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jas Jan 2018
i knew i was in for a treat
you lick your lips , so sweet
the passion in your eyes
thrilled knowing your mine
a taste like fine wine
touch me & i tingle
this feeling inside me lingers
a breath of fresh air
across the room you light up a flare
a sense of your energy
i feel inside me
the more we delay
the more it's foul play
surely you attract my heart
my soul
my mind
right from the start
adoring you vastly
hoping you experience the same
keeping me sane
from going insane
this love game
scared to feel pain
reflecting back to you
takes away the blue
thinking about something so sweet
my dear , your a treat.
day 6 of 365
Foxy Liisu Jan 2018
Be kind to me
And I'll treat you like a friend
But if you act like I'm a slay
Then I'll be the one you obay
George Krokos Dec 2017
A business is known by all the resources it deploys
how it treats its customers with the staff it employs.
_____
From "Simple Observations" ongoing writings since the early '90's.
Druzzayne Rika Oct 2017
there are pumpkins moving around
the candle lights bright the surround
blood red fountain spinning in middle
people going to this haunted house over the hill

no one visits the castle any other day
but dressed vampires and ghost in black and grey
dance around feeling home in this spooky place
today, the other world get mortals embrace

They get to be the normal, not the one odd
today, nobody cares about the screams and shout
the transformation and apparition
today, no one believes those vision

They'll fall for the traps,
blend within the gaps
tricking and treating strutting around
the atmosphere lit with the hooting sound.
Barker Sep 2017
My gender
My ****** orientation
My disability
My problems
My colour of skin
My size
My voice
My place of origin
My clothes
My religion
My past
My mistakes
My label
Shouldn't be the determination of how you treat me
(c)Ibarker
Open your door and turn on your lights. It's time to give candy on this magical night.
Carve your pumpkin with a happy grin, then light the wick so it shines bright within.
Voices whisper out in the street, you should go up to the house and say trick or treat.
So you grab a bowl of candy delights to give to the children of the night.
As you dropped a handful into their sacks they all scream with wonderful delight.
This is why we all love Halloween night.
Halloween is one of my favorite nights.
july hearne Jul 2017
a few months ago i checked the balances
in my various checking and saving accounts
and noticed i had too much cash

since i'm not going to buy overvalued real-estate
in a sellers market
or grossly overvalued stocks in the tech sector
before that bubble pops (i have nothing but deep intense hatred for silicon valley, jeff bezos, and mark zuckerberg)
i decided to spend the surplus on myself

and quit my job

after another unproductive day at work being yelled at by a fat, angry, white, single woman who knew everything.

she appreciated her bluntess.

i didn't bother to give any notice other than an email saying: "i'm resigning effective right now,  thanks for the opportunity, my employee badge is under my keyboard! kthnxbi!"

i wonder if she yelled when she read the email
and if  i should change the title of this poem to
"it's ok you can bring a salad for lunch everyday like i do"
or
"i've been reading "The Art of War" lately and even though it's the comic book version, i'm still going to win this cat fight *****".
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