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Written by Kimba in portal Romance & Erotica

BRAILLE

Her hands, filled with questions

His body, all too eager to answer

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Written by Kimba in portal Romance & Erotica
BRAILLE
Her hands, filled with questions
His body, all too eager to answer
#romance  #poetry  #erotica  #him 
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Seasons

He feels like the seasons all woven in captive time.
As strong as the accretion that makes me lose my center of gravity. 
He feels like the etesian breeze as yearly summer falls. 
Orange leaves soon change,
to birch trees bordering a vast range of iced massif. 
And in the winter- when the valiant winds wash across the ocean, 
He’ll feel like the warmth of home, unbundling all your layers. 
Summertime shows he cares. 
In moments when he’s realized you’ve just put a heart note written on scratch paper, gently inside his pocket. 
Keep these modest memories present, wrapped in silk sentiment.
He’s the silver lining of spring when bumble bees sing and the ambiance of gardens blossoms with wooden pipes and metal chimes. 
His eyes keep you paused in time, capturing every ripe moment before you blink as they sublime.

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Seasons
He feels like the seasons all woven in captive time.
As strong as the accretion that makes me lose my center of gravity. 
He feels like the etesian breeze as yearly summer falls. 
Orange leaves soon change,
to birch trees bordering a vast range of iced massif. 
And in the winter- when the valiant winds wash across the ocean, 
He’ll feel like the warmth of home, unbundling all your layers. 
Summertime shows he cares. 
In moments when he’s realized you’ve just put a heart note written on scratch paper, gently inside his pocket. 
Keep these modest memories present, wrapped in silk sentiment.
He’s the silver lining of spring when bumble bees sing and the ambiance of gardens blossoms with wooden pipes and metal chimes. 
His eyes keep you paused in time, capturing every ripe moment before you blink as they sublime.
#romance  #adventure  #poetry  #love  #seasons  #him  #kay 
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Written by Kimba in portal Romance & Erotica

MADNESS

She throws all her madness at him,

and yet he remains steadfast in his love

Perhaps, that's his madness

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Written by Kimba in portal Romance & Erotica
MADNESS
She throws all her madness at him,
and yet he remains steadfast in his love
Perhaps, that's his madness
#romance  #poetry  #love  #him 
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SURELY UNCERTAIN

She's sure she was uncertain what love was

until he became her definition

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SURELY UNCERTAIN

She's sure she was uncertain what love was
until he became her definition
#romance  #poetry  #love  #him 
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FILLED TO CAPACITY

She forgets how to breathe, in his absence

Her lungs filled to capacity

with the remnants of his kisses,

leaving no room for air

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Written by Kimba in portal Romance & Erotica
FILLED TO CAPACITY
She forgets how to breathe, in his absence
Her lungs filled to capacity
with the remnants of his kisses,
leaving no room for air
#romance  #poetry  #love  #him 
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Written by Kimba in portal Romance & Erotica

BURIED TREASURE

She whispered her secrets to his flesh,

then watched him walk away

Her story buried within his pores

for safe keeping

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Written by Kimba in portal Romance & Erotica
BURIED TREASURE
She whispered her secrets to his flesh,
then watched him walk away
Her story buried within his pores
for safe keeping
#romance  #poetry  #love  #him 
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Written by sloanerose in portal Stream of Consciousness

For your eyes only

I still love you.

I can't stop crying

Last night sleep only came easy

With aid from exhaustion.

There are so many things I want to tell you,

I'm reading about the universe.

Poetry elicits feelings

That cannot be described.

All that can heal me

Is the reassurance of a reunion...

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Written by sloanerose in portal Stream of Consciousness
For your eyes only
I still love you.
I can't stop crying
Last night sleep only came easy
With aid from exhaustion.
There are so many things I want to tell you,
I'm reading about the universe.
Poetry elicits feelings
That cannot be described.
All that can heal me
Is the reassurance of a reunion...
#him 
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Written by Rusalka in portal Poetry & Free Verse

Sorry

I’m sorry… I’m sorry we have met. Don’t get me wrong, but I’m sorry. I’m sorry I had to find you in the most unstable and uncertain stage of my life. You met me in a very strange time of my life. I’ve met you in a world of resentment and instability. We encounter each other in a period where fear, anger and ignorance conquer the atmosphere. Where violence is becoming a daily activity and resentment eats people’s souls. I met you in the most terrifying, messed up and mixed moment in my life… and yet in this world full of coldness you gave me kindness… sweetness… patience… compassion. You kissed my wounds and my bruises, dried my tears and sorrows, and warmed up my soul and spirit.

..

.

But I’m sorry. I’m sorry I’m so poor I can’t give you much but my humble destroyed pieces of what my life is. The little of what my flesh is, the engraved scars and fears in my body and soul, and the already dried blood running through my veins.

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Written by Rusalka in portal Poetry & Free Verse
Sorry
I’m sorry… I’m sorry we have met. Don’t get me wrong, but I’m sorry. I’m sorry I had to find you in the most unstable and uncertain stage of my life. You met me in a very strange time of my life. I’ve met you in a world of resentment and instability. We encounter each other in a period where fear, anger and ignorance conquer the atmosphere. Where violence is becoming a daily activity and resentment eats people’s souls. I met you in the most terrifying, messed up and mixed moment in my life… and yet in this world full of coldness you gave me kindness… sweetness… patience… compassion. You kissed my wounds and my bruises, dried my tears and sorrows, and warmed up my soul and spirit.


..

.

But I’m sorry. I’m sorry I’m so poor I can’t give you much but my humble destroyed pieces of what my life is. The little of what my flesh is, the engraved scars and fears in my body and soul, and the already dried blood running through my veins.
#love  #personal  #him  #text  #english 
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Habits

he started his habits again.

you know..?

the habits that gets him in with everyone cool but the habits that make your parents disapprove;

the habits he stopped for a while. 

if you went up and asked him why he started again

his answer would be this,

"I would rather be blackout drunk or high on some drugs

then being drunk off of her touch or high off of the thought of her."

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Habits
he started his habits again.
you know..?
the habits that gets him in with everyone cool but the habits that make your parents disapprove;
the habits he stopped for a while. 
if you went up and asked him why he started again
his answer would be this,
"I would rather be blackout drunk or high on some drugs
then being drunk off of her touch or high off of the thought of her."


#habits  #him  #drunkenlove 
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