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I love the way he looks at me
every time his heart feels
the night's embrace.
And my body desires to dance for him
until morning falls
upon his face

I watch him drink each hour
from a cup of moonlight ecstasy.
While my hands touch his skin
as a breeze...........
that whispers me.

The morning finds me holding on
to a cup
of memories.
My heart drinks them in
as Dawn.....
kisses me.

Copyright @2014  - Neva Flores Smith
I found it very hard to write a poem like this when I am not in love and it is not about anyone.....but I tried.
Rattle my bones
unhinge my nerves
espresso
morning
day
and night
Flowing through my veins
static electricity
oh Coffee,
you get the better of me
My own addiction
right to the core
keeps me up
all hours of the
Dawn
and Dusk
of my ******
capabilities
Oh, Coffee,
you unhinge me.
© 2014 by Jazzelle Monae. All rights reserved.
 Apr 2014 TinaMarie
PrttyBrd
Stale air crosses the lips of past love
Time has turned the sweet; repugnant
Until the heart flutters again in hope,
Veiled emotion builds a wall
Weathered by time, or crumbled by loves successor
ABC style.

copyright©PrttyBrd 01/06/2010
 Apr 2014 TinaMarie
martin
streams of consciousness
thoughts distill to lifetimes lost
water under bridge
Rest these weary thoughts away
The ones that knock
The ones that stay
The ones that lurk until it's night
Creep and crawl until it's bright
The sun, it shatters the reverie
Of sleepless dreams that never flee
They wait at bay, inching, itching
Etching, scratching,
clawing, stitching
When at night and all alone
They hit the ball, run it home
Leaving bags under your eyes
Thoughts annoy, like summer flies
No sleep, again
A rerun that will never end.
© 2014 by Jazzelle Monae. All rights reserved.
 Apr 2014 TinaMarie
Jack
Every song my heart sings,
the melody is always you
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