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342 · Mar 2016
Queen.
Tafuta Atarashī Mar 2016
I want to take you,
to the place you send me at a smile,
at a touch,
at the thought
of your love.
Sweet heaven, head in the clouds
April showers and summer sounds
intoxication
for my tongue
mind constantly on the run
chasing my imagination.
Chasing your reality
Longing for your warmth on me.
Don't you know I wanna to be,
Don't you know I wanna see,
Don't you know I wanna,
Well, a number of things.
Satiate me.

(Chorus x2)
I want  to take ya,
Aboard my spaceship
For a trip through magic,
See the stars shining up
Close in the heavens

I want to take you dancing.
The way you leave my heart
just from the way you're breathing,
From they way your defying gravity
pulling me up high to the heights.

I want to take a chance,
I want to take a stand,
I want to drop a knee,
I want to open your eyes to see
The greatest man that I be.
even under pressures greater than the deepest sea.
I want to treat,
you to the oceans at my heart,
the treasures lying there at the center
I want to show you my spread wings.
And every one of my dreams.
I want to show you what I see.
Stand at a mirror and see that great woman,
see that crown that belongs to my queen.
I'm
Longing for your warmth on me.
Don't you know I wanna to be,
Don't you know I wanna see,
Don't you know I wanna,
Well, a number of things.
Satiate me.
Show me your infinities.
Lyrics. Let me know what you think
341 · Sep 2016
Clouds
Tafuta Atarashī Sep 2016
I want and need.                                                    
You can see the look in my eyes
and the knowledge of my desire
triggers and sparks your inner fire.
Your inner heat.                                                      
It's in every contagious sigh
covers every inch
As I procure every penchant.
You're intoxicating.                                               
And I fall deep with every bite,
every kiss and pull on your soft
lips that envelope me until I'm lost.
In the sensations                                                   
Tha­t travel up your spine.
It's lightning between intertwined
Pent-up-clouds that travel through electric skies.
Thundering and raining until
  The end.
340 · Mar 2016
We love.
Tafuta Atarashī Mar 2016
Te amo.
y nosotros conocer amor.
la luna y sol
se conocen aquí en
nuestros corazones.

Your strength is my own,
and vice versa.
All that we are is shared
between us with nothing hidden.
nos ser estar en amor
the reason for which my world spins.
nosotros amor.
So, recently I've been learning Mandarin and Spanish and decided to use my growing Spanish vocab (and a dictionary for the harder words) to put this together.
340 · Jan 2019
Untitled
Tafuta Atarashī Jan 2019
Welcome to my airspace.
How do you like the way my lightning
Strikes your weathervane?
The way my thoughts rain down
On your rocket ship?
The way the moonlight hits your skin
When the clouds clear
And you've landed on my mindscape.
Do you like the way my words gravitate
To you and wrap you in flames?
337 · Feb 2016
You Are Beautiful
Tafuta Atarashī Feb 2016
Dearest One,

You are what you don’t think you are
no question about it.
From the soles of your feet to the
Tips of the hairs of your head

Your hips, thighs, *******, eyes
Lips, nails, ***, skin, thick
Hair shoulder length
your presence is sublime
You are simply divine

Your embrace warm, and delectable
Your scent is intoxicating
To hold you in my arms is gratifying
The contact of your skin electrifying
Your sweet voice, sweet laughter,
Makes my heart beat hard and fast,
And the wings of my soul beat faster.

You’re exquisitely, wonderfully,
Perfectly charming, full of beauty,
Desirable, ****, scrumptious,
A luscious, and allure ebony goddess.
You are the very definition of
In that you please all my senses.
Once a diamond in the rough
You've reached perfection
You are smart, and delightful
Foxy, classy, and bewitching
You are, Beautiful
Old poem I wrote for a dear friend of mine.
335 · Feb 2016
Turbulent.
Tafuta Atarashī Feb 2016
I am a deep sea,
A vast ocean of many things.
But who can say they've truly
Conquered the Atlantic?
I certainly have many aspects
That I have yet
To control and understand.
And I feel at the bottom there rests
A chest of a somewhat forgotten past,
That slips open sometimes
And sets free traumatic
Memories that remain for me
Unreleasable. In the torrent of
Emotions from that time long ago
I become so turbulent,
Caught in the tides of emotion
If but for a moment.
Of that chest, is there any way to let go?
I don't know. I don't know.
334 · Sep 2024
Ours.
Tafuta Atarashī Sep 2024
They are ours.

The still small, smiling, crying
laughing, angered, forever hungry
Except for when its time to eat
Children.

Your children from your hips
My children from my *****

The answered prayers.
That flit to and fro
Fast and slow.
The sleepless nights
And late mornings
And causes of worry
And constant delight

We made those.
328 · Apr 2017
Artists
Tafuta Atarashī Apr 2017
We are artists.
A dancer
And a harpist.
We make sweet beauty together.
And in love we became one.
More than music and motion,
More than artistic persons,
More than our expressions.
In truth we became intimacy
At it's peak.
We've weaved a universe
That only exists between
Your footsteps and my harps strings,
And between the electric touches
And our star hearts gravity.
It's a unique cosmic
Where we match frequencies,
Vibrations becoming sensations
That are neon colored vibrant
And I paint a picture with my hands
Of her
Every curve brushed by fingertips
And lips
And I'm caressed by hers ardent.
We fill up our world with art
And fiery passion
With intimate dance
And  sweet music.
327 · Feb 2016
You Fell for Different
Tafuta Atarashī Feb 2016
I ain't got em.
I can't flick a switch
And produce the characteristics
Of your ideal one.
But.
Who'd you fall in love with?

I do believe it was the poet
Who wrote of your world
Something timeless.

I do believe it was the artist
Who painted in the pink excitement
That your life was lacking in.

I do believe it was the musician
Who played the strings
Of your heart something pleasant

I do believe it was the man
Who caused the words to slip
From your delicate lips.
“I've never loved like this”

I do believe you fell in love with me,
And not your ideal man.
In other words,
You fell for "Different"
Never forget the reason you fell in love. It plus a vastly important role in the course of the relationship. Whether it fails and you move on, or it continues to grow strong, or even balances and reaches its height.
326 · Feb 2018
Heartbreak
Tafuta Atarashī Feb 2018
I thought of my heart as
made from the strongest steel
However some time ago
The reality of my state was revealed.
The glass casing of my heart
shattered, shredding through
my emotions with every shard
of the broken and fractured glass stained
the colors of hopes, fears, and pains.
And in this destruction here I lay.
And in this misery I pass my winter days.
318 · May 2016
Sleepless
Tafuta Atarashī May 2016
I can't sleep.
My mind thunders and lightnings
At the thought of you not near me;
There's an ache in my heart.
You scent still lingers on my skin
As do your phantom touches
But that's not enough to satiate this
Yearning within, yes,
And I hate the idea of being apart.
You're sleep and I'm wide awake
Tonight and I can't stand the weight
Of this wait so I stare at the stars
Blissfully wanting to be with you.
No, so long as you're not near me
I can't sleep.
313 · Oct 2016
Mark
Tafuta Atarashī Oct 2016
I love thee.
Your warmth permeates
Throughout me,
And every cell of mine
Vibrates in anticipation
Of the contact of your skin
Against my own.
Indeed my spirit and soul
Tremble and stir with ardor
At your loving and endearing words,
And at your voice,
And the light
Deep but bright within your eyes.
mark
That I love thee
Upon your heart.
313 · Feb 2016
Bittersweet
Tafuta Atarashī Feb 2016
Bittersweet.
I share a smile and a laugh, all the while
Hiding an eerie pain inside,
Where deep down melancholy abides.
But then again I know the reason why,
Food has lost its taste
And I can't sleep at night.
I know the reason for the sadness,
Why I choose to waste away
Because I can't stand this,
Bittersweet one-sided romance.
309 · Apr 2017
Bittersweet
Tafuta Atarashī Apr 2017
I love my bittersweet
Dark Chocolate.
She's sharp and warm
And on my palate
Melts, ever deliciously.
309 · Feb 2016
We're Okay.
Tafuta Atarashī Feb 2016
I sip of your unsung song,
And untainted waters.
I revel in loving your wrongs
And rights under the shelter
Of the umbrella where
Despite the stormy weather
That surrounds us we
Remain steadfast.
And we outlast
The storms of tomorrow.
And we stand
On the horizon borrowed
From Eros.
And we remain
In the aftermath of the momentous.
And we're okay.
Yes, we're okay.
309 · Jan 2017
Morning Magic
Tafuta Atarashī Jan 2017
It's strange magic.
Some kind of fantastic.
A granted impossible wish.
When I open my brown eyes,
And the hazels staring back into mine
Are his.

