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alexandra Feb 2020
as the air wisps between the branches of the trees,
I can't help but think of you and me.

how the wind caresses each individual leaf,
and wraps around the stems.

our love is like the air and the trees.

every touch,
every moment,

I am wrapped in your love.
Max Neumann Feb 2020
i am grateful to you readers because
without you nobody would
read my words.

i am grateful to you poets because
without you nobody would...





inspire me.

THANK YOU, THANK YOU & THANK YOU FROM THE BOTTOM OF MY HEART: FOR YOUR READING, WRITING, ADDING, REPOSTING, LIKING AND LOVING.

YOURS
MIKEY
Today is a good day.
zz Feb 2020
I never regret
Choosing you
To make
My heart
Smile
TOD HOWARD HAWKS Feb 2020
Earth is the gallery
where we can see
and appreciate the
mosaic of mankind.
Different colors and
shapes, different
sounds and meanings,
myriad ways of
living. But caring
and loving can be
the main motif of
being if we choose.

Copyright 2020 Tod Howard Hawks
A graduate of Andover and Columbia College, Columbia University, Tod Howard Hawks has been a poet and human-rights for his entire life. He recently finished his novel, A CHILD FOR AMARANTH.
Mykarocknrollin Feb 2020
IMY
admit it or not
it shows in your actions and eyes
you miss me
but i'm not sure if its really me
is this just physical
are we just ******* mental
believing we can surpass
this circumstance
of being with each other
even if we are not together
why do you remember
every detail
you don't fail
i'm just continuing to be frail
to seek
to be meek
hope i'll not get sick
i'm becoming weak
admit it
or nothing
is gonna change
with this
feeling

xo
Sythin Voxe Jan 2020
I love you so much

more than the Sun loves the Moon,

or the Day loves the Noon.

I want to hug you more than

Waves hug the Shore,

or a Frