to know,
Jonny, you can love me too

There’s something you can make out of my fat heart
A dancing accessory for you
I’ll be dancing for you,
From the hospital to library, I knew it was you.
Jonny, Jonny, you Lover-man, I do, I do love you.
For Jonathan.G
Inspired by Plath
You are the moon and I am the ocean
You have this powerful magnetism that moves me
I am consumed by you
But you are too far away to notice how beautiful we can be
Together
jbui 1d
he lifted my shirt as his cool touch buried me beneath a lover
a lover, i must gravitate towards serenity and sensual acts
acts, messy yet innocent; reeling me in for more
more, i want more, i crave what i bound to give
i give him, something for no returns
impossibilities have peaked, clean and unforgiving.
you miss her, you say
you are distant.
if you miss her,
why avoid?
she is mine, anyway.
She misses you too.
you are jealous, you are bitter,
and now you are lonely.
and she is mine.
owo
Alexa Nov 27
Oh love
Look at that face
Looks like you are sent from above
I suddenly saw all those stars in space
Oh dear let me in
Where have you been
Never believed in angels until i saw your eyes
I only want you not any of them other guys
To you i'll be loyal
Baby i know we’ll never be royal
Diamonds and rubies are not our thing
Baby let’s keep it simple, put on that ring
But together we’re worth more than gold
Close your eyes, the world outside is cold
People talk, tries to destroy
But we got something that they don't have
My lover boy
and we
won't just
  survive
    but we'll
      thrive till
        we're five
           and make
              peace with
                 our hearts
                     till we're
                         feeling
                              alive
                                   and my
                                        puppy-
                                               eyed
                                                     lover
                                                            will talk
                                                                   to the
                                                                          sky and
                                                                               we'll drift
                                                                                      through the
                                                                                              night till
                                                                                                      we're free
You are my lover
My only lover
Whom the world
Shows its colour
And when you need
A tasty other
I am yours to smother

You are my well-girthed king
My only king
Hotter than a thermal spring
Pull on my apron string
Undress me
And impress me
****** me with your violin

Play me like a pan flute
My lover, my brute
****** my ego
My resolve is dilute
And you, my broken parachute
Will be my demise
Dating a psychopath
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