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with her
love

she lays with me

in her nights we have fallen
my hands press
the
small
of
her back

her skin like
rose petal drippings
this lotion
she
soothes me

massaging up towards her shoulders
her scent has me captured
her flesh under
my
palms

how could she control me
like
this

my lips kiss the back
of
her
neck

place an
kiss
as
she lies
?












...
..
.
lashes go here
eyelashes
or
straps
guarantee
we make
you
clap
...
Kirsten Claire Jan 2018
I carve open
The sealed door of my heart
And with one breath
I breathe back to life an archaic machine
That has hidden itself away from the world
Lost
Forgotten
In the caverns of myself
But like all old parts
The mechanisms slowly
But surely
Crank back to life
It has been ages since its last heartbeat

My heart is worn down
And a little bit broken
And I have never felt as exposed
As I do now
But I am not afraid to wear it proudly
<3
Bryce Jan 2018
Tonight I am in the open field
Wheatgrass freely tickles the calf
I will stretch the canvas for a hundred yards
And fade away into winter sky

Glide along the freezing clouds
In between here and outer space
A thousand miles away with the migrating geese
To go without chains

The wind screams quiet in my ears
Following the invisible breeze of fate
Alone I go, alone I rip the strings


Tonight, the moon hangs a pockmarked perfect orb
Exhilarates with the liquor of light
A dead land, timeless beyond man
A slain foe of refurbished bone
Survived Dec 2017
I dont know
but there was something
about her
that made me feel
it was safe to tell her
all my secrets.
Mary Frances Oct 2017
You made me feel everything 'til it's gone
Now I'm left alone undone.

You had my heart captured and broken
Then it turned out I was just one of your many tokens.
Ramsha Sep 2017
She was a dreamer
with beautiful dreams
an ordinary person
with high esteem goals
she was lost....
and had no option but to
live life that way......
Brenda Mukisa Jul 2017
dark night.
The wind is slow but surely present.
Somehow we dont feel it, atleast I donot.
my porch we are starting on.
look up  the stars are beautiful.
pull me close
i'll lean on your shoulder.

wait for this moment.
lean deeper  its happening.
Tonight,  the happiest person in the world.
Is my best
because on dark nights like these.
stories begin, or a story begins.
maybe.... began
rose Aug 2017
I remember those
pockets of time
We found to make littleĀ adventures in
When
Beautiful mistakes
And memories
Were made
:)
Ramsha Jul 2017
She was his insanity
While
She had an other part of her life being insane for someone else....
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