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"intwine" poems
.                               When a                        twister a-twist                    ing will twist him a                    twist, • For the twist                      ing his twist,  he                      three times  doth                      intwist; • But if o                      ne of the the twi                      nes of the twist d                      o untwist, • The t                      wine that untwist                      eth untwisteth th                      e twist. • Untwirli                      ng the twine that                      untwisteth betwe                      en,• He twists wit                      h the twister the t          wo in a twine;       • Then twice    having twisted the  twines of the twine,     • He twisteth the   twine  he had twined     in twain.• The  tw   ain that  in  twining        before in the tw   ine • As twined we           re intwisted he  now doth intwine
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Aug 12, 2015
Aug 12, 2015 at 3:40 PM UTC
Tongue Twister
A rocking chair for two to share upon the porch we built with lemonade and hair in braid and kisses without guilt The bullfrogs song moves night along as stars in heaven play and you intwine your hand in mine melting my cares away The setting sun where wild deers run marks soft the end of day you touch my face with gentle grace and drive all doubts away The night floats in on silent wings the cool night air now cold so come now bed my angel said this day has grown so old Remember though before we go to make it widely known the rocking chair is ours to share and ours my love alone
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Dec 15, 2012
Dec 15, 2012 at 1:55 PM UTC
Rock a bye Baby
She doesn't have many friends but she's okay with it. She always thought she needed somebody to fill the blank space in her life, wanted somebody's fingers to perfectly intwine with her's. She looked  everywhere  for him but couldn't  find him, what is the definition of the ideal man for her ? Well she herself doesn't know. Being an aesthete has made her realise  that the moon and the nature are her only companions. No matter how good or bad things are  they will always listen to her and the glistening light of the moon  somehow calms the thunderstorm of her  heart. The moon made her realise that the happiness that she's trying to look for is already there all she has to do is love herself a little more and he also made her realise that it's not necessary for a man to hold her hand and make her realise her worth sometimes holding on to somebody can suffocate you. When she cannot find and love herself, nature caresses her in unexpressible ways like the wind  kisses and holds her hand whenever she's  in turmoil, the grass let's her  breathe the freshness of life whenever she walks barefoot on it,  she forgets about all her worries for a little while when she hugs a tree and the tree makes her feel loved by shedding a few leaves on her arrival , the way the waves touch her feet makes her realise  that it's not that hard to let go of things that have held her back, chained her thoughts with fear and regret. Now she is happy with everything that she has and this has made her fall freely in her own arms.
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Dec 7, 2016
Dec 7, 2016 at 11:01 AM UTC
An aesthete
She doesn't have many friends but she's okay with it. She always thought she needed somebody to fill the blank space in her life, wanted somebody's fingers to perfectly intwine with her's. She looked  everywhere  for him but couldn't  find him, what is the definition of the ideal man for her ? Well she herself doesn't know. Being an aesthete has made her realise  that the moon and the nature are her only companions. No matter how good or bad things are  they will always listen to her and the glistening light of the moon  somehow calms the thunderstorm of her  heart. The moon made her realise that the happiness that she's trying to look for is already there all she has to do is love herself a little more and he also made her realise that it's not necessary for a man to hold her hand and make her realise her worth sometimes holding on to somebody can suffocate you. When she cannot find and love herself, nature caresses her in unexpressible ways like the wind  kisses and holds her hand whenever she's  in turmoil, the grass let's her  breathe the freshness of life whenever she walks barefoot on it,  she forgets about all her worries for a little while when she hugs a tree and the tree makes her feel loved by shedding a few leaves on her arrival , the way the waves touch her feet makes her realise  that it's not that hard to let go of things that have held her back, chained her thoughts with fear and regret. Now she is happy with everything that she has and this has made her fall freely in her own arms.
