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danny Aug 2017
You keep plugging away at my warmth,
Gliding on each others bodies
Slippery with sweat and weak,
Your breath smells of whisky, I like that.

My ******* are slapping back and forth
as your tempo increases,
You reach around and ***** my filth
I am close now, so gloriously close.

Your body shuddering against my back
Chest hair coarse as you empty into me  
I look into your brown eyes as you tremble under my touch
"Say my name" I whisper.

I pull your hair to focus you
All eyes have to be on me,
I see you take in my shining spent body
"Lyla" you utter, "You're name is Lyla"
Final part in the one night stand trilogy, I have enjoyed writing ****** poems so I think I will continue doing so with the character Lyla
danny Aug 2017
Our eyes connect across the room,
people pass in front of us.
Eye contact not broken.
I raise a toast at the drink you sent,
Off you come to  approach me.
I leave with a backward glance.

In the room your hand sliding down my front,
your other busy squeezing my ***.
I dedicate my moans to you
as I grind against your pole.
Off come my clothes,
naked as sin.

You slap my cheek to make it come alive,
its pink now, to match my full lips.
I get some dedication of my own
as I slide you inside of my face.
Off comes your wedding ring,
My play thing for tonight.
Part one of a one night stand trilogy poem, I am still trying to figure out if I am any good at ****** poetry so any feed back would be greatly appreciated.
Lyn-Purcell Jul 2017
I like to read alone. I always move to the far
back of the bus to do so.
I like to listen to music alone. When I leave
home to go somewhere or when I am on my
way back.
I like to draw alone. I find it easier to be lost
in my fantasy world than deal with reality,
which seriously *****.
Where I go, I always find some tree to look at.
One that stands strong, proud and single.
It stands, away from other trees and it's
content.
Even when lovers pass me, young and old.
Or laughing children from preschool.
Or obnoxious teens, in and out of highschool
Or the elderly with their grandchildren.
My gaze is on the tree still.
Facing the sky, I often wonder why that is.
A benefit to being alone is that you're happy
with your own peace. There's no drama.
You get comfortable with who you are and
you can find yourself.
I like being alone. It doesn't mean I'm lonely.
I couldn't bare being lonely...
I often take long walks to clear my head. People say that I'm lonely. I'm not. I have good friends, its just I'm content with my own company. Have you ever been asked why you're alone 24\7?
Josh Mayesh Jun 2017
Rise.

When choice is a lie,
And duty shuts its eyes
To all you've been.

Stand--

Back where you began,
Push hard against the hands
That bind you,
Remind you
Of the failures of your now.

Reach

Within your murky deep,
Reject the secrets that still keep
You
Steal you
Seal you
Hiding in a sleep,
Anesthetized.
Paralyzed.
Compromising all your dreams.

Shout,

Face
Embrace
Chase the doubt
Scream it out,
Confront dusk and dawn and all
Who come to call for your demise.

And rise.
Marye Minstrel Jun 2017
Leap from the rooftops, a burning town
Jump off a tower, we’re coming down
Hold hands through fire, together fall
Jumping and blazing, we’ll burn it all

Lightning and thunder, pouring around
Flash in the distance, show us the ground
Liberty ever, flying and free
Stop them believing, dying for me

Watch as they injure, they’re nothing new
What if they hurt us, least we could do
Wait for the impact, death will appease
Never ask pardon, not on our knees

Battles are lost now, victory theirs
Make it our triumph, deny their prayers
Jumping they lose us, win by the fall
Watching they know we’ve defeated them all
Danielle Jun 2017
Meet me
when the sun
didn't enlighten us,
but i'm not telling you
to keep us
as a secret.

Let's hide on
the shadow of sun,
let's talk about
our lives
and how we live like this.
Let's think,how we will
shown up on them,
let us show them
how we stand.

Meet me
when the sun
is glowing for us,
tell me if
you want to be
with me
as long as
the sun is shinning
and the world is spinning.
Steve Page May 2017
Do you not know?
Have you not heard?
The Lord is the everlasting God,
The creator of the ends of the earth.
Do you not know?
While what you see around you is temporary,
while those around you may not be as dependable as they might at first seem
there is someone who is never flaky,
someone who does not disappear at the first sign of trouble
(or for that matter at any signs of trouble).
Someone who remains when the going gets tough,
someone who stands with you whatever,
someone who goes before you wherever,
someone who is never fazed by what lies around the corner
because He's been there.
Even if you go to the ends of the earth
He will never grow weary,
His understanding will never be exhausted
for He created every beginning and every end
He lasts -
He lasts lifelong.
Isaiah 40:28
Colm May 2017
It’s between the veins of blue and gray
Where the secrets hide
You’ll have to look awfully close to see
The pieces therein  
Within my eyes
Nobody stands that close... Because they aren't allowed. (:
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