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Tiana May 2020
Blue like the summer sky
His eyes
Calm like the sound of the ocean
The only notion worth making
Calming my soul to the core
At ease
Fingers combing through my hair
Hearing him whisper
"I'm yours"
Taciturn May 2020
It feels like only yesterday that I stared up at you
Just dim enough to not turn me blind
Just bright enough to be seen

The stars below
Sadly though
Were too strong to make out the ones above
I am certain they twinkled magnificently.

Back then I shared my darkest secrets with you
But oh, my sweet darling
You just couldn’t keep them to yourself
Could you?

Do not fret
I am not mad
I still appreciate the silence you provided for me
And even now
-Though I have branded you a telltale-
I still seek comfort in your bright darkness.
Not my best one, but I wanted to just write something again
hybridstorm May 2020
Flow through my dry hair,
Enrich me with your strength,
Kiss me on my cheek softly,
And let me grow into a grove over you.
Certain people, places, things and forces have the power to love you and heal you so much that you end up forever indebted to them, for their unshaken and unconditional care. Respect them, and they sweep you off of your feet, into a world of beauty and brightness.
will May 2020
wandering through the stacked books
with delicate frames atop a sloped nose
shoulder length locks of leather brown
your physicians fingers on a book spine
honey eyed glances thrown over to me

sweet lips mumble poetic pages to themself
I hear pages rustle and soft sweaters shift
as you close the book and come over to sit
hands clasped on the table we chatter
and hour will fly by enraptured by you
Just thinking about the life I dream of when asleep...
Poetic T May 2020
Plush knots tie delicately,
gentle around the neck..

   death never felt so soft,

                                               silence..
LC Apr 2020
whenever their words are sandpaper
that aggressively rubs her heart
and forms stinging cuts,
her hands always reach for
her soft, fluffy, warm blanket.
as it envelops her in its warmth,
her heart heals the cuts
and becomes soft again.
#escapril day 23!
topacio Apr 2020
keeping your femininity
after you've
weathered unimaginable storms
is a high form
of rebellion.
LC Apr 2020
our deepest desires
shine under the soft light.
they always catch fire
as we whisper good night.
#escapril day 20!
Tara Apr 2020
Gentle, gentle, she sets the snare,
gentle, my love, soft strokes in my hair
Careful, careful, her kiss ghosts across mine,
careful, my darling, tongue dripping with wine.

Caress me, gentle now, don't be afraid,
show me your sweetness, show me you're brave
Kiss me, careful, give me your touch,
show me how you love me ever so much.

Soft, gentle little thing, expose yourself to me,
I can show you what it truly means to be free
Play with me, dance for me again and again,
dance with me, my darling, in the cold, dark rain.
relahxe Apr 2020
To my wife

Sometimes I will come to you in your dreams
as unexpected and uninvited guest.
Do not leave me outside in the street -
do not block up the doors.

I'll enter quietly, sit down softly,
and gaze upon you in the dark.
When my eyes have gazed their fill -
I'll kiss you and depart.
A poem by the Bulgarian author Nikola Vaptsarov. Nikola wrote this poem under arrest. He was sentenced to death and shot down three months later.
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