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neth jones Mar 2020
we descend
and ground our feet
in the Spoken World

cementing our entrance
accessing the shared signal

we greet here
for the poetry
but communication
and therapy
politics
and ideas of how things ought to be
apply here also

art cannot abstain
***
Carlo C Gomez Mar 2020
Tell me your secrets
unofficially
surreptitiously
on the quiet

whisper the unknown
off the record
behind closed doors
on the sly

between you and me
in camera
sub rosa
entre nous

let me be your one and only
Tori Schall Mar 2020
"Could you spare a moment?
I need to talk to you,
it's important."

"Not right now,
I'm busy.
Can we talk later?"

"Oh, okay."

And we never talk.
Michael Stefan Mar 2020
Your intentions remain a mystery,
Like ancient language scrawled on stone,
I do not understand your secrecy,
A perverse desire to remain unknown.

You always were so foreign to me,
No matter the hours spent at dusty tomes,
No knowledge gained of any degree,
As I searched your glyph-filled catacombs.

But in brief, fleeting moments,
I swear I understood
Your hidden dialect of expression,
As your cold air blew
And I breathed you in.
Maria Etre Feb 2020
Why is it goodbye
when there's
nothing good about bye?
Aaron E Feb 2020
Look at us deciphering from scattered bits of simple cadence

Gluing framing gaining prudent palette learning newer flavors

Loosening the meaning proving brighter than you once expected

Catapulting action leaving no depiction undisected.

Incomplete induction building context of compressed impressions

Sifting pieces understanding wanderlust in simple lessons

Pouring into view the words
Assuming form in function destined

Coloring a loose interpretation
Fusing loving heaven.

Seldom do the patrons of this theater construct it perfect

None the less the picture seeds a lust and makes the effort worth it
will19008 Feb 2020
I wish I understood what's going on

[no reply]

I wish I understood the meaning behind what you write

[no reply]

I wish I understood what you're not writing

[no reply]

I wish... never mind

now I get it
If wishes were horses we all would ride...
Jayne E Feb 2020
take my hand
lead me to your bed
lay so close with me
in evenings fading light

cover my body
with a blanket of kisses
map my skin with your mouth
love me true love me right

run your hands all over me
read me like braille
arousing all my senses
find the heat between my thighs

take your time
tease me delicious
slow burn your love on me
free my moans & loving sighs

let me show you
with my body
the deep love I feel for you
in evenings fading light

cover your body
with a blanket of kisses
map your skin with my mouth
love you true love you right

© J.C.
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