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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
George Krokos Mar 2019
I am prospecting for love in the chamber of the heart
and if love is to be found there I'll have done my part.
How deep will I have to go depends on that ground
in which buried is a love so many say is to be found.

How can I be sure when it's so dark and cold in there
without any light or warmth to see or feel seems bare.
I'll have to strike at any dying embers of love for You
that I carry with me always which once felt to be true.

Time and neglect should've extinguished them by now
but it seems they're still smouldering inside somehow.
With the fuel of desire awakened thinking of You again
those flames of love may rise and glow once more then.

The gold nugget of Your love is to be found in the heart
one has to look deeply in there and make a sincere start.
There's no real way of telling just how far one has to go
'till the light and warmth of Your love is experienced so.

Sensations rise up within along the spine to one's crown
where a light appears to the inner gaze fixed in that town
of the space between the two eyes in one's mind where
darkness is usually seen but now gets dispersed in there.
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Written early in 2018. A mystical and spiritual expression of a journey in a poem.
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