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kiran goswami Jun 2020
If the twinkling of stars could have created a sound,
Your voice would have been the one.
Savio Fonseca Jun 2020
When a Man, Loves His Woman.
He's a Hero, in Her Eyes.
There's Romance in the Air
and Stars Twinkle in their Eyes.
Heaven waits for Her,
in His chiseled empty Arms.
He keeps weaving Her Dreams,
with His Amorous Mystical Charms.
On a Bed of Red Roses,
He fulfills Her Burning Desires.
Their Passion of Love,
keeps raising their Flames of Fire.
As they swim their Dreams,
beneath the Twilight Sky.
The World looks Beautiful
As White Clouds go Sailing By.
Mrs Anybody Feb 2020
Warm sunbeams
touching
cold snow

Making it
twinkle
like stars


Before
the snow
finally
returns
to its
original form
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BEK Oct 2019
Rid me of this burdensome curse
A power envied by many
Yet I have no desire for such

Let your eyes twinkle
Illuminating all that is beautiful and kind

With no influence from
The fright inducing hypnosis
Inside these piercing black eyes
annh Oct 2019
You tilted your halo at me,
While I was polishing my horns,
A twinkle in your eye,
A prayer on your lips;
I can resist anything except temptation.
Can you?

‘There is a charm about the forbidden that makes it unspeakably desirable.’
- Mark Twain

The penultimate line is borrowed from the playful and flirtatious character of Lord Darlington in Oscar Wilde’s comedy of manners, ‘Lady Windermere’s Fan’.
Star BG Apr 2019
In breath I twinkle
inside a hello poetry sky.
Stars sing along
as night hours make room
for a creative flow.

Sometimes my verse sings
daintily as moon joins in
to dance with beams.
Other times the HP sky
becomes a stepping stone
for deep travel into verse.

When sun rises and takes command
in changing of the guard
the sun of Hello poetry sky continues
as my heart sings in gratitude.

We are indeed a team
making the best of a creative land
and open sky.
Thank you HP

Twinkle twinkle HP sky
How I ponder with a why.
Why my words become so deep
that is when I take a seat.
Twinkle twinkle I will write
HP site your out of sight.
Kewayne Wadley Apr 2019
Her moon is the everlasting cream
In my coffee of stars.
I stir in the hopes she appears
In half dark twinkles of night.
My hands warm in the bistro of
Anticipation.
She leans against my lips
& my emotions erupt in hot steam.
A love like hers silk as cream,
Easing down my throat.
I stir until half dark twinkles are covered.
I stir until only the smallest bit is shown.
Her moon the everlasting cream,
In my coffee of stars.
The taste forever lingering on my tongue.
This cream a kiss that orbits much of the world.
A romance I taste with each sip,
In my coffee of stars
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