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 Mar 2017
Prathipa Nair
When someone asks my age I smile
They start guessing twenty five,twenty eight
I smile again at their curiosity
And reply I am forty two !
Looking at me with a surprise
They ask me how come?
Your smile never tells your age
With a smile again, I replied
My heart never grow old !!
When a heart is young, a smile always looks young:-p
 Mar 2017
Audrey Maday
People say love is not supposed to hurt.
But I loved you
And it hurt like hell.
 Mar 2017
iamtheavatar
As the music plays,
I could feel her heartbeat
in my heart.
And when she dances,
I could hear my name.

**iamthe_avatar ©2017
A poem for love.
Made with Creative Writer app.
 Mar 2017
Cné
Basking in postcoital bliss, talking between the sheets
catching our breath, giggling with laughter treats

Laying in the afterglow, tangled in the sheets
sweating cooling skin, and completing greater feats

Blissful in post euphoria, feeling quite appeased
finding comfort in warm arms, putting me at ease

Still sighing, touching, tasting, nuzzled in content
reveling in the splendor, our minds and bodies, spent

Let me drink, this moment in, before we turn to clocks,
wishing only to start again, as seconds ticking  mocks.

Snuggling together, eyes and hands so locked
wishing for ourselves, more hours, on the clock
Great minds .... He brought me there. http://hellopoetry.com/TF/
 Mar 2017
phil roberts
When you're alone and tired
And your mind aches too much
To find hope or peace
Close your eyes and think of me
Feel my arms around you
Feel my warmth against you
For you know I'm always there

We will leave the pain behind us
And we'll gently fly so high
Through the soft and blue
Warmly cradling sky
Where every breath we take
Becomes a lover's sigh
Just close your eyes and feel it
For I'm here by your side

                                                By Phil Roberts
Inspired by the paintings of Marc Chagall
 Mar 2017
Gidgette
I'm that burn
Killing your smile
Turn you to ash
And I'll do it with style
Women like me,
Not a dime a dozen
Bend down for me, baby
Put your head in the oven
Crazy? Me?
You got that right
I'll light it up,
Burn it all through the night
Just when you think
The fires gone out
I'll wear your blood on my lips
With a grin, no pout
I'm that burn
Like vintage whiskey
Get closer baby,
C'Mon, kiss me~A
 Mar 2017
Samantha Lee
The smell of passion
rolls off him in waves
gently covering her pillows
a morning scent she craves
like coffee on Sunday morning
may be not necessity
an aroma floating bold
comfort brewing in immensity
arousal of the senses
stimulation of the mind
delectable and refreshing
a pleasure so refined
 Mar 2017
Demonatachick
Warmth is what we crave, our hearts fuel to the fire, caressing one another's flesh, taking each other higher, fight my bruising kisses, let me tease you as I mar, that which I do worship, every heartbeat, every scar, cage my hand inside yours, hold me tighter than you dare, constrict around my heart my love, it's open and it's bared.
For you, always.
 Mar 2017
Jamie L Cantore
If you have me, you want to
Share me. If you share me,
You no longer have me.
I have been Bless, by each of you everyday.
By your Poems, as well by each of you here,
Your Hearts, are Big as well as Beautiful too.
I am Thankful, for each of you as well Friends.
I shall continue to keep each of you in my Prayers.
I am so Thankful, for everything that you have done.
For you all have Blessed my Life more then you know.
So I pray, that Christ shall Bless you more then you know.
For you all, are Such a Blessing to me and to others too.
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