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cr Jun 2014
you ripped my heart
out of my chest and swallowed
it whole on a day where the
sun shone brightly; despite the
clouds hanging over
my head, there's still
a sunburn where you
used to

touch me.
i can't decide if i hate you for hurting me yet.
jerely May 2014
Not half but whole you!
You can truly be the person you want.
Want is when you accept everything in yourself
Yourself that you respect and love
Love the flaws and imperfection you have.
Have the confidence; you are beautiful.
Beautiful when you let those scars take you off
Off of these pain and suffers you just light up your day
Day begins in you
You are only one!
June 1, 2014
Copyright
Jerelii
jerely May 2014
Been watching video proposals here and there
You would'nt imagine how lucky it's been for them
They are the happiest people on Earth
To loved and be loved by there special person till death do us part
There were different love romances
Different events, dates and occassions
But there's only one in the heart that's been catching the butterflies in their stomach
Filled the nutcracker into a sweet jelly life
And add it into a meaningful day of their lives
I was imagining if I were given a chance to be part of those fairytales
That even fairytales do come true
It's not impossible to dream of having one true love
Cause i believe true love exist in those who truly deserve and who believes in love
Cause love is unconditionally for every one of us.
May 19, 2014
Conor Letham May 2014
Choson dynasty,*
you utter from a stub
on the stand's neck,  
your eyes admiring
pimpled spaces or
the bulging curves
of the moon jar.

It is imperfect like
papier-mâché,
the hollow centre
surrounded by
a slumped figure:
two bodies thrown
as lovers, where,

noticing a crease
stretch the belly,
the mating halves
fuse to function
a wholeness like
the moon we make
when we hold hands.
The Moon Jar is seen as an imperfectly round, yet 'natural' ceramic Korean piece. It is seen as pure and unflatteringly beautiful in its simplicity through which it provides many complexities.

Sources:  
1. http://www.britishmuseum.org/about_us/news_and_press/press_releases/2007/the_korean_moon_jar.aspx
2. http://www.britishmuseum.org/explore/highlights/highlight_objects/asia/w/white_porcelain_moon_jar.aspx  
3. http://www.metmuseum.org/collection/the-collection-online/search/45432?=&imgNo;=3&tabName;=gallery-label
Martin Narrod May 2014
Gold crown of Olympus, hair crown and
Skin gown. First we throw our bodies at
One another. Heaping piles of human soup.
Bold maneuvers, hands and mouths and
Boy meets girl lying down, on top, intertwined.
Skittish moves on a tryst. Wet fingers of freshly
Tendered infinite decibel pleasure screams.
Streamers above a long rooting movement.

Overture of Aphrodite. Sparkling, glitter woman,
Legs pressed tightly to the chest,
Loose appendages intertwined. Intersticed dactyls
In rapture, soothing. Bodies build to one heart's beat.
Two muses fused together. If I wasn't afraid I'd wake you up
I'd slip on my shoes and make a tropical fruit fondue.

Stage two:

Ice cream lover's delight. Opus to brown sugar.
To swimming again, a pursed lurking of lips
In the academy of the pastoral commonwealth.
We eat at our stations of the sublime. Today which was
A day of discord- you nursed me back to the land of the living.

Stage three:

***.

Stage four.

***.

Stage five:

As we earn our pageantry to take
Stride on this Earth, and string a
Great bow of eager success among all of us,
You, me, them. While I continue to
Gaze at you. If not dinner, perhaps a
Cup of tea instead.
Life's a Beach May 2014
Your head resting upon my shoulder,
supple boulder
I lie, beholden to you.

You kiss can erase
Everything
everything
exams, dates, rates
Late
late
Late
Take it all and seal it in
with a brush of your
lips on my
forehead
Everything chaos
before I wasn't led
by you.
Said by you.
Saved by you.
Laid with you.

I think I could be whole now.
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