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English Jam Jun 1
Lips a shade of red so deep it ***** all the attention in the room to her
Legs that trump the very air she breathes
Hair dangling in a fashionable mess
Jacket hanging on her shoulder in true rebel style, voice crackly and relatable
Eyes a window into her harlequin soul, coloured in glass-like turquoise as enriching as the foam of oceans
And when she smiles at me, she gives off the impression that I've  
made her day by looking at her
But she's made my day just by existing
She's chaos unfurling into beauty
I am but a humble star gazer, and she is as astronomical as a nebula on the verge of becoming a fierce star
Who knows when the cliche metaphors to describe her will end?
She's indescribable
A neat lil Beach Boys-e texture there, ey?
Corey Oct 8
Its easy to ***** a smile
even that will go a mile
picking them off of the ground
there will be no reason to frown

Its easy to sit and stare
your judgement will go no where

its easier to love than hate
for most people that's their mistake
its time to open our hearts  
respecting everyone is a start
Entangled in your stare  
my brimstone breathes inferno  
desire digs her sharpened tooth  
slowly marking every ideal curve  

necklines lure seduction  
lighting little fires along my way  
gripping tight at taught inflections  
intentions nibble as you sway  

scorched names scream at heightened senses  
lying ***** upon our souls  
truths arise then settle in  
we're losing but all control  
find me in her fluid  
absorbed with a sweet sweet glow  
sanguine complexion of authenticity  
brimming from an all night show
cait-cait Jun 18
im there when you want to
rip out your
hair and scream ,

knees on the floor, your face is
in my hands  .

there seems to be glass everywhere
you look
you're crying ,

you can see it.

i dont know who told you i was dangerous --

i can only be so kind .
who has ever thought about how i feel?

when i was little my mom had this vanity that was covered in mirrors and then draped with a cloth, and i have memories of trying to pull the cloth off to see the full thing, and also memories of being on her bed and being able to see myself where there were slits.
Robin Lemmen Jul 13
There is art
In your heart
Painting pictures
When I lay
My head down on your chest

There are songs in your eyes
Singing lullabies
When you hover
Pin me down
With your stare

There is a poem
On the tip
Of your tong
I taste it
When I kiss you

You are tortured
My jaded lover
I hear it
When you won't talk
ryn Nov 2014
I've stared...
Longingly forever into you
You'd stare back but you never really knew
Hands of hours, minutes and seconds I've shook
All the time I've carelessly took

I've witnessed...
That etched on each one, that amazing smile
A crutch forged of sunrays that had carried me many a mile
It's all that I have to know of you
In this endless chase I've sought to pursue

I've envisioned...
Different ways you'd wear your crown
Various trimmings on lavish gowns
Smitten by the way you sport your paint
The nectarous song sung in your gait ever so faint

I've imagined...
The addictive rise and fall of your every breath
Bringing me back to life after every death
Pulses of sweet nothings that never did ebb
Ensnaring my heart with your silk spun web

I've believed...
You are the queen of my future tale untold
I've felt it so real like verses written in bold
But I've awakened from slumber into terrifying reality
Pains me to realise that you're nothing but
A Sad Alex Aug 20
Stare into my eyes
Deeply and sweetly
Fall prey to my gaze
They are yours for the taking
Lose yourself in them.

Gaze into my eyes
Green like emerald gems
Brave the secrets of my mind
Take me and make me yours
Be with me until time stops

Peer into my eyes
As you would into a lake
See yourself reflected upon them
They give you joy and sorrow
And they will do so
Until you run out of days...

Obsess over my eyes
They haunt your thoughts
You can´t live without them
As they take root on your soul
And nurture you back from the dead
You need them
You cannot stop...
You need to see them…
Like ghosts they haunt you,
Like spectres they pursue
They won´t leave you be…
They will hunt you like wolves
So stay right here, with me...
And watch them
Let the pain go all away
Just watch them, again and again
And again, and again
Until infinity…
I like to go back to my poems and see if I can make them better, at least in my opinion, but maybe there are people who enjoy the previous editions, so I´m posting both
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