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 Aug 2013 ---
The New Kestrel
Whats the difference?
Besides an extreme pleasure coming from below...
There's squeaky springs, And some like it.
Two or more people are involved (The more, the merrier)!
At least mostof the time. I guess you could be alone...

There is a lot of sweat and going up and down...
Up... and down...
Up... and down
Forcefully...
Heh, you're imagining now aren't you!?
If you are, then this worked, but I'm not done...

The screams and tricks you can do.
So many fun tricks!
Ones that make you feel like you're flying
Or maybe make you bump your head and begin to moan.

And then your stomach drops and you feel the rush.
The high point.
A certain ******. if you will.

So really, what is the difference between *** and trampolines?
Other than an ****** of course...
My first attempt at a humorous poem. And i bet the title got your attention...
 Aug 2013 ---
The New Kestrel
Twenty years from now, I'll look back
And see a smile on your face.
A sweet one, A comical one, And a hungry one.
Nothing will stop me from remembering your sweet words;
Remembering your lips on my skin;
Remembering your pulse in the palm of my hand.

How annoyed you get when I'm talking about your Christmas present
Without giving hints.
And how angry you were when I wouldn't delete the picture,
Then felt guilty when I said I would.

And in the twenty years between now and then,
Hopefully you will be by my side.
Every step of the way. Through every fight,
Secret, and unexpected photograph.
Every decision, uncomfortable silence,
And chalk drawing of my emotions.

I love you.
Forever and always.
Happy four months, Honey bunny. ;)
 Aug 2013 ---
Nick Burgess
Much
 Aug 2013 ---
Nick Burgess
I think too much and
If I drank at all
I’d drink too much

I cry too much
And I lie too much
Sadly wishing I’d die too much

I love too much and
I hate too much
Wishing you would stay….


Too much
 Aug 2013 ---
The New Kestrel
Time.
We need more time;
No sleepy eyes or scratchy contact lenses.
No interruptions or pain.
No curfews or plans for the next day.

I want to feel your skin under my fingertips
And kiss you until you shake.
I want to fall asleep on your shoulder
And (supposedly) murmur in my slumber.
I want to wake up to find you looking into my eyes,
A soft smile illuminating your face.
And I want to be able to say,
"Good morning, love."
Without it being a digital message.

I love you.

Sweetie, Dear, Honey Bunny.
I always will.
And I will dream of the day when
My wishes come true.
 Aug 2013 ---
maybella snow
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 Aug 2013 ---
The New Kestrel
Today as I worked my *** off,
I had ear-buds in.
Blasting bass and screams into my ear
With every song.
And I heard one that i knew by heart.

And it reminded me
How lucky I am to have you.
 Aug 2013 ---
The New Kestrel
Scream
 Aug 2013 ---
The New Kestrel
ijustwanttoscreamandcrywithoutbeingheard
 Aug 2013 ---
The New Kestrel
Empty
 Aug 2013 ---
The New Kestrel
I don't know what to say...
My mind is blank;
My heart is numb.
I nearly forgot I had them.
 Aug 2013 ---
Carly K
Defiant
 Aug 2013 ---
Carly K
A tree dangles her leaves
green and lush
shadowing the earth with warmth, lust.
Her beauty stretching, climbing,
towering, yet elegant.
Passionate, her space is her own
her roots, she holds
tight, nurturing.
She dances to the sound of leaves rustling
and sways to a pleasant breeze.
Care - free, vibrant,
young, but knows all
much to endure.
Too strong to fall.
 Aug 2013 ---
maybella snow
these are all just
my unedited thoughts
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