From her p.o.v
308 · Mar 2018
Monarchs
Tafuta Atarashī Mar 2018
The highlights of my summers
Were the streetlights coming on
and having to come sit on
the porch or go inside while
my big brothers and sister got to run around.
getting in the big van and watching the trees, the farms,
the rivers, clouds, and the stars,
pass by as we traveled. Playing games and playing games
with my siblings till we got too tired to keep going.
Staring into the sun to see who'd blink first.
Falling asleep and waking up somewhere else.
sword fights with sticks, wrestling matches...
foot racing, bike racing, calling out eachtime
biplanes or blimps passed overhead in the blue skies.
Running in the warm rains of sudden showers,
watching lightning flicker overhead and counting the seconds
it took for the thunder to reach our ears to see just how far away the storm was.
Eating dinners that left me stuffed.
Feeding sugar to ants by pouring the disaccharide
on ant hills and watching the ants take each granule
back down into their homes.
Chasing down ladybugs and putting them on weeds
filled with aphids to watch the red beetles feed.
Capturing lightning bugs, jumping high to reach them
as before they could float out of reach.
Laying in bed in the middle of night to finish a book
so I could talk about it to my older brothers and pass it on to my younger brother.
Feeding the dogs and having to clean up after they'd made a mess.
Getting ****** at my "mean" older siblings.
Trying to talk to my crush, and showing off when
it came to playing sports.
My summer was playing football game after football game,
getting hit hard, and tackling as hard as my scrawny body could.
Sleeping on the top bunk because I loved the summer heat.
Eating popsicles  and Italian ice and sharing with the neighborhood kids cause we had more than enough.
Sneaking to the corner store to buy bubbaloos,
chips, pop, and honeybuns with saved up chump change.
Visiting cousins, and celebrating birthday after birthday.
Yea, those were the good days.
The worlds falling apart now right before our eyes
and I just remember those good golden times.
I haven't seen a monarch butterfly
in more than a few years and they used to come every summer
in the thousands.
308 · Jan 2017
Imagery
Tafuta Atarashī Jan 2017
Snow crystals fall on
And grace her thick
Deep-Brown 4b curls,
On her long eyelashes,
Melt on her brown cheeks
And her bitable lush lips,
Thicker and heavier they fall
On her puffy jacket
On her cold hand in my hand
On her boots and small bookbag.
They adorn her like
Tiny stars in the night.
And I photograph the moment
In this poem
To last til the end of time.
305 · Feb 2018
All this Love
Tafuta Atarashī Feb 2018
We've all this stolen time
And I won't let it slip
through fingertips
that tremble in
excitement.
And all this love
ready to burst into flame,
to set us to flame, to burn passion
into permanence like constellations.
304 · Apr 2018
You Could
Tafuta Atarashī Apr 2018
You could hurt me,
Leave me with the scars
Of a couple heartbreaks.

But strange as it may be
I still long for you when we're apart
You should know I want you to stay.

You could simply
Stay silent, simply  depart,
But I deplore that you remain.

It feels at times that this symphony,
This concerto, this song, has lost
It's form and the end's round the corner.
But put the record back on
And see how this romance
Plays so much
longer.
303 · Mar 2016
They taught freedom.
Tafuta Atarashī Mar 2016
To be kind,
She taught me.
To listen and speak gently.
To tell no lie.

To be fierce,
He advised me.
To take humility in one hand,
and in the other hold victory.

To be strong,
they taught me.
Vim, Verve, and Vitality.