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Mirror of my soul Love, for whom the bells of my heart toll How can I make you understand, I'd swim the widest ocean, just to hold your hand Though we were together for such a short while My heart still shines remembering your smile The sound of you saying my name so sweet The way you touched me when we would meet The feel of your body against mine In great love we would intwine But like a thief in the night you slipped away Leaving only sweet memories to fill my days
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Apr 13, 2016
Apr 13, 2016 at 7:07 AM UTC
Thief
Thinking of you makes me numb. As if my cloth-less body lays there, in iced water.   But in time the water becomes hot Having the warmth in my heart catching up with my thoughts of you, having it run through every nerve in my body submerging with the feelings of my insides, and the physical attributes of the outside. While I soak up the water, I remember of how wet you made me. How your fingers were surf boards and I to you, was the ocean, waiting on a tidal wave. Your lips gave me comfort like a beach breeze climbing over me as you rolled on top. But that was just the beginning. Your body and mine intwine into one and suddleny I'm not alone anymore. We are one. Your strokes like waves and my arches like the ends. Put together is almost amazing and endangering at the same time. The water is falling. I'm almost to my end but you aren't nearly finished. Our eyes trace back to one an others and we stare for a while. Your eyes like the moon and a smile like the sun. So painful yet so beautiful but you have no idea of it. Too bad this is just my emotions running around and drawing pictures of what things would've been like. Of what it would've been like if sand didn't disappear into the air. Of what it would've been like If you never left.
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Feb 21, 2017
Feb 21, 2017 at 11:51 AM UTC
Imaginative Waves.
We write our love with a disguised passion, we write it with touches of lust and desire. That's the kind of love I never expected I would find, the kind of love that feels like mine. And honestly, only mine. I told you that, I'm yours you're mine. We are a mixture of all the sins and the love in all kinds. Our love is like an ocean in a storm, the waves crash down hard and the tide breaks on the shoreline. The raindrops falling like sharp knives that intwine with the salty water that moves with such an aggressive strength. But after all it's the most beautiful scene I've ever seen.
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Aug 29, 2013
Aug 29, 2013 at 4:00 PM UTC
Our love
Come and join us You will fit in well Our minds intwine We are all of a kind. Let's make plans And lets shake hands Together we get on fine. So welcome to the Club. You have a face that fits So stay within our circle Together we all click.
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Aug 15, 2019
Aug 15, 2019 at 7:39 AM UTC
The circle.
I shut my eyes to a world of fire I drink and I roll the dice I say make me forget that I feel dire Come and be close push against my spine let my willingness arose let my vines intwine your wholesomeness, my overdose let's become the fine line Between ecstasy and that which is not meant to be I fed on you like on a juicy dragon fruit Reach into what the wild one brings our senses sharp and acute I spread my wings Turn each other into creatures of the flame my hands how they claw at your skin don't hesitate, there's nothing to tame and nothing this true could ever be a sin
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Sep 8, 2018
Sep 8, 2018 at 7:13 PM UTC
Dragonflight
i find solace not in the way you embrace me or how your fingers intwine with mine perfectly but with how words tumble from my lips and bleed onto parchment mottled with blue ink
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Feb 16, 2015
Feb 16, 2015 at 10:08 AM UTC
ultramarine
She inhales a huge chunk of the chemically bitter white gram, Shouts 'I said GOD DAAAAMNMM! GODANM' in the woman’s toilet, The women snare at her and she beams a grin as she wipes her nostrils clean, She strolls back to the same uncomfortable silence she had originally left, A man with a face like a slapped *** and small crabby eyes stares at her, He lights a cigarette and continues to ask her questions about Mr Wallace, She angelically takes a sip out of her £5 dollar milkshake, An announcement storms the room “JACK RABBIT TWIST CONTEST” She glares at him with an excited smug expression, The man profusely refuses, She pulls at the chance and says “I want to dance, and I want to win a trophy” She centres the room with her bold