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Josh Jan 2019
Tonight we,
Whose arms are broken,
Whose legs are bound,
Glide together under a moonlit field
Crystal smiles, still intact

We rise higher
Enchanted in that scene,
You and I
Plastered, with a beacon of light around us

Entwined in magic air,
Thin like a silk sheet
Coupled by our pain,
Bonded by our wonder,
Reborn as we ascend

Up here,
We reign as gods
Up here,
Not even the clouds can look down on us
lovelywildflower Jan 2019
nobody will know the exact pain we went through, but we did it together.
memoona kazmi Jan 2019
let's build a house,
a house for two,
let's build it's walls together,
you bring love,
i'll bring affection,
you bring honesty,
i'll bring loyalty,
you bring trustability,
i'll bring reliability,
let's roof the house with fidelity,
we will decorate it with feality,
let's build a house,
a house for two,
a house for us.........
ms reluctance Jan 2019
plum skies,
velvet eyes,
a familiar tune on your lips.
at peace, finally,
joyous serenity
as we await the apocalypse.
IC Jan 2019
One cannot be without another
Some are connected
and cannot live without each other
Call it love, or more an illusion
But the feeling is real
Like an explosion of stimuli and emotions
A band that cannot be broken
And nothing that breaks the bubble
SB Jan 2019
Echoes of home are like memories come to visit
I seem to hear E’s voice shouting
And A’s tinkling laugh in my earball
I catch a glimpse of K
And spot the carrot top of NB

I wait eagerly for their shadows to come to life
Jay Lewis Jan 2019
Repressing your feelings,

   Like I'm repressing mine.
  
      Pretending we're just friends,

         We dare not risk nor cross that line.
Uka Jan 2019
In light their feet
always comes against morning
They rise
having bed peacefully
though only nearing evening
She will spin hope with dance
And
His shape believes exuberant sleep
is his favorite
Charm sizzles all the room
smoother than polished
gloss paint
Enjoying the fresh warm drink
with good music
They laugh broad
aware of delicate pride
Like the world
it can be
KHY Jan 2019
My lovely precious bee,
Behave
The hive isn’t for you
It’s for us;
But we’re dead together ?
So its dust
I have a broom
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