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TS Ray Feb 2020
Walking slowly on what feels like quick sand,
cherry blossoms of a calming flair,
scented pollen rushing through the air,
yacht of memories over the horizon,
rock ‘n’ roll tides rushing without compromisin’.
I wait for the yacht to return.

Waiting on a slippery rock,
my own waiting game as my only elixir,
knew he would bring the yacht to the dock,
can’t wait to tell him enough of your trick, sir.

I weathered many a storm,
he took what blossomed as granted,
no longer do I need to be that warm,
ready to bid adieu and give him his farewell that he so wanted.
TS. 2020.
Tizzop Dec 2019
females
lovers
yachts

forbidden fruit (eden)
little hole (eve)
Yahweh (tizzop)

friends
luck
yack

turn every letter around turn warriors
into choirboys allergic against weapons

turn vampires into
humans

turn around: somebody behind you
spying each letter you gotta

be better
don't turn the page NOW
the paper'd simply fly downwards into hell
with you

besides: the book of your life will end soon enough
welcome to the new world, tizzop. we just WON. love you, buddy.
m h John Jul 2019
we were promised flying cars
and big jet dreams
filled with smiles for miles
on white yachts
under tangerine skies
but all we got was
a dull pocket watch
with a timeless end
and that was enough
for the both of us
nanda Jan 2018
i am in love
with the in between moment
from when the boat
begans to sail
back to its home

i am in love
with the scene of the water
of how the sky is painted
in every color
and the water
shines in a silver light

i am in love
with the feeling of being one
with the wind
the feeling of the air waves
messing with my hair

i am in love
with the salt on my lips
and burns in my skin
with the taste of your kiss
and the smell of your suit

i am in love
with that in between moment
because when while the yacht
is cruising through the twilight
my problems are left behind
i am no longer
dizzy by the anger
no longer
dazed by my sadness
i am simply amazed
and in love
with the memory of you
and of that of the sea
and the dying sun
spent all day on a yacht, you can guess the rest..
Aaron LaLux Jul 2017
Nothing Less Nothing More

This Just in,
Justin Bieber’s a Believer too,
antibiotics probiotics,
a red pill and a blue,

yoga on a yacht deck,
strawberries in the winter,
Welcome to Reality,
watch as the fabric splinters,

or rather,
comes apart at the seams,
I’d gather,
that most things aren’t as they seem,

can’t escape the Dream,
unless we take a leap of faith,
don’t want to be just great,
want to be known as one of The Greats,

I love that you’re an artist too,
and dedicated to your passions,
and if we’re on the Road of Life,
I hope that we’re not crashin’,

and I know that sounds cliche,
and maybe even a bit cheap,
but sometimes life is cliche,
and sometimes when everything seems the most doubtful,
is when it’s best to truly believe,

that’s why,
they call it faith,
please tell me,
why you wake,

when you open your eyes,
what is it for,
hopefully it’s Love,
nothing less nothing more…

∆ Aaron La Lux ∆

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