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Chris Chaffin Jan 2021
Him
I am small like a child,
wet face pressed
against a massive chest.

His arms crush me gently,
wrap me in a shroud
of sinew and bone

as the smell of bourbon
and musk fills my nostrils.
His breath feathers lightly

across the top of my head;
reassuring whispers
tickle my spine

and tell me
I am not wicked,
I am not a useless, hopeless thing.

I am perfect and flawed.
I am loved.
It is enough.
Fatema Aj Nov 2020
I mustn’t speak
or the monsters will creep
I must’ve bled
they sent vultures to keep
I wish i could speak
about what my mind leaks
bury my eyes under my cheeks
they sneak a creak
i am too scared to peek
i wish i could speak
of all that i fear
but my voice i cant hear
and so i disappear
theres a knock at the door
my heart hits the floor
my back against the wall
i still feel someone behind
there is someone in my mind
this room'ss key i can't find
everyone lied,
i must hide
the flower that died
and the child abide
though her spine
spiked with sharp edges
and still!  
she mustn’t speak.
John McCafferty Mar 2020
Om
Clear the mind
with forms of breath control
Vibrations emanate
Serpent flows in swirls
It curls around the centre line
Seven points along the spine
From base to crown
Varied hues are queued
where energy is key
Use the force
to elevate your qi
Om
(@PoeticTetra - instagram/twitter)
Haylin Feb 2020
your fingers planted seeds everywhere you touched me
you watered them by whispering into my ears
and flowers sprouted from my spine each time you kissed me
Sabila Siddiqui Jul 2019
My thoughts are on a merry go round,
churning my mind in perpetual cycles
till it has been named chaos.

A certain memory rings in my ear,
deafening out the world;
as it climbs and slithers down my spine
echoing through the hollow shell I've become.
Ashley Kaye Jul 2019
when you leaned to take my breath
out from under me
i almost say no but
Your eyes are very blue
Your hair very blonde
and I have the feeling
you would call me beautiful

i go to
highlight the sharpest bones
in my face
color my cheeks,
eyelids
ebony eyelids
**** caked kisses
speak volumized volumes

If it were just as simple
to grow a spine
July 19, 2019
btp May 2019
I want me to be yours
I want you to be mine
I'd run on all fours
With a chill down my spine
I'd knock down all doors
And show you my rhymes

I'd like you to feel free
I'd like you to like me

Be mine, even just for a day
Follow me no matter how far we stray
Stroke your hair, stars gaze
Feel your body, hearts ablaze

Be mine, just for a week
Together on each path we seek
Be there for the goods
And be there for the bads
Be there for every memory we share

Be mine, just for a while
Because time is now showing its smile
Come with me while the sun bleeds
Following the unspoken creeds
Come with me into the scorching sun
Burning our hearts while we run

I'd like you to like me
I'd like you to feel free
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