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 Aug 2014 Kenshō
Jordyn Dennis
I love the colors on you,
The beautiful blue in your eyes,
To the purples on your knee,
The brown dirt on your left hand from this afternoon gardening with me,
Just because i begged you to,
The pink in your cheeks that i love so much,
You get so flustered at the smallest things,
I love the brown of your hair that changes direction with the wind,
The summer bronzing of your skin,
Colors i cant describe,
You give me a new color everyday,
But i am so glad theres one color i never see,
and thats gray.

JD (1:58)
If you take the time to look at the one you love with lust, youll learn how many colors make up their beautiful being.
You are my every thought,
Yet you don't know.
You make me smile , you make me glow.
You make me open my eyes and see the unseen.
And when I see you smile and I see you glow
my thoughts are then complete.
Today I gave up following you,
I gave up to reach out my hand
and convince you to return
to the person you once were.

Today I have become free,
I have become independent of you,
as I don't await your presence in my life anymore
and no tears dwell in my wake-up eyes.

Today I am reborn,
living a new life, with new happiness,
but standing beside the sea, looking into horizon,
I still see echoes of your former self,
smiling sadly back at me.
Travel your path, my love, I'm sorry I can't follow it anymore.
 Aug 2014 Kenshō
Poetic T
Tick Tock
 Aug 2014 Kenshō
Poetic T
Eternity,
Is but a moment
Life,*
Feels like it lasts forever,
But time is just a clock ticking away
All the grains of sand..
Short But Sweet..
 Aug 2014 Kenshō
Poetic T
Spirit world, land of energy
Where the flow of life grows,
Time is eternal, for life, Is but a seedling
Nurtured,
Refined,
Purity,
The soul grows,
Caretakers of a place where form in fluid
Changing,
Transparent but always there,
But in every place there is a ****,
It tries to
Infest,
Ravage,
Manifest,
To taint that which is pure,
Gain a foothold In a place of spirits and souls
But the Caretaker of old finds them,
Burns the corruption out
And to hell once again goes that soul,
This place of purity,
A haven for souls to flourish,
Seedlings grow
To that point
They become a new life,
So many choices,
Then the journey starts anew.
 Aug 2014 Kenshō
Hannah Beth
The events of last night
tattooed on my mind

The look in your eyes
Glassy and drunken
Searching for mine

And when they met
And your lips found
Mine so feverish and
Desperate
Those few moments alone
Your tongue tinged with *****
To match my own
A kiss betwixt night
and dawn
Your arms found my waist

No words could be uttered
For fear of memories found when
we wake
Experimental but I like this so I figured I'd post it
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