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 Feb 2013 WordWerks
Hope Hiding
You never realize how
Dark the night is
Until some one snuffs out
Your candle.

And you have to
***** around in the dark
For some matches.

You swear you put them
Next to the coffee machine,
But it doesn't matter now.

That flame
Can not
Be relit,
No matter how hard
You try.

You must find
Another source of light,
Something more reliable.

A flashlight perhaps.

But one day
That will be snuffed out too.
Not even batteries
Last
Forever.
 Feb 2013 WordWerks
Harley Rae
"Your hair smells so good", you sighed, as I covered your face in a veil of my faded chocolate brown locks. The scent was Juicy Couture and cheap cigarettes

      It was a smell hard to enjoy by most, yet you had an easy smile on your face as I shifted my weight around to tickle your face with my hair. I sat straddling your hips and hovering over your small torso; admiring things about your face most don't notice and only finding beauty in each imperfection.

     You told me you loved the way I smelled after I questioned your adoration for my scent. You revealed that you enjoyed wearing a sweater I had borrowed from you simply because it smelled of me; and that you were saddened when it was soiled.

     I smiled the way I always do when sweet words tumble from your even sweeter lips.


     I had woken up alone that morning, like most other times I spent my nights in your bed, and hated it more, and more each time I had to wake up without you. It wasn't until late afternoon that you arrived at the place you call home and greeted me.

     We smoked together in your bedroom, the place I am more comfortable than anywhere else, and after a moment you removed yourself from the floor, and laid to rest on your bed. Wanting nothing more than to lie close to you, I seized the moment before it passed and asked you to make room for me next to you.

     We laid in bed for what passed like seconds, but lasted hours. We drifted in and out of sleep as I rest my head on your arm, taking in your scent with every breath.

I doubt I would be successful if I tried to describe your scent with words. Your scent to me is more than what words could only make it seem; I can only describe it with emotions and experiences.

Your scent is that of late night laughter with our old friends, new friends, and people we hardly know.
It is the scent of Friday mornings spent in bed, blissful love making, cigarettes, and a loved sweater.
It's what I wouldn't mind waking up to each morning, or falling asleep to each night.
It is the scent of old memories, and new ones to come.

And it is the very one that I adore most.
 Feb 2013 WordWerks
John
Your pain is something you wear
Strapped
Pinned
Stapled
Nailed
To your chest

You can't hide it
There's no use
Why would you try to tuck away something so
Gratuitous
Toxic
******
And
Beautiful?

It's too big to hide under your bed
Too shiny to hide in your dark corners
Too smart for you to try to convince it that it doesn't existence

So you're stuck with it
And since you're stuck with it
You wear it
Wear it like the Badge of Courage it is
Like the Medal of Honor you earned
Like the Nobel Peace Prize you worked so hard Just to say
That you finally made it
 Feb 2013 WordWerks
Ray
Desire
 Feb 2013 WordWerks
Ray
I love the toothless grin you give

when I slide on top

or the way your lips keep reaching out

even after I've broken from their grasp

and that noise you can no longer hold back

when my tongue meets your neck

and trails down to the prize
 Feb 2013 WordWerks
Annie Young
I found the box that I used
To keep your old letters in.
Hidden in the darkest corner,
Lingering to once again be found.
Dare I read the once familiar words
Of a person I no longer know?
My fingers fumbled clumsily through
As I decided which paper to unearth.
My eyes caught glimpses of
Familiar figures,
Animated animals, clever lettering,
The nicknames I answered to only by you.
I picked up one letter,
Slowly unfolding the lovingly worn edges
To expose the tender-hearted words.
Reading, smiling, laughing,
I enjoyed discovering the blissful memories
That stayed lurking in the back of my mind.
My heart began to murmur as I recalled your voice
Almost as if you were reading right beside me.
Images of a past that once was present,
Fluttering clips that flash past my eyes.
Murmuring heart, beating too fast.
I refolded the paper and laid it to rest,
Quietly sleeping until its next escape.
 Feb 2013 WordWerks
Ray
Its 2am
Tuesday morning
I should be sleeping
But instead I'm curled up In bed
Feet high above my head
Smiling at the texts you've sent me

And an overwhelming warmth
Rushes over me
Like the sea kissing the shoreline
When I'm thinking of you
Your smile, golden brown eyes, durden-esque hair
The way your laughter fills the air

And when I'm with you
Really with you
That's when the fireworks inside my chest ignite
And with every kiss I'm left to decide
If I want to breathe
Or indulge myself a little more
 Feb 2013 WordWerks
Ray
Moan
 Feb 2013 WordWerks
Ray
I'm his baby girl
curled up in his arms
kissing his lips,
his cheeks
his neck
down
down
past his chest
anticipating
down
down
past pant lines
see he's up
zipper down
down
till I've got him
wrapped around my tongue
baby girl?
no
I'm your *****
now moan
 Feb 2013 WordWerks
Ray
It's A Shame
 Feb 2013 WordWerks
Ray
I feel ***** when you call out my name
it's a shame
'cause you make me ***
but you can't make my heart race
and you kiss me hard
but you don't leave me breathless
you can stroke my cheek
but it won't make my hair raise

'cause at the end of the day
when you cry out my name
all I'll say is it's a shame
that I can't love you the same
 Feb 2013 WordWerks
Ray
Softy
 Feb 2013 WordWerks
Ray
You're better than the first rain of spring
sent to quench the worn soil
better than my first memory
or my fathers smile
you're better than the song of every bird I've ever heard
every book I've ever read
or dream I've ever dreamt
You're the best thing in my world
and every second with you
is the best moment of my life
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