My Parents.
They taught me to be free
300 · Mar 2016
Not Your Average Ordinary
Tafuta Atarashī Mar 2016
"With an extra bit of “umph”
I'm not your average ordinary.
It may seem a lie but it's the truth
I'm out this world I'm otherworldly
Not to boast but when you step
Into my world it's rather unique
Something different bout the
Lifestyle like an extra heartbeat.
With a flare of flamboyant style
I'm quite the oddity.
Im rough with no fear of getting ***** with work and other things
That I've been created for.
And the mindset of disregard for
What average ppl think
Sets me apart for more
Than what the world believes
Should be me at the core.
I'm ever changing, ever growing,
I'm not one for bore.
Growing in my beliefs,
My person, my musicality.
And I'd rather share my
Eccentricness for others to see.
That truly, in all the world,
(Thank God) there's none like me. "
Quick poem I thought up while doing some laundry. Thinking about how God made me 100% unique in all the world and how I'm different and have no problem showing it wherever I go... Most times anyways
299 · Jul 2017
Double vision
Tafuta Atarashī Jul 2017
All I see is double vision.
Tears in her eyes, anger in mine
From my wrong decision.
How do I **** up a good thing
And set out to fix it?
I've got no answers to my thousand
Thoughts and thousand questions.
I've got no solutions,
So my thinking is there's
No remission.
Dear God up in heaven.
I did what I did to deserve this.
But look down at your servant with
Grace,
Show me the light at the end of this
Dark place
Cause there ain't no satiate
Where I'm at.
Had a good thing,
A good woman from my dreams
And I've undone that.
I'd give my life to have her back.
And I mean every word
When I say that...
Let your will be done
Even if it is this
Situation.
God.
I don't know how
To keep going.
Cue the insomnia
Dead heart, dead mind
And depression.
She brought me a better life.
And I know it's in the past
But that one time...
I
.
.
.
Know I did wrong and this has
Got to be payback.
Truth comes to light
Tho I didn't hide,
And now it's like a flashback.
Never again and I swear that.
Never again will I do that.
God. Never have I ever prayed this hard.
You gave me the other half to my heart.
And I want to asked this in Jesus name
Please don't take her away.
297 · Feb 2018
Cry for me
Tafuta Atarashī Feb 2018
The dark clouds outside my window
And high above my dreary world
Rain waters upon my windowsill.
The droplets on the earths surface replace what won't fall from my eyes
To express the quiet sorrows
That I've hidden deep inside.
I've run out of tears to cry
For this particular subject.
And though I wish I could cry
To relieve my sighs
I cannot myself express
This deep sadness
And so I let the clouds,
In all their strong gray beauty,
Cry for me.
295 · Mar 2016
I've Loved You
Tafuta Atarashī Mar 2016
I've been to the moon.
Skimmed the surface of the sun.
Withstood the fiery atmosphere of Venus.
Had the privilege of loving a goddess.
Seen the application infinities sum.
Stared at the the roses bloom.
And,
I've loved you.
295 · May 2016
To love and be loved.
Tafuta Atarashī May 2016
To Love and be loved,
I learned first from Jehovah.
And then, after much learning and preparation,
He sent me you and vice versa.
To love, and be loved.
291 · Mar 2016
Encore
Tafuta Atarashī Mar 2016
Do you mind if I stick around?
I'm hungry for a little more
of your funky lovely sound,
and good music like yours
Just isn't to be found.
Can I get an Encore?
291 · May 2016
Untitled
Tafuta Atarashī May 2016
There's a subtle subjugation
Of my spirit, mind, and body
To the touch of your fingertips,
Your eyes, lips, mind,
And soul.
My every fiber looks forwards to
The every second that we use up as
We move forward and let
Love take it's relished toll.
Can't think of a name for this one.
288 · Feb 2018
Alone with my thoughts
Tafuta Atarashī Feb 2018
I'm melancholic...
And no, I don't want
To talk about it.
I'm not depressed,
Just on the borderline
Of dispirited and stressed.
But I'm not talking about it.
Not gonna talk about the
Why's and how's of my feelings
The emotions with which I'm dealing
The causes that've left me reeling
And despondent.
No, I don't want to speak on it.
So leave it be.
walk away from the topic
And let me be
Alone with the thoughts
I shouldn't think.
Leave me alone to my
Midnight dreary
Where I lay awake weary
And alone with my query's.
No I don't want to talk about it.
But the irony is that these words
Have already given away my feelings.
285 · Apr 2018
Reach
Tafuta Atarashī Apr 2018
"I'm tired of you saying that
I hurt you."
I'm sorry I can't change my nature nor my virtues.
I can't change the roots that|             
|Reach.  
deeper than you've yet to|              
You're still learning all my hues
But at times it instead feels like you're.
Skirting around some hidden truth
And I'm trying to uncover that.
285 · Apr 2018
I'd Rather
Tafuta Atarashī Apr 2018
I'd rather the blistering cold of
Freezing wind from
A thousand winters...
Than to feel again the affects
Of what you just did to me.
284 · Feb 2016
Untitled
Tafuta Atarashī Feb 2016
I felt hot desire.
For a split second
Time stopped the moment.
All motion paused
As though the room had reached 0° Kelvin
All eyes, every focus locked,
Every being in awe
Of the grandeurous woman
Stepping in from the cold.
Shall I light her fire?
283 · Apr 2018
Dear Friend
Tafuta Atarashī Apr 2018
My dear friend,
You are a Queen
Don't ever forget that ****.
Chin up, eyes forward,
Head held high, confident.
These boys be stressin
Don't know what they lookin
For.
Don't let them ruin your starlight
Love, cause you deserve more.

