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Sehar Bajwa Mar 2019
I was your Venus when you were  my Sun,
Pulling me closer just to watch me burn.
  Mar 2019 Sehar Bajwa
Stained Glass
"
Maybe roses having thorns isn't the issue,
Maybe it's our need to touch everything that's beautiful
Sehar Bajwa Mar 2019
Your fingers trace my skin
and I forget what
I was going to
say
next...
Today was amazing.
  Mar 2019 Sehar Bajwa
Edmund black
Baby
can you see
Through the tears? 

I can see the pain
Through your smile
You think you hide

I could see past
The illusion
in your eyes

Dry your eyes
Rise anew
Because baby
I see you
And
I feel you
With my soul

It is not an illusion
I want to love you forever
In a billion different ways

Darling
My only only fear

Forever,
may not be long
enough
  Mar 2019 Sehar Bajwa
Lora Lee
The river in me
                     exists.  
Its outflow of pour
drenches the gullies
makes moist
the sand that
graces your toes
I flow into your roots
strengthen your
                   capillaries
pump liquid gold
inside your veins
loving your flaws like
kintsukuroi
you piece me together
adorn my cracks
with powdered metals,
still loving them for
being broken
a longing
              quenched
I want you dripping
down my chin,
my thighs
when you rush through
me just like that,
the soothing aqua tempest
I have always
wished for
kintsukuroi-(“golden mend”) is the Japanese art of mending broken pottery using lacquer resin laced with gold or silver. As well as a nifty form of repair, kintsukuroi has a deeper philosophical significance. An embracing of the flawed or imperfect. Rebirth.

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