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yummyC
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yeah u get to guess who this poem is about. meaning, the person its about...
His voice is the spring
and his mellifluous flirt
blushes on my paper skin.
I want to caress his abstract being
and gaze into ethereal eyes
that i can only dream of.
Can i erase the static in our conversation?
My fingers reach for
the crisp reality of our relationship,
but giggle and land
in a pile of inane jocularity.
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yummyC
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heres another about someone else.
Everything is sexy today,
we make light jokes of tomorrows mistakes.
the hyper tone of our refreshing dialogue
mesmerizes my mind,
and my excited adrenaline
tells me you've written again.
my jubilant smile
chuckles behind playful hands
and I hug the nearest person
to spread my elation.
Our abstract thoughts are played out
into the plane of insanity.
we feed off one anothers jokes,
and it makes me wish
i had a man like you to hold.
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yummyC
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another about another blatherer.
a silly man with good advice
and arguments worth hearing,
you look on me with amused scorn.
An enigma of fiery opinions
and confused contradictions,
you seen to know whats what and whos who
even if its only make-beleive.
you've got a handful of my traits
and shared facts of personality,
but you and me
we behave very differently,
but you're awesome nonetheless
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yummyC
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i need to make more...
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011008
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yummychuckle
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there isn't enough space
between the words we share
to make anonymous remarks.
Not enough information
to get lost in you.
i break rules
to see when you'll make me stop
and you surprise me
with riddled gestures
that keep me guessing.
what you are to me
confuses me
its a type of mystery.
how far
is too far
and who am I
to you?
i bathe in the cool surface
of my intentions,
laughing under my confusion
and muffled meanings.
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Cherry_Springwater
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surfed a board along the spiders home,
Came to a land of voices and names,
saw one sitting alone,
One voice,
One name,
So sad, be it self pity to me,
I shouted a message through a voice
a name I took from him
so he would listen,
The name looked away
the voice did not speak
my voice hurt it
now the doors close
locked
I saw other names with voices
to them I saught exceptence
but my words are stained
black by the onslaught
of previous and original vexing
I see
that first name
I hear its voice
But never to me
Not acknowledging
or forgiving
can the two mouthed cave
hold dark depress
and light aflight?
or is this conflict
doomed to the hell place
of self hate and awarness.
dedicated to Lemon_Soda
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magicforest
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your voice breathes
voice breathes
breathes
thick water bubbles
sheen of rainbow
popping soundlessly
words more profound
uncomparable
popping soundlessly
but something deeper
residue in the air
residue in the
residue in
residue
you leave it there
something very small
innocent
quiet
frightened
dirty
laughing
playing
upscale on the up-and-up
tap into your joy
into your joy
your joy
joy
dedicated to desirue
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Irreverent Lovejoy
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i love your goats, goaps, and boaps
but the chirocrackwhore is gone
when you snuggle into my burlap
me gettee wheel turnt on
thrice rice pudding sandoval ephesians
baby when you rock my splacky
i don't need no raisons
date palms of gorlecky nee sans bruikladdy
but i digress as college football gurgles
like a babbling borg trout undergarment
and i sound like this
sooooeeeeeeee hip hip dent
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endless desire
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smiles at eyedream.
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