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Maria Mitea Sep 19
i'm tied to you like to a pyre of wood,
another time
all i wanted from you was to be courted,
begged,
but there's no time, darling
there is no time,
i need you in the kingdom of the night with all your weapons,
i  will make you a king over the waters of the desert,
only those who haven't died of thirst don't know what water is,
to feel your boldness
blaze
look how i tremble, lost leaf in the wind,
gather me in your branches like the flowers of spring,
slip your soft hands under the nightgown,
touch my ear with your whisper
let the  lost kiss revive ones again, unhide the  eye of the sea,
with your warm lips spread the butterfly's wings,
do remember me forever,  quench your thirst between white hips,
go deep like a sword,
let the whole earth moan with us on the lips of a man,
of a woman
as serpents let us burn, and  the whole earth moan with us,
go deep, darling,  
and smooth
like
a sword
Bloom as you have reached your time
Show your beauty as you're born for
Sting with thorns as it is what you need to
Wither as your time has come
Grandmaa used to love flowers, for her...
Maria Etre Mar 2021
I felt the sting of adulthood
tattoo my skin
with colors
of
y
o
u
t
h
S R Mats Dec 2020
In the garden of delight
At the eve of dusky-night
-Twilight holds no grudge

The brush had been light
You had seen him in his flight
-Lights dimmed, everything buzzed

Hoping that he'd soon light
You hoped he'd light on you
-Before a shark bite you get a nudge

Ah, tender kisses on the skin
Are just a prelude to the sting.
-Blood smudged
scrawny Jul 2020
Cutting my own arm
every other night
cause of what I am hearing
from the ones I trust
Meysa May 2020
you keep rubbing your thumb over the same old wound
and you wonder why it stings?
silly girl
Michael R Burch Apr 2020
honeybee
by michael r. burch

love was a little treble thing—
prone to sing
and (sometimes) to sting

Keywords/Tags: love, bee, honeybee, treble, song, sing, singer, sting, stinger, barb, poison
N Aug 2019
Love
is the glowing flame,
and you melt
as it approaches

Listen,
be careful
with that flame,
or it’ll burn you
when that love
starts to sting

They’ll decide to leave you,
and you’ll remain with nothing,
but the fading ashes of that love  

You’ll lose the passing-by warmth
that once visited your frigid heart

So light up a cigarette,
and put out the ongoing fire
inside your chest with smoke
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