Category: Poem (^_^)
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There’s One Rhyme In This Poem – Just Like Us
I want you to make me write about you Without using words Catch my eye through your lapping shine of hair In between swathes of adrenaline filled emotional tug of war Where you can’t keep your teeth off my skin And I can’t keep myself from needing more I want…
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Giving In
The yellow belt of the sunset would be nice around my neck Like a lego hand, clicked onto its lego tool I want to feel my legs lift off the ground Swaying like heavy leaves in the chanting wind My mouth will open slow and wide As a cloud drifts…
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Neither Of Us Are Royalty In This World We’ve Made
The light across your feathered skin is vacant It seems as though the only time I ever really see you is in the dark. Over piles of empty coercing wishes We never actually seem to touch. I’ll stare into yours And you’ll stare into mine But, it’s as if we’re…
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I can’t seem to hear you, even though you’re screaming with me
Is it fading? The soft incandescence that softly hums atop your ever swaying branches. Or is it already gone? A memory that can’t be deciphered as real or imagined. I don’t know if it’s me or you that’s pulled the glint away. Is it the way I’m standing? Did you…
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I said I like you and you said “I Appreciate It”
I wish I could hold you near and dear like an ocean to it’s passengers I don’t know where it is you want to go but if you read me deeply and understand my currents I can take you there I’ve had many stride across my changing surface Many who…
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Anaheim, I’m so close to home
Im flying further and further away from myself And closer and closer into becoming a tool in a hardware project of furthering another’s half hearted dream Is it a dream if it isn’t affluently genuine Is it your own dream if all you’re doing is trying to appeal to others…
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Soccer Ball Love
Don’t touch my soccer ball It’s mine It’s round like me Bouncy and buoyant You can kick it into the clouds If you’re strong enough Just like you can to me I’ve been kicked into the clouds by my dad He’s like 20 feet tall and people call him the…
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I Give My Heart To People Born Inside My Brain
I wonder if I saw the exact layout of freckles that reside on your face sprawled out onto the landscape of someone else’s I would know they were yours I wonder what I see inside the points of contact your outline make with the air around it that is a…
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A Poem in Ohio
Autumn colors weep in reverence at what’s through the yawning door. Falling into a decrescendo of warmth to remind themselves of their glowing sticky days of summer. And in the hands of patience, once they feel the soft, gentle winds of time, they give in. Soaring Billowingly, into paths yet…
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