#celeste - Hello Poetry

When will this trans end, how soon until I'm free? I'm pouring my heart & soul out. My words don't land on deaf ears. My love. My flower. My beautiful.

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Oct 21, 2019

Oct 21, 2019 at 12:11 AM UTC

Suavecito

mi querida mi bella amor

When will this trans end, how soon until I'm free? I'm pouring my heart & soul out. My words don't land on deaf ears. My love. My flower. My beautiful.

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The taste never waste her time Justify Spanish Fly College girl juicy She will mix you like paste What to predict The terror reacts Good taste change it bad Tantalizing So pursuing Never ever sunrise She comes For U Celeste The rank ruling Mark her Masquerade Edible bites food Bra push up- parade Pushed you down Celeste Wears it tasty frown Secretly confided When the sun goes down The time share Who shares The Celeste moon collided She-wolf The mix he gets a taste Vampire *** Whole in one Gulf of Mexico Mr. Rocco Hot and spicy foods she will burn you Taco Meat Million layers of layers of her moon runners Her Madly loves The Mediterranean Kiss the floor she walks on Villa Blue sky Eats so high Tower-food shot Godzilla Cremeolla Write me Mozilla Salads cheese Mozarella Saint Gennaro Feast sticks like her Stucco Do one's best The Budapest The Monk Please the temptation Celeste All blessed Self-interest Please don't bring junk Resisting arrest She loves her armrest What about his Iron fist O- Bloodwork B- The Hood-Wink Going Northwest His talk stinks Columbus You know Polaris Mall the best All taste Food Monolopy Polly crackers Dismal never happy Brie taste of lies Cukoo nest Never rest Eucalypti Italy Syrupy Say Hi Valentine Wii Wee She La femme French Hi and kiss

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May 11, 2018

May 11, 2018 at 10:40 AM UTC

robinHelloRow

Celeste Never-ever Taste

The taste never waste her time Justify Spanish Fly College girl juicy She will mix you like paste What to predict The terror reacts Good taste change it bad Tantalizing So pursuing Never ever sunrise She comes For U Celeste The rank ruling Mark her Masquerade Edible bites food Bra push up- parade Pushed you down Celeste Wears it tasty frown Secretly confided When the sun goes down The time share Who shares The Celeste moon collided She-wolf The mix he gets a taste Vampire *** Whole in one Gulf of Mexico Mr. Rocco Hot and spicy foods she will burn you Taco Meat Million layers of layers of her moon runners Her Madly loves The Mediterranean Kiss the floor she walks on Villa Blue sky Eats so high Tower-food shot Godzilla Cremeolla Write me Mozilla Salads cheese Mozarella Saint Gennaro Feast sticks like her Stucco Do one's best The Budapest The Monk Please the temptation Celeste All blessed Self-interest Please don't bring junk Resisting arrest She loves her armrest What about his Iron fist O- Bloodwork B- The Hood-Wink Going Northwest His talk stinks Columbus You know Polaris Mall the best All taste Food Monolopy Polly crackers Dismal never happy Brie taste of lies Cukoo nest Never rest Eucalypti Italy Syrupy Say Hi Valentine Wii Wee She La femme French Hi and kiss

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I like the way your shirt creases light blue and ironed when you stretch on the other side of the room in the chair that points you at the crisp velvet of 7:07 PM Wisconsin Time Carefully selected as a reminder of your apathy and perhaps the added bonus of the inverse image in the window But every so often you filch a glimpse over your arm and I can’t help but wonder how you don’t see the stark contrast between us: You, with your formal gray thermos and perpetually opened word processor single spaced Me, with my pockets full of crumpled receipts and empty medication bottles My posture My teeth My unwashed gym shoes

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Feb 22, 2017

Feb 22, 2017 at 2:19 PM UTC

celeste-mcguire

The Stark Contrast Between Us

I like the way your shirt creases light blue and ironed when you stretch on the other side of the room in the chair that points you at the crisp velvet of 7:07 PM Wisconsin Time Carefully selected as a reminder of your apathy and perhaps the added bonus of the inverse image in the window But every so often you filch a glimpse over your arm and I can’t help but wonder how you don’t see the stark contrast between us: You, with your formal gray thermos and perpetually opened word processor single spaced Me, with my pockets full of crumpled receipts and empty medication bottles My posture My teeth My unwashed gym shoes

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On alabaster ear lobes Were two white pearls, And to the sweet Marie Celeste, Would sing the joys of the world. She was born in June. Loved to dance. It's quite tragic, really, That she was on that ship, The one called the Marie Celeste. A mystery never resolved, you see. The pearls whispered the joys of the world, But they never whispered the joys of the sea. Pearls do not lie, but sing On the lobes of an odd thing, White pearls on white lobes, Marie Celeste would only wear white robes. The summer months were not enjoyable, Marie Celeste hated the heat. She was always the one who asked the questions, And the one who died at sea. If by chance, when under water, You find a pair of dusty pearls, Will they still sing, I wonder, The joys of the whole wide world?

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Apr 19, 2015

Apr 19, 2015 at 12:10 PM UTC

marie-chantal

White Pearls

On alabaster ear lobes Were two white pearls, And to the sweet Marie Celeste, Would sing the joys of the world. She was born in June. Loved to dance. It's quite tragic, really, That she was on that ship, The one called the Marie Celeste. A mystery never resolved, you see. The pearls whispered the joys of the world, But they never whispered the joys of the sea. Pearls do not lie, but sing On the lobes of an odd thing, White pearls on white lobes, Marie Celeste would only wear white robes. The summer months were not enjoyable, Marie Celeste hated the heat. She was always the one who asked the questions, And the one who died at sea. If by chance, when under water, You find a pair of dusty pearls, Will they still sing, I wonder, The joys of the whole wide world?

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