#infatuate - Hello Poetry

Much than the stars infatuate at nights Does her dark skin through the lattice of her top We bereave the nights Instead we sneak peak under the sun There ,she achieves utmost pitch in giggles I trail ,fall and then fail

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Feb 17, 2019

Feb 17, 2019 at 10:41 AM UTC

Bohemian_

The Personified Mornings

Much than the stars infatuate at nights Does her dark skin through the lattice of her top We bereave the nights Instead we sneak peak under the sun There ,she achieves utmost pitch in giggles I trail ,fall and then fail

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A flower girl tried to sell me a flower picked from my own garden a thin starving guttersnipe dressed so dour my seldom emphatic heart granted my pardon I gave her a tenner for the red rose and told her to "keep the change" she, now the subject of my next poetic prose about the girl who makes my heart feel strange

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Oct 2, 2018

Oct 2, 2018 at 3:14 PM UTC

EvilShredder

Flower Girl

A flower girl tried to sell me a flower picked from my own garden a thin starving guttersnipe dressed so dour my seldom emphatic heart granted my pardon I gave her a tenner for the red rose and told her to "keep the change" she, now the subject of my next poetic prose about the girl who makes my heart feel strange

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i see you looking at me, smiling at me; i see you everywhere. no, i'm not hallucinating. you're just on my mind thinking of how you look like so vivid like it's real.

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Jun 10, 2015

Jun 10, 2015 at 1:12 PM UTC

cinderiya

1:10 am

i see you looking at me, smiling at me; i see you everywhere. no, i'm not hallucinating. you're just on my mind thinking of how you look like so vivid like it's real.

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