#auburn - Hello Poetry

She be evergreen Her roots run deep Age made wise from a tactful mind Fair with auburn hair Soft spoken and polite Forthright hands on Still standing strong and not yet peaked

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Apr 5, 2020

Apr 5, 2020 at 4:44 PM UTC

PoeticTetra

Teresa

She be evergreen Her roots run deep Age made wise from a tactful mind Fair with auburn hair Soft spoken and polite Forthright hands on Still standing strong and not yet peaked

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From the shadow lands I return.. Toward glow and glimmer.. Into radiance and shine.. (I can see your light) You await me there.. Your brown hair flowing in the winds.. It takes in the sun creating music to my eyes.. (I can see your shine) The darkness falls off my shoulders.. It flows and drips from my hands.. As I walk back into the light toward you.. (I can feel your hope) The last of blight leaves me.. The sun blooms on my skin.. You touch my face with both hands.. (I can feel your love) My eyes have color again.. The ambers and the auburns return to each other.. To see eachother again.. (I can see your soul) You recite a prayer to me.. An invocation to my belief.. And our eternal communion.. (I can hear you sing)

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Aug 23, 2019

Aug 23, 2019 at 12:10 PM UTC

solaces

The ambers and the auburns

From the shadow lands I return.. Toward glow and glimmer.. Into radiance and shine.. (I can see your light) You await me there.. Your brown hair flowing in the winds.. It takes in the sun creating music to my eyes.. (I can see your shine) The darkness falls off my shoulders.. It flows and drips from my hands.. As I walk back into the light toward you.. (I can feel your hope) The last of blight leaves me.. The sun blooms on my skin.. You touch my face with both hands.. (I can feel your love) My eyes have color again.. The ambers and the auburns return to each other.. To see eachother again.. (I can see your soul) You recite a prayer to me.. An invocation to my belief.. And our eternal communion.. (I can hear you sing)

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You roll like auburn hills And crash like comfortable clouds in the sky Into my living room couch Calling me back Like the last moonlit rays of the sunset sky You are steady and both steadily mine

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Aug 23, 2019

Aug 23, 2019 at 10:29 AM UTC

colmistoirm

Steady

You roll like auburn hills And crash like comfortable clouds in the sky Into my living room couch Calling me back Like the last moonlit rays of the sunset sky You are steady and both steadily mine

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Perfectly she comes, down the twisted street and slums the businessmen and bums, will mumble, but, succumb beauty that will mesmerize, a simple rule of thumb The city of brightest light, her destination for tonight her path and trail alight, electric touch, and sight a will of velvet steel, wielding strength and might No man has better fare, to touch her auburn hair spirits, stop and stare, her visage, one of care don't judge of me, can't you see, that I want to be right there

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Oct 4, 2017

Oct 4, 2017 at 8:07 AM UTC

TemporalFugue

Grey eyes

Perfectly she comes, down the twisted street and slums the businessmen and bums, will mumble, but, succumb beauty that will mesmerize, a simple rule of thumb The city of brightest light, her destination for tonight her path and trail alight, electric touch, and sight a will of velvet steel, wielding strength and might No man has better fare, to touch her auburn hair spirits, stop and stare, her visage, one of care don't judge of me, can't you see, that I want to be right there

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Warm amber sunlight creeping slowly Behind heavy draped windows Slowly illuminating faces on bed One with pale white skin The other sun-kissed and golden Both sleeping in each other’s embrace The sun-kissed boy wakes In his arms he held a beauty of ivory He smiled, kissed the pale one’s neck A work of art he truly is Rich silky auburn hair Chiseled face and ghostly pale skin Admiring such a beauty in his arms Gently traced the outlines of his face Luscious cheeks and kissable lips Both in shades of pale pink roses Thick eyebrows and sharp nose He sighed, the pale one wakes He stared into his eyes Burning with want and need Those warm brown eyes A contrast to his lonely black pools His Dark hair like coal in the hearth Burning in the auburn of the other’s embrace

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May 14, 2016

May 14, 2016 at 5:33 AM UTC

vincent-allen-vicente-manuel

Auburn

Warm amber sunlight creeping slowly Behind heavy draped windows Slowly illuminating faces on bed One with pale white skin The other sun-kissed and golden Both sleeping in each other’s embrace The sun-kissed boy wakes In his arms he held a beauty of ivory He smiled, kissed the pale one’s neck A work of art he truly is Rich silky auburn hair Chiseled face and ghostly pale skin Admiring such a beauty in his arms Gently traced the outlines of his face Luscious cheeks and kissable lips Both in shades of pale pink roses Thick eyebrows and sharp nose He sighed, the pale one wakes He stared into his eyes Burning with want and need Those warm brown eyes A contrast to his lonely black pools His Dark hair like coal in the hearth Burning in the auburn of the other’s embrace

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i love you. you, my friend, are something special, something different. you, in some sense, saved me. like bright lights on warm water reflecting auburn. I found myself, in spite of my love for you. auburn love in the depth of winter is what we are, were. I love you in colors I can't describe, see or even feel. though as seasons go feelings seem to, I suppose, change. and once again here we go around and around, dancing. dancing numb hoping love is still vibrant and radiant in color. no longer dull, in black, white or stubborn grey. I fall and I fall, into the rhythm of our waltz, alone. we spin in circles around the issues of love. I love you and I've loved you but yet I lost you.

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Jul 18, 2015

Jul 18, 2015 at 5:22 PM UTC

thingsnotspoken

dancing auburn

i love you. you, my friend, are something special, something different. you, in some sense, saved me. like bright lights on warm water reflecting auburn. I found myself, in spite of my love for you. auburn love in the depth of winter is what we are, were. I love you in colors I can't describe, see or even feel. though as seasons go feelings seem to, I suppose, change. and once again here we go around and around, dancing. dancing numb hoping love is still vibrant and radiant in color. no longer dull, in black, white or stubborn grey. I fall and I fall, into the rhythm of our waltz, alone. we spin in circles around the issues of love. I love you and I've loved you but yet I lost you.

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