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 Jan 2015 Xyns
ThePoet
• Lust •
 Jan 2015 Xyns
ThePoet
Your eyes are
my weakness
Your scent is
my proneness

Your lips are
my vulnerability
Your hair is
my susceptibility

Your voice is
my instability
Your touch is
my humility

Your lust is
my inferiority
Your love is
my superiority

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 Jan 2015 Xyns
Matthew Bourgeois
You
 Jan 2015 Xyns
Matthew Bourgeois
You
You know who you are
The love of my life
The only one capable of making me truly smile
I'm myself around you
Not that mask I put on every morning
Because for that split second.. When I see you
My mask disappears.
Whenever I hear your laugh
When I see your smile
Being with you in general
It turns me back into myself.
I love you.
You.
You have no idea how important you are to me.
 Jan 2015 Xyns
David Ehrgott
Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall.
It was Autumn.
These were great times.
 Jan 2015 Xyns
Jesse Madison
Once the depression becomes routine,
Happiness never really feels comfortable again.
It comes around
now and then,
like an old friend.
You laugh and drink
and reminisce about all the plans you had that never panned out.
All the hope you invested,
in the jobs, the relationships, the dreams and goals.
And you laugh at how foolish you once were for ever having such ideas.
But the laughter dies out
And your smile fades
And you know in the back of your mind
that soon, your happiness will be gone again,
and you can never quite forgive it for leaving.
You cant blame it,
All you ever did was hold it back.
Maybe somebody else could make better use of it.
And the depression,
Well the depression is no Stranger.
 Jan 2015 Xyns
Peter Simon
Sorries
 Jan 2015 Xyns
Peter Simon
He sat across the extent,
On the wide room floor

She just curled up on bed,
As if he didn’t exist


He wanted to speak,
But no words came out

Her eyes started to leak,
Although she didn’t dare wipe it up


He stood and walked to the door
With hesitance, he almost fell

She wanted to stop him
As she heard the **** turned


He waited for her,
To ask him to stop

But she didn’t
Her conceit was too high


Nobody spoke
He left
She wept
**

If sorries were that easy to say
Then maybe, they both stayed
 Jan 2015 Xyns
Travis Lue Alston
Soft kisses and tasty wine
Seems to be pretty nice on a breezy day for Friday evening
On Valentine's day, honey
Don't sell your heart
Just give me a chance
You can be mines everyday
I'n this lifetime
We could build a timeline
Make memories and have dreams together
I'm sure
We could fly though the night
And travel to places uninvited like Extravaganza, Australia, Paris, Rome, Greece, Portland , Italians anywhere in the world
Maybe
One of these places
We could call home
One day
And have a baby girl name Rostai
In the future I hope
Your beautiful eyes
Stare into mines
As you hold me thigh
While I reveal my sweet stories of love to you every night
It will be the frist three words thats  easier to make you smile
To make you laugh,
To make you feel,
To make you believe,
To make you beloved,
For centuries
You and I will have the world
But it won't be perfect
But one things for sure
Your happiness will be treasured and adored
Only in my heart baby
God knows how bad I want you close but that's

Year's From Now
I'll hold you down

But until then
Just sleep baby sleep
Until I'm actually beside you
My beautiful
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