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O Moon, where are you now?

I feel like you left while things were getting so good

Emotions were visiting then passing through

Tears were falling off my cheeks into the cosmic ocean of emptiness

Dreams were appearing as if my heart made them living entities

The night breeze whisked with your radiance danced with the hairs on my legs

My sisters and I absorbed the breath of the galaxy under an open ring in the sky

You hid underneath the holey blankets of silky night clouds

Befuddled by your absence, a confusion arises of how to live in my own light, without your light.
Seán Mac Falls Aug 2015
Question sails in air
Above late summer flowers
Lone white butterfly
Jane Lame Jun 2015
We're like Tom Robbins characters
You spoke those words yourself

I'm a princess and you're a felon
But we vibe so ******* well

You're a walking brain puzzle
I'm a recovering **** tease

You satisfy me, expand my mind
My body's never been so pleased

Don't you dare say you're sorry
You cannot undo the past

Why would you want to anyway?
I think you're falling for more than my ***

I won't be a replacement
I could never do what she did

I don't want a carbon copy
I learned what I needed to from him

Your mother accuses you of thieving
Mine points out superficial flaws

We share a lot of the same demons
They may stutter but it's loud

I'm done keeping up appearances
You're weary of a double life

We collaborate so effortlessly
Our future visions intertwine

Do I want to meet your parents?
Mine would love you at first greet

They'd give you a jar of honey
Maybe even some frozen meat

I'll help you to stay sober
You've gotten me to open up

Use my brain, try me on for size
I'll understand if you stop

But, imagine what we could be
I think synchronicity has a cause

Inspiration, it's contagious
Happiness, it tags along
Jordan May 2015
You went one way,
I went the other.
You lived your life,
I lived another.

Then under brief circumstance,
A glance, a smile
Our hearts connect,
Now it's been that way awhile.

Because the way you went
Was the same as me,
And going the same way
Is the best way to be.

Now when I'm with you
All I can think is to say
...
Ooh baby I love your way.
Thia Jones May 2015
I want perfection
I want that moment where our eyes meet
and neither of us can break the gaze
where our souls open to one another
like buds thirsting for the rain
where I see eternity, endless infinity
expand and share their secrets
from within you and know in that instant
that you see the same in me
I want that perfection of recognition

I want perfection
I want a shared empathy
an effortless telepathic connection
to feel that golden thread that links
all my chakras with all yours
I want to wake thinking of you
to drift into sleep doing the same
to know this is true for you too
and to meet even in our dreams
I want that perfection of synchronicity

I want perfection
I want to explore your body
to marvel at its complete perfection
even though you believe it imperfect
I want you to marvel too
at the perfection you see in this body
although I know it to be far short
I want to be consumed in mutual lust
to burn with your tastes sounds and smells
subsuming our senses into one another
I want that perfection of sensation

I want perfection
I want to run and work and sweat with you
to experience the joys of music, of performance
to travel with you to places of wonder
to inspire your creativity
to be inspired by you in every way
to reach new heights as yet undreamed
to remain forever grateful
for the gifts of your love
I want that perfection of complementarity

Cynthia Pauline Jones 4th May 2015
I have still to meet this person. There was someone who ticked some of the boxes and who for a time it seemed might complete the set, yet drew back. So I continue to search.
kenye Apr 2015
Reality is psychosomatic
We perpetuate thought-form
On a treadmill of synchronistic
Patterns
Passing self-doubt
In a transcendence contest

Fear vs. desire,
The pillars of motivation,
Exploited
With the best intention

Thought
to
Feeling
to
Action

*A dream-scape manifested
Addison René Dec 2014
drag your ****** lips along my skin
and paint me pictures
with your mouth
on the canvas of my body
paint us lying in lust
paint us in slow motion
with love in our irises
paint the sky on my hands
and the clouds on yours
place your paintbrush along the curve of my thigh,
kiss my flushed lips with yours,
give them color;
red with resilience
red with anguish,
the fires in our chests
have ravaged our fibers
and our atoms have come undone
the very being of our existence
has unraveled
in synchronicity
drag your ****** lips across my skin
on the canvas of my body.
brush your acrylic blood
in the crevices of my anatomy
*paint a portrait of  you and me
edited
Seán Mac Falls Nov 2014
Snows on winter lake,
Downy drops, water landing,
White swans flying in.
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