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ally maková May 2017
lord, I ask you—make him good for me,
give him courage; make him mine

and in the meantime, let me dream sweetly
of feverish summers, him and his eyes

please do not deepen my agonies,
do not blacken them

make my agonies of beauty,
silky and sunlit with peonies,
birds singing, my mother laughing

because how will I stand yet another
bad dream about him?

please do not deepen my agonies,
do not blacken them

if you will not give me him, give me beauty
spat out of your mouth, warmed by your hands
I shall love it as if it were a lover
taken from my journal
Colm May 2017
You keep on spitting it out
From your couch "my friend"
Because you know where I'll be

Working furiously as ever before
Until all of the flaws are ironed out
And there's nothing left of you but your mouth

Just sit back and relax as you always have
And then comment on what THIS is really about

How I did what I said, and I said what I am
When I jumped up and stomped on the top of these clouds


Hopefully then you'll discover quite quietly how  
To have a sensible song tucked away in your mouth
There will always be doers and there will always be sayers. And that gap often frustrates one or the other. The speaking Vs. the action.
mjad Apr 2017
When we walk I just  
Stare at you looking ahead
Like your eyes are trying to escape your head
And your feet are not moving
Swiftly enough for them
Your mind holds the future
And your mouth tries to say it
But your lips fail to move
Fast enough to explain it
My eyes are trying to
See into you and understand
Your arm that’s swinging pulling
Me along quicker with you
When we walk
Arcassin B Apr 2017
By Arcassin Burnham


In this life you gotta know your worth,
The unfairness isn't at it's worst,
Everybody else has a purpose too,
some forgive some will work,
They might put your name in the dirt,
Like cleansing sins by the faucet,
if your friend don't come out the closet,
i won't judge this is way beyond me,
so if you hate your life , its not your fault.
i'm entitled to ignore all the flaws.
even mine , i don't shy away.
Be careful little mouth ,what you say..

life will put you down at any means, with no mercy..
be careful little mind what you think , they'll be lurking..
life will put you down at any means, with no mercy..
be careful little mind what you think , they'll be lurking..

Planting drugs in your locker,
no scholarship , non , nada,
it'll be wrong to play accuser,
heart full of bullet holes like who shot ya?
knowing that anywhere ain't safe,
for awhile just hold your fate,
can't trust half of the people in this town of mine,
they're nearly just fake,
so if you hate your life , its not your fault.
i'm entitled to ignore all the flaws.
even mine , i don't shy away.
Be careful little mouth ,what you say..

life will put you down at any means, with no mercy..
be careful little mind what you think , they'll be lurking..
life will put you down at any means, with no mercy..
be careful little mind what you think , they'll be lurking..
©abpoetry2017
http://arcassin.blogspot.com/2017/04/little-mind.html
Silby lline Mar 2017
A love song could never define you.

Your words are like whispers of smoke that escape your mouth
and disappear, forgotten before they are said.
Your tongue could twist circles round mine while our eyes dart for
narrow escapes, so you can take me under the moon.
It’s so taboo. Me and you. She loves you and you….love you.
But I am solitary yours. In my heart.

But please, understand this,
I am not your normal girl.
I will wrap legs around those who make me feel whole in your absence. This until I know
I have your heart as well.
For then, I would **** a million memories for the only ones with you.
Forget the past, which street I grew up on.
Hell, I’ll even forget my name.
I would be yours undying love, without borders or boundaries or limitations.

But remember my legs till your heart cracks wide enough for me to fall in.
Saloni mann Mar 2017
Release all the words you buried under your tongue.
Let your words flow through your fearful mouth.
let them flow effortlessly exposing your thoughts.
It is always a privilege to be heard in this busy world.
It is always a privilege to be heard in this world!
insomniatrical Feb 2017
Sweetness.
Crashing together,
And finally allowing myself to break.
Melting,
Sugar and syrup in my mouth and yours,
A taste that both of us crave.

Embrace,
Security and belonging,
However it does not last in the way we want it.

Snaking,
Reaching underneath,
And an altitude change shakes us
As you tell me I will not fall.
Arms around my waist,
And now I laugh.

"Why do you laugh? What have I done?"

My reply is only
"Your mouth, as sweet as it has ever been,
is on mine, and for as long as I want it to be, it will.
You see, I am not laughing at you, but merely because I have finally received
the subject of my dreams."

He ponders;
And returning to his work I return to mine,
But this time, the sugar is burning into a magnificent taste,
Like glass candy between our tongues,
And raw cane behind our eyes.
R A Lee Jan 2017
Commanding and adept your hands guide mine along
supple lips.
Pausing
She tastes of cinnamon.
She squirms but can not move.
She is not afraid.
Our hands grasp her neck.
Tonight she belongs to us
With every gasp she moans.
My mouth is quivering, thinking about tasting her.
I search for her thighs from my satin darkness.
They are warm, wet, and inviting like the ocean
she tastes of salt and sunshine.
My tongue glides over her ****** , slowly, tenderly as our body heat rises and
then crack goes the cat o' nine.
She can not breathe and I can not see yet there has been no greater ecstasy.
Mio Seanachaidh Jan 2017
The liquid feels warm as it flows down my throat with the soft rumble of gentle hum and rhythm applied

Mentally, I smile as you quiver and shake as my inner self dances with glee with seeing you slowly unravel

I slowly take my sweet time savoring your unique indescribable flavor as a splash of vanilla leaks down my chin

A piece of our hearts are open and we allow each other access within as we offer a peek into the soul
Oral ***
ally maková Jan 2017
under your gaze,
as the light spills like silk,
I come undone,
your hand, godlike, caressing
each and every curve of mine
your mouth commanded.

under your gaze,
ever so slowly,
I become divine,
your palm, godlike, ceasing
as you hear my body sing,
your mouth, silent.
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