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 Oct 2015 Mirlotta
Victoria Tran
Heart
Breaking
Tears
Scarred for life
Yet, unspoken words was left behind
Yearning for what won’t exist
This date had a special meaning and i used the numbers into a poem that meant those little numbers
Love
Is where your
arms hold  me close
and you whisper
I'll never
let go
Live endless love,
be loved endlessly.
Live exclusion,
be excluded.
Note to Kim Davis
 Oct 2015 Mirlotta
SG Holter
Your speaking in your sleep
Keeps me up all night trying to
Remember that favourite song
Of mine that your ****
Voice reminds
Me
Of

Girlfriends are real
Demons at
Times  
Hell might be
Heaven  
Men may
Be right

But nothing hurts when
You love
Enough
Just be
Laughter

Lighter things
Feel like love and
Lightness
Audience
Lucky as all others who know
This
Is
Unfear
We happen
Now
 Oct 2015 Mirlotta
ALamar
Compass
 Oct 2015 Mirlotta
ALamar
Onward and Upward
Trending on mind-bending signals that send you on a trip to perfect love making
For the sake of awakening the inner child making a bad girl go wild
Letting her inner child out on her worst behavior
Save the Christian values for later
For now live in the moment of every lover’s dreams
Let your inhibitions roam free
Lets heat things up with rose pedals raining from the ceiling
On this cold crisp evening go see
What cupid has left you under the tree
Wrapped up in a bow
It’s time to let go and release the thing you’ve always been afraid of but wanted to be
Exalt intimate thoughts to heights beneath where the Holiest of Holies and great *** meet
Close your eyes
Follow each of my fingers on a ride
Each pushing electrical impulses pulsating until your body convulses and goes into a frenzy
Each one
Precludes the width and the tip of my tongue
And turnpikes all the way down until it touches the inner sides of your thighs then slides…
In and out
In and out of the walls of your gateway
Just point me in the direction of the pathway
The cove the place where I lay my suitcase and we make our case to fill the atmosphere
With rotating, rewinding, refilling
Our empty glasses with wine and no fear
A cycle of love making on relentless rotation being made...right here
 Oct 2015 Mirlotta
Mike Essig
Just an instant
twixt breath
and death.

In that living
blink-blink
let us lie
eye to eye

(moan to moan,
groan to groan)

so when we go
we will heart
happy know:

we were never,
not once,
not ever, alone.
weezy
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