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Adam Struble Jul 2014
looking off into the free blue horizon
heat sticks to my chest
the insect chatter is subdued
quieted by daydream
after work fantasy in heat wave paradise
knee ****- naked skin
i wasn't even undressed yet
no patience in the animal kingdom
bright eyes in candlelight
bridging the divide between time and space
swimming the sea of summertime
flow toward the heat and travel
free flow motion toward sunset
the desert south- red rock
echoes of death and mirage
enchanted falling thirst
sirens on the rocks
the cliffs of decision
jump toward temptation
or dream on forever
it is your own ship to sink
your own life to decide
you are at the wheel, you steer the decision,
the dive into yes.
The nervous tension
Nail-biting fear, anxiety
And then the thrill! Yes!
Ah, and the adrenaline!
Over so quickly. Again.
Psh, it was only 3 meters, but hey, that's still quite a thrill.
As I sway out of the fray and check if she's ok, "bae?" All she can say is "hey",
We reach for the ash tray we've lost our way I have a smile on my face which happiness betrays because W.A.Y.
eyes so low I Could be Stevie or Ray you can decide after you've heard me play. Allow my notes in your ear like sweet nothings, I run my fingers through your hair as I smell you in the air and taste you on my lips as we are lip to lip...
have a lil sip of this lean woh slow down don't be so keen if you know what I mean these words aren't twisted you don't need to be gifted not even lifted to get the picture but some can't relate ukuva?
let me skip this bit even though it was anything but quick. She lays on my chest as I knead her ******* eyes of earth and emerald stares burning me like embers lets me remember I'm not in Oz or the land of OOH we just chilling like the weather in May in my room what can I say but W.A.Y.
Ukuva: you hear/understand (Xhosa)
W.A.Y.: we are young
Oz: mystical land
Land of OOH: adventure time land
Yara Jul 2014
My wings beat towards the morning sun.

The oceans are alive beneath my feet.

A beautiful melody flows from my beak.

My heart does like my wings, but just as my melody, it leaks.
AYA 187 Jun 2014
I draw a picture A simple fixture. Of two vertical bodies at vertical ends, do you see the picture. A verbal description of a beautiful beginning with each other they never felt richer, he had won her heart so I named him victor. Her heart in his hand a solid pitcher he caught it one hand.How could you not understand. One heart one hand her boy her man. He grew inside her she became his home she held her own against all kinds of foe he relished in her midst he thought love was a myth a mixture a blend of two perfect chemicals now do you see where it all began one kiss sealed her lips. The ending to many scripts and clips was the beginning to their bliss. All this because with a song she stole his heart he knew from the start she had won the part. Number one on his charts. You couldn't take her part. You couldn't keep them apart. She was the apple of his heart :)
Asunder Jun 2014
Yes
Yes. 
One word forged the chain

An endless strand of love and hope
that tied us together, but far apart
That kept me tethered to you
And pulled me along wherever you went
In all but physical presence

Sometimes, the chains would twist
and we’d meet for a few hours

Only to unwind again for fate 
to leave us alone


I wonder if my freedom
Is without these chains that bind
and make me yearn for a twist of fate
Once again, in our bleak and hopeless dreams

I wonder if my freedom
Is with these chains
that hold me to the ground
yet help me take flight
into unknown realities
that could have been
where I could have been
part of you

A liberation in moderation
Freedom in control
Passion that comes with mystery
And the love of the unknown

Sometimes I think the chains
Are not meant to keep us together
But keep me tied only to you 

And never you to me
That you are free
And I am forever trapped
In the chains I linked
Out of love and concern
The chains that bring
Me to the brink of life
And then back, into eternal darkness
TheExpat Jun 2014
Let yes be yes
Let no be no
Anything less
Would be a blow    

Decide on it
No letting go
Just do not quit
Let it be so
Caitlin Jun 2014
I've missed this.
The dare I say giggling.
The blushing
Flirting.
The smiles and butterflies.
I thought this had gone away for good.

Yet all it took to bring this back,
was a blonde haired boy in combat boots.
I need a title...hmmm
Aizzur Festejo May 2014
Do you have a pet?
Or call them best friend? Family member?
Yes? that's good to hear.
Now, have you hurt them before?
Accidentally? Consciously, for fun?
Yes? Some say yes, but the no's have it.
Caring for your loved ones are likely the same as how you treat a pet.
Don't you agree?
You talk to them, hug them, kiss them, and even spoil them.
Like humans, they have rights -- The right to be protected, to be free.
We're all animals. It wouldn't hurt if you try protecting them, and if you do they'll love you back.
Speech class
Justin S Wampler Jun 2014
tell me, upon returning...

"Returning from where, I've been right here?"

...did you gasp for breath?

"I no longer fool myself into believing that breathing was ever an option,"
-thought my hand out loud
"I merely close my eyes and concede myself to the asphyxiation."

love

*"...is my darkness of eternity."
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