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 Mar 2015 flustered
Kelly Rose
Her's was a quiet love
filled with love letters
moonlight
and roses
His was a fiery love
filled with danger
rough kisses
and a certain violence
He gave her
the warmth she craved
through his fiery passion
without singe
She gave him
a cooling calm
soothing his ravaged soul
with her gentle breeze
Unlikely pair?
Most definitely...
But what a balance
they achieved
He was her fire
She, his cooling breeze*

krs
3/26/2015
 Mar 2015 flustered
jinx
I am not shy. I am loud, I am talkative, I am the first to start a conversation, I am not afraid to tell a stranger everything on my mind, I will laugh too loud in front of people, I will cry too hard in front of people, I will tell any secret that is mine to tell, I almost always know what to say, I like to socialize, I enjoy company, I enjoy talking, I enjoy listening. But not when it comes to you. When it comes to you I am so scared to make a wrong move. When it comes to you my heart bursts open into my brain prohibiting logical thoughts. When it comes to you I am painfully shy, I listen too long, I talk too little, I cover my mouth when I laugh, I make small movements, because I do not care what random strangers think of me, but I do care how you think of me. I care if you like how I look or talk and I care if you think I am interesting, and I want so bad to fake who I am just to impress you but I don't think that will be necessary because you seem to like me. And thats good. I like me too.
Spoken Word
 Mar 2015 flustered
Mehma Kunwar
You
Breathe. Everythings going to be fine. Don't give up. I believe you are okay and as beautiful as on the day you entered this world. Thank God you went through so much ugliness and didn't become it.
You got the winter of Mars in your eyes
I can feel the coldness of it
You've got the perfect nose
I perceive everytime we kiss

Evasive I have been;
I let your planet orbit around me
And allow you to conquer my observatory
A fluctuation
In Earth's shadow
Then you stare on my stars
While the great comet elapse once more.

You hold my hands tenderly
And let go of Milky Way galaxy
"Mars no more" I say
You kiss my spots and answer me
*"Let me fall with your gravity"
 Mar 2015 flustered
genia
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 Mar 2015 flustered
genia
why is it that
we can recite the whole periodic table,
but when asked to write down
a list of what we like about ourselves,
the paper remains blank?
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