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"kissmas" poems
I burn without a flame, I glow without a light, I speak in silent whispers, and vanish with the night. In one I’m soft, in two I soar, In many, I can make hearts roar. I stand within the darkness, yet never cast a shade, I bind the soul in silence, though never am I made. I carry no true body, yet fill the air with fire, A fleeting touch, a fleeting wish, that never shall expire. I am both bold and tender, a gift that can’t be seen, I form with just a glance, and fade where I have been. I dwell where time stands still, and yet, I freely flow, A secret shared between us—do you know where I go?
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Dec 26, 2024
Dec 26, 2024 at 5:15 AM UTC
jamil-hussain
A Kissmas Riddle
I burn without a flame, I glow without a light, I speak in silent whispers, and vanish with the night. In one I’m soft, in two I soar, In many, I can make hearts roar. I stand within the darkness, yet never cast a shade, I bind the soul in silence, though never am I made. I carry no true body, yet fill the air with fire, A fleeting touch, a fleeting wish, that never shall expire. I am both bold and tender, a gift that can’t be seen, I form with just a glance, and fade where I have been. I dwell where time stands still, and yet, I freely flow, A secret shared between us—do you know where I go?
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hair curled mascara clumped beyond belief deep brown eyes practically closing turquoise polo horse in the corner fake crystalline necklace dark blue knee skirt ***** white tights too big flats the cusp of eleven years old going to her first concert philip philips austin mahone owl city kissmas bash dancing singing crowded souls bladder filling up desperately searching for relief wandering aimlessly alone relief at last walking back pep in her step alone hands grip her sides big hands looking up burly bear stranger "shush, little one," bear whispers, "it's alright." so she does confusion spreads through her eleven years old exposed shattered never the same big bear got away completely okay while goldilocks breaking down forever
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Apr 5, 2019
Apr 5, 2019 at 8:41 AM UTC
lisamw
bear
hair curled mascara clumped beyond belief deep brown eyes practically closing turquoise polo horse in the corner fake crystalline necklace dark blue knee skirt ***** white tights too big flats the cusp of eleven years old going to her first concert philip philips austin mahone owl city kissmas bash dancing singing crowded souls bladder filling up desperately searching for relief wandering aimlessly alone relief at last walking back pep in her step alone hands grip her sides big hands looking up burly bear stranger "shush, little one," bear whispers, "it's alright." so she does confusion spreads through her eleven years old exposed shattered never the same big bear got away completely okay while goldilocks breaking down forever
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