You're a Queen
Full blown royal regality
That's the reality.
Your court's full of Jesters
Tryina take
While you wait
And search for your King.

You're a Queen;
Inside and out, you're beautiful,
Sweet, kind, strong, and gentle.
So you gotta beware these
Kids tryina **** up your mental.
They wear fools gold crowns
You're young so don't let
Them take you off your seat.
Save your tears for that one
Who'll know what it means
To respect, adore, and love you
In his full capicity cause he
Know's you deserve to know
You can trust him with your heart.
You're a Queen, love,
Don't let these jokers tear you apart.
281 · Mar 2016
thank you
Tafuta Atarashī Mar 2016
I love your bright eyes
and your full lips.
The sound of your voice
is perfect music.

I love the feeling that
you give me when
you come into my embrace;
When you look into these
unworthy eyes and conversate
about the things in our lives.

I love that you care.
Thank you for that dear.
The poems we write when we're young and unmatured are so full of raw emotion that's spelled out in a not yet matured style of poetry are definitely worth reading every once in a while. This is a poem from a younger time.
280 · Apr 2016
Questions for Self
Tafuta Atarashī Apr 2016
Are you a poet?
Do you lay awake staring
At the ceiling in nights darkness?
Do you write poetry?
Does your rushing mind rest
While you're writing?
These are the questions I ask me
When I aught to be sleeping
And instead listen to music
And ponder my dearest
And other life sweets
277 · Feb 2016
For You I Am
Tafuta Atarashī Feb 2016
I love for you to listen
as I play my heart strings.
A harpist for your loveless
nights of serenity.
Notes soft and peaceful I lay
pleasantly upon your ears.
Ever-present they stay
on the surface of your mind.