presence, Introduces herself and the man to the audience, Chucky Berry 'You never can tell' dawns the room, She strikes a mixture of aristocrats dance poses, He follows along whilst wiggling his legs and arms, She twirls and moves closer to him, She spins and rocks the swimmer move, Thrusting her chest towards him, He drops into the mash-potato dance She shakes her *** and struts her feet, He jiggles into faster swings and sways his hips, Captivated by her flow and energy, She becomes entranced by his charisma, The two intwine like a wreath of flowers, She devours him with her blood shot eyes The song comes to an end, The crowd roar with excitement, She beams at him with pride, He shyly smiles and bows down with Mia Wallace
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Jun 4, 2021
Jun 4, 2021 at 5:09 AM UTC
Mia Wallace- Pulp Fiction
She inhales a huge chunk of the chemically bitter white gram, Shouts 'I said GOD DAAAAMNMM! GODANM' in the woman’s toilet, The women snare at her and she beams a grin as she wipes her nostrils clean, She strolls back to the same uncomfortable silence she had originally left, A man with a face like a slapped *** and small crabby eyes stares at her, He lights a cigarette and continues to ask her questions about Mr Wallace, She angelically takes a sip out of her £5 dollar milkshake, An announcement storms the room “JACK RABBIT TWIST CONTEST” She glares at him with an excited smug expression, The man profusely refuses, She pulls at the chance and says “I want to dance, and I want to win a trophy” She centres the room with her bold presence, Introduces herself and the man to the audience, Chucky Berry 'You never can tell' dawns the room, She strikes a mixture of aristocrats dance poses, He follows along whilst wiggling his legs and arms, She twirls and moves closer to him, She spins and rocks the swimmer move, Thrusting her chest towards him, He drops into the mash-potato dance She shakes her *** and struts her feet, He jiggles into faster swings and sways his hips, Captivated by her flow and energy, She becomes entranced by his charisma, The two intwine like a wreath of flowers, She devours him with her blood shot eyes The song comes to an end, The crowd roar with excitement, She beams at him with pride, He shyly smiles and bows down with Mia Wallace
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A bright ornament round and sacred hangs in sky by name of sun. Its strong rays etching into clouds divine to quench morning eyes. Birds carry its colorful hues on wings spread. Moments intwine with breath infused sunlight to envision dreams. Sun waves in rays of warmth to hug a wander An awake one who connects to the overseer of light that has a heartbeat if one listens. Air catches its glimmer bringing down light to enhance a soul. One who, dances, romances, runs, falls, cries and ponders preparing to rising. Who lives for an experienced sandwiched between Earth and Sky. A being who wears a temporary human costume, before taking off to drift closer to sun and its precious universe that waits to welcome traveler home.
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Dec 27, 2017
Dec 27, 2017 at 9:41 AM UTC
Sun Grand Sun
And without you I'd be blue, Dead in the face staring onto You, With your eyes so pale deeper than my soul, You are the one, my embodied whole. Kissing my lips across the crevass of your wings, I'd tell you my secrets if only you could keep it, Flowing down into sequenced eyes, The arms that have held you i truly despise. Many of times I've died alone, But you make this interminable coffin feel like a home. Down inside the silk of your skin, You're my happiness, You're my sin. Cascading down in that intoxicating grin, The devil in You, Let. Me. In. You are my nature, Pure and Devine, Into your heart I, intwine. Flowing down into your fragile wings, Who knew the color of my life with  would be a pale quiet queen.
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Jun 4, 2017
Jun 4, 2017 at 9:24 PM UTC
Pale Butterflies
A time in my life I just want to pause A mile I could walk just because a memory saved deep in my mind A life without you i'd rather not find A smile on my face when I open my eyes Our bodies intwine, our legs tie Your breath warming my face I kiss your lips, I'm addicted to the taste "Good morning beautiful" everyday Your the only one I want to forever stay I love you baby with all my heart My beautiful queen its our life to start
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Sep 11, 2013
Sep 11, 2013 at 8:51 AM UTC
My life as it is
Your face was fresh and exuberated new, Your voice as pure as morning dew, Holding your hand with our fingers intwine, Feeling a knot with beautiful sinew.
