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 Jun 2015 Nikita
niamh
An idea conceived in an intense moment of beauty or pain.
A moment of perfect clarity.
We turn our brains to wombs,
To nurture it, protect it,
Know it and love it.
We feed it emotion
And it grows stronger.
When the time is right
We give birth to it
Through tears sweat and blood
Or pure tranquility.
And we love it,
On our own or alongside others.
For these are our babies
 Jun 2015 Nikita
Alice R-P
A handful of berries,
A heart full of joy,
These are the moments,
In the summer to enjoy.

The lightness of Your body,
Your eyes have a gleam,
Living is so effortless
It nowadays seems.

Bathing in the sunrays,
Mind is at ease,
These are the days,
You should undoubtedly seize.
 Jun 2015 Nikita
Robert Herrick
Help me! help me! now I call
To my pretty witchcrafts all;
Old I am, and cannot do
That I was accustomed to.
Bring your magics, spells, and charms,
To enflesh my thighs and arms;
Is there no way to beget
In my limbs their former heat?
æson had, as poets feign,
Baths that made him young again:
Find that medicine, if you can,
For your dry, decrepit man
Who would fain his strength renew,
Were it but to pleasure you.
Coffee in the mornings
******* afternoons
Smoking joints in joints
Listening to music
Every night by moon

My youth went up
As another puff
As another sniff , a wiff
And before I knew it
I was looking very ruff

I can't even remember
If I slept at all
Or who I was sleeping with
For all I see are faces
Their names I don't recall

Rosebud tripped on the step
Coming out the entrance door
She fell into my open arms
I would never be the same man
As I was just before

See most women
Leave their jewelry
Rosebud left her name

Rosebud loved the thunder
Rosebud loved the rain
She scared me like lightning
Laugh at all my pain


She never asked me if I loved her
She never said the same
She laid her head upon my shoulder
Said when you're gone
I will be sorely pained

Rosebud tripped on the step
Coming out the entrance door
And fell into my open arms
I would never be the same man
As I was just before

See most woman
Leave their jewelry
Rosebud left her name .
 Jun 2015 Nikita
Poetria
Your eyes
Your hair
Your captivating stare
Our similarities
Our differences
Our moments we share
The thought of you
The thought of me
The thought of what is meant to be
My universe
My time
My energy
All stand before me
The fireworks  in your eyes
In my stomach are butterflies
What we have is explosive
Dangerous yet breathtaking
Our hearts entwined
In this fragile web.
The spider is fate
And it brought us together
*To destroy us forever.
"To love is to destroy."
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