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 May 5 Sakshi Balla
Styles
In the heart of the bustling city, where the neon lights danced and the streets pulsed with life, there was a young woman named Emily. She moved with an effortless grace, her laughter echoing through the crowded sidewalks. To those who knew her, Emily was a free spirit, always seeking adventure and excitement.

It was on one such evening that she caught the eye of Michael, a writer who frequented the local cafe where Emily often spent her evenings. Michael was captivated by Emily's energy, her laughter like music to his ears. He found himself drawn to her, unable to resist the pull of her magnetic presence.

As their paths crossed more frequently, Michael found himself falling deeper and deeper in love with Emily. He admired her spontaneity, her fearlessness in the face of uncertainty. And though he tried to deny his feelings, telling himself it was nothing more than a passing infatuation, he couldn't shake the thought of her from his mind.

Meanwhile, Emily was unaware of Michael's growing affection. She enjoyed his company, their conversations ranging from the trivial to the profound. But to her, he was simply a friend, a familiar face in a sea of strangers.

One night, as they sat together in the dimly lit cafe, Emily leaned in close, her voice low and conspiratorial. "Do you want to know a secret?" she whispered, a mischievous glint in her eyes.

Michael nodded eagerly, his heart pounding in his chest.

"More often," she began, her words sending a shiver down his spine, "I go out with no *******, just for fun now."

Michael's breath caught in his throat, his cheeks flushing crimson. He had never met anyone like Emily before, someone so unabashedly herself, so utterly irresistible.

The revelation sparked something between them, a flicker of desire that burned brighter with each passing moment. And as they lingered in the warmth of the cafe, lost in each other's company, Michael knew that he had found something worth holding onto.

For in Emily, he had found not just a lover, but a kindred spirit, someone who saw the world as he did – full of wonder and possibility. And though their journey together would be filled with twists and turns, highs and lows, Michael was certain of one thing:

With Emily by his side, he was ready to face whatever the future held, one adventure at a time.
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 Mar 7 Sakshi Balla
Styles
Ink
I was the ink
on her pristine page
I wrote in a language
only her heart could
convey
i like my body when it is with your
body. It is so quite new a thing.
Muscles better and nerves more.
i like your body.  i like what it does,
i like its hows.  i like to feel the spine
of your body and its bones,and the trembling
-firm-smooth ness and which i will
again and again and again
kiss, i like kissing this and that of you,
i like, slowly stroking the,shocking fuzz
of your electric furr,and what-is-it comes
over parting flesh….And eyes big love-crumbs,

and possibly i like the thrill

of under me you so quite new
 Dec 2023 Sakshi Balla
The Mellon
A day like today is but that,
Another **** day.

Just me,
My self,
My own personal swamp.
A bed ready to share...
Next to the desk you set your hair ties on.
Above the floor you set your bags on when you visit.

But today is just another **** day without you.

But a day like tomorrow,
Oh but a day like tomorrow...

There will be hair ties on my desk,
Extra bags on my floor,
And best of all someone here to share my bed with.
So that tomorrow will not be just another day,

But a day where long distance becomes short,
Even for just a few short days.
I love you and can't wait to see you tomorrow.
 Dec 2023 Sakshi Balla
S Smoothie
gay, bi, pan, trans, weird or queer..
see you on the other side when you've learned to love the precious skin you're in.
You are the perfect you as you are with all that you have been given, every hair, every freckle. You are all you need just as you are. Dont fall for the hype.
 Dec 2023 Sakshi Balla
Cné

if you are the ocean
then I am the mist
that kisses the morning
the way I’d want
to be kissed

if you are the ocean
then anchors aweigh
we'll sail through the evening
and on to the light
the daystar is dawning
we'll keep to the right

like Peter and Wendy
to Neverlands' door
we'll sail on forever
and touch every shore

if you are the ocean,
come wash me away
to some misty morning
and there we will play

if you are the ocean,
then sing me a song
of sailors and treasures
and places long gone

if you are the ocean
come wash me away
to a place, together we’ll
forever stay...

 Sep 2023 Sakshi Balla
Amaryllis
‘Aren’t you afraid of my darkness, my dear?’ Hades asked with mischief in his eyes.
‘No.’ Persephone replied, ‘You haven’t seen mine yet.’
Do you know the story about Hades and Persephone?
 Jun 2023 Sakshi Balla
Luke
I went out to find
Some value in me,
So I sold what I had
For little a fee.

My eyes for a penny
I sold to some fools,
They're blind and useless,
Mistook for jewels.

My lips for a nickel
To the sweetest sin,
So they'll know the love
That has never been.

My ears for a dime
I sold to a lover.
To hear sweet nothings,
And silence uncover.

My hands for a quarter
I sold to a ghost,
So that she might feel
What I've wanted the most.

Finally my bones for a dollar
I sold to the earth,
But as for my soul-
There was found no worth.
 Jun 2023 Sakshi Balla
Kaka
Poem
 Jun 2023 Sakshi Balla
Kaka
Sometimes I write poems.
Sometimes I become one.
#poems #sometimes
"Mama said gonna be all right
But mama don't know what it's like in my mind
Mama said that the sun gonna shine
But mama don't know what it's like to want to die"
Song by Anson Seabra
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