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Oct 30, 2015
Oct 30, 2015 at 8:15 AM UTC
Clear Blue
love is in the air, couples everywhere would you be a dear *calm me down, when I'm upset hold me down, when I'm too hyped* would you be there when I need you seeing the sunset makes me wonder what it would be like being here with you would it be special would it be different or would it be dreamy A dream come true, hold me close, I wanna feel your warmth I'll hold your hand, intwine our fingers and together we'll walk walk down this path this path full of trials and destined fate
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Feb 14, 2014
Feb 14, 2014 at 10:45 AM UTC
Dear you
Today you are loved. Tomorrow will be a question. Furthermore, where was this relationship destined? Is okay to hold your hand. Intwine my fingers. Act as if I don’t feel your wedding band. In this moment you are mine But only for an hour or two You must run off, act straight But if only he really knew. You love me more than just a friend You can pretend not to be gay But you know what to do. As if it’s nothing new. This bond that we both share Has you questioning yourself. Beware my love is irresistible To much time with me Starts to be conditional. It’s not to late. I know the pace to every second when your hearts starts to race. To be in love is not a mistake. But to hide who you really are is a risk. Is that something You are willing to take?
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Feb 15, 2019
Feb 15, 2019 at 4:00 AM UTC
She doesn’t love you.
Get up and grind through time the mind in and out intwine the mind ablaze a puff of rays a smoke I praise Omega, go ahead and poke Broke, "loc" but just for today, NOT for Alpha Has guided my ways, these days our family still Finds a way so we grind till the dollar bills turns to rays. Vaporized by emotion, commotion Vaporized by the endless need to consume. To regrow too, to leave our imprint so they know once we were here, can they hear? Thoughts in the grind, a trance that it sears like fire and the infernos that touch as I move for the currency harden my skin and thy emotion 'till dreams path cleanse again and I know I awake to God here again. Guiding my ways so I fear not destruction, cause in fires defeat I learn something, those ways that are shown take me there then taking me home where I learn from my Lord, Omega marching to Heavens door oh' how I adore the days again I praise thy Lord knows my ways, my ****** BLASPHEMIES ways. Again I march as I pray, take me where I need to be in fires or in ice, freeze, in space where a black hole tarnishes my face, now my mind bleeds and recedes back to you, Omega I know one day there will be proof, but will that be enough for some minding their truths. Conquering the dollar. Conquering the land. There is truth being brought by you so take my hand. As I grind through time the, endless march till destruction, picking up my loot as I go praising my Lord in my consumption.
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Feb 22, 2016
Feb 22, 2016 at 12:39 PM UTC
Grinding Through
Do Not Look Down. Just close your eyes and Jump off of this cliff of hurt and despair. Let us dissolve on our way into the depth. Leaving only our hearts and souls to remain. To intwine with the river's peace and the autumn's life. We can leave the world for just a brief respite. Together. Breathing for the first time in What seems like an eternity of holding Our breath. Smile together In just our short period of perfect bliss. Open your heart to the fall, because your Faith and your Trust, will make you soon Discover that you are flying away with me, into our valley. Look over as we float, fly,into our valley. Holding our hands tight. With Love. With Fear. And as we land, softly in our serene Glen, you'll glance over, and our Hands are still wrapped tight, but the Fear, is replaced with Wonder and Love. And we grow together, in our little Paradise. And there is only us. Melting away in our little valley.
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Mar 24, 2014
Mar 24, 2014 at 3:26 AM UTC
Our Own Little Valley
Trace the line of your body with mine Hold me close and let our fingers intwine Burn the sun for me let's see who we'll be Block out the smoke from my mind Trace the line of your body mine Make me forgot but want to rewind Give me wings To fly in rings Block out the smoke from my mind Trace the line of your body with mine Give me nations in palm of your hands let me see bright new lands In your eyes Watch me slowly falling But you get me to be walking Block out the smoke from my mind So trace the line if your body with mine I'll lose my bruises We'll be the muses To Block out the smoke from our minds
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Jun 26, 2014
Jun 26, 2014 at 2:25 PM UTC
Untitled
Poverty is it's own madness with mirrors that cannot hold the envy of those who desire the wealth of others or conform ideas of righteousness to mask unlawful actions that rebels others to intwine within dangerous degrees of harm for poverty a design of greed is not an excuse or tool to used among mortal thiefs in any form
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Jul 1, 2017
Jul 1, 2017 at 6:35 PM UTC
Mortal thiefs