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Bonga Zuma Jul 2018
Watching you sitting opposite of me, I'm mesmerized by your movements.
I'm lost in your voice, I'm listening yet I'm not.
The trance is broken when you look into my eyes.

Instantly I'm taken on a nostalgic journey to that night when our stars entwined to bring us together:

It was a summer,
We sat on the cool sand and basked on the silver light of the moon.
We watched the waves crash on each other as if in a lovers' quarrel.
The smell of the day's hot air filled the air around us.

We listened
And tried to figure out the secrets shared between the twinkling stars.
On an attempt to touch the sand,
Our fingers touched instead
And the life-long connection was created.

The sound of your voice brings me back to reality.
You opposite of me,  it's all clear; this is forever
Inspired by a very close friend of mine; Onalenna "July Stone"
Charlie Jul 2018
The problem is you want a sensation
You're searching for sensations like they're the only reason to be alive
You need to lift your head up to something that is greater than you can imagine
You choose to wonder about a mystery that you will never solve rather than cherishing the mystery that is inside you

I don't have the power anymore to hope
Everyday i'm hoping that you're going to understand that i can be your sensation
I am a mermaid that was sent to guard you for the rest of your life and everyone can't help it but listen to my songs except you
I can't look you in the eye anymore while knowing that you're throwing away the greatest gift you ever received

Someday you're going to realize that a sensation is nothing but the shadow of a door crack
You're going to turn around and expect me to be more than that
but your mind has already turned me into something that you can use to outrun your fear of being alone
stopdoopy Jul 2019
Do you feel it?
As if we're drawn together,
like soulmates.
Maybe you do,
I wont ever know,
but I feel it always ends the same.
Maybe we're not meant to be together.
Perhaps it's always been this one sided...
despite the words you've said,
no matter how we lived.
God and priest,
maiden and servant,
in a war somewhere,
friends.
I don't think we've ever ended up together,
isn't that sad, my dear, Aphrodite?
I suppose it's for the best, darling.
Had to get a last poem in before pride month is over! Hope y'all had a great one <3
Artistry Jul 2018
His hands. His fingers.
He is the painter
that paints a masterpiece upon my soul.
He is the conductor
that plays the tune of ecstasy.
He is the poet
that writes sonnets in my skin.
Dips the ink deep within.
T Jun 2018
Perfect as you are.
Your love radiates from afar.
No matter the distance, you'll be my subsistence.
I'll take you exactly as you are.

That smile on your face.
To how you always win your race.
To see life from your eyes, I'd be in for a surprise.
How you always manage to empathize, leaves me so warm inside.
A love so whole, it'll fill your soul.
I'll take you exactly as you are.

Perfection in imperfection.
The recipient of my affection.
You drive me wild, just the way you are.

To a future unknown.
We could build a home.
Or be in a state of perpetual free roam.
We'll never be alone.
Like a lighthouse at sea, calling to me.
For we are each others lodestone.
For someone who means the world to me.
Charlie Jun 2018
All the boys are beautiful shadows with razors in their lungs
we want to be chosen by their gem stone eyes
but they’re scared to be beaten

They have forbidden bottles under their beds
pretty boys with herbs in their sleeves
adventures on their eyelids

Seeing the pain of the world and being forced to look away
all they know is to worship the nights
avoiding everything painful

There’s a beautiful secret lying on the tip of their tongue
we hear the same voices in our heads
still our softness stays a threat

We’re outlawed and hunted by them like witches
they’re intimidated by our richness
craving to touch our waists
loveinquandary Jun 2018
what do i do with all this love left in my heart for you?
what do i do when i found my favourite person but the world doesn't want us to be together?
why did we meet only to be separated?
grief is love with nowhere to go
and with all this love left in my heart for you
i will never stop grieving
- always at the losing end
megan May 2018
years have passed
we have tried and failed
love and pain felt consecutively

arrogant and dismissive
self delusion throughout
two seperated puzzle pieces
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