T'is for you that I am
a ethereal musician.
This is the role that I,
Forever tied to your wishes,
play in the cut of your life.
276 · May 2017
Her smile
Tafuta Atarashī May 2017
It's not so much her smile
As the process of producing
That special curve upon
Her lips
The makes me fall in love
Again and again.
270 · Dec 2016
More Than Anything.
Tafuta Atarashī Dec 2016
Sometimes I lose sight
And lose touch with
Your love
I'm filled with sadness
And I feel distance betwixt you and I
I
Need you to hold me tonight.
I need to see the suns orange glow caress your skin
When I awaken to your scent  to your thick and rich bliss
In the cold winter mornings
And the warm summer sunsets.
I
Need you in the muddy spring
When the world is gray rain and fresh green
And I can hold you tight not wanting you to leave
Only wanting you to with me be.
I
Need you in the dying and dry autumn
When the moonlight is brightest
casting pale light on our intertwined
Sillhouettes.
I need you when the my world is in shambles.
I need you when all is well with me.
I need you when I'm lost and can't handle
The ******* that people ramble
Trying to unsettle me.
In this world I need you more than anything.
270 · Feb 2016
Fantasy
Tafuta Atarashī Feb 2016
I can take you to the stars.
I can fly you to the moon.
Name your fantastic dream and I,
Yes I can make it true.
With joined minds
We can reach new peaks.
As long as you believe,
We can set foot into fantasy.
Take a step into my mind,
And we can start traveling.
Step into my heart and
Swim my vast seas.
Slip your hand in mine
And together set hearts wings
To the vibrant horizon
Of mellow sweet.
269 · Jan 2017
Don't Go.
Tafuta Atarashī Jan 2017
Don't go
I can't handle
To cry
When you go
And I stay
My yearning increasing
As the miles between
Quickly turn into
Light-years between
We
Two stars.
I see you and you see me
But our fires, our gravity
They don't quite reach,
So
Again I beseech,
Don't go.
265 · Nov 2016
Coldhands
Tafuta Atarashī Nov 2016
We've
Cold hand in cold hand
Each seeking warmth
In the winters icy grasp
Until we make it to our hearth.
264 · Feb 2016
Flightless Poet
Tafuta Atarashī Feb 2016
For a moment I pause.
Ink from this broken pen
Held ‘tween my fingers bleeds
And stains into my skin.
Now the fateful thought,
That the pen is reminiscent
Of this poets heart akin a wingless
butterfly. My soul that cannot fly.
263 · Aug 2019
Untitled
Tafuta Atarashī Aug 2019
I write my poems
In the latest of nights
And earliest of mornings,
When I'm alone with the
Lightning storm brimming
That is my thoughts running
rampant through my mind
263 · Nov 2017
Untitled
Tafuta Atarashī Nov 2017
My dearest love,
you are pleasant
to my eyes.
You are
Rich honey, thick and sweet,
upon my tongue,
you are a
delightful composition
in my mind.
Your love emanates into me,
ardent and fulgent,
warmth to my core.
And so I pull you into my
ever open arms, to hold you tight
once more.
263 · Mar 2016
Wishes
Tafuta Atarashī Mar 2016
My wish is
to brush my fingertips
against your soft skin,
to caress you body
it's entire length.
And then repeat the process
with my lips.
261 · Dec 2017
After Then.
Tafuta Atarashī Dec 2017
The
whisper of your name
lingers in the furthest corners
of my soul, on my tongue forever
a song that eternal, stays,
Though soft as down, plays,
loud as new dawns rays.
In my eyes you remain,
fiery hot. And though I fall
and though I stumble, as ink
on paper stains it's way,
through this world I think...
And I hope, and pray, that despite
the obstacles that come between,
our hearts will beat as one,
forever until there is no rising sun
nor moon, nor stars to light
the surface of this earth and
grace the pigments of your skin.
I will hold you beloved in the
furthest reaches of all that is deep
within me. I will cherish you, your ardent
warmth, your beauty and your charm,
Your anger and your pleasant, your smile,
dearest to me until that moment beyond time
and forever on after then.
257 · Feb 2016
Untitled
Tafuta Atarashī Feb 2016
I only noticed her sitting
Behind me when the thick
Scent
Of silk, stars, and honey
Washed over and smothered me.
And when I turned to see,
To grace my eyes with her lovely
I, for an instant, drowned
In my enamored beholding
Of her loud and soft beauty.
Some spontaneous poetry from the bus ride on my way to Wright college.
256 · Feb 2016
Untitled
Tafuta Atarashī Feb 2016
I haven't damaged my ears
in about a week.
These aches of heart and flowing tears
call for intense vibrations to freeze
my awry feelings before they slip away
like a river into an ocean
of murky abyss.
I'm in no position to lose
my soul to these erratic, unbalanced emotions
So I turn up the volume,
and play my music.
I can't seem to think of a title for this one... Ugh.
256 · Mar 2018
Untitled
Tafuta Atarashī Mar 2018
Sleep wrapped in my symphonies
And rest your head on my concerto.
Grace my sound with your fingertips
Caress the keys of my heart softly
Gently pull my strings, pianissimo,
As you discover my cadences.

Sleep wrapped in my bed sheets
And lay your head on my pillow.
Trace my soul with your fingertips
Caress my pigments, reach down deep,
Pull me in and warm me from the cold
As I delve into your ardent.
256 · Apr 2017
Untitled
Tafuta Atarashī Apr 2017
I'm slowly but surely
Stepping out of your life,
Yes I'm omitting you from mine.
So when the door closes softly
You won't even notice the goodbye
Until you wonder "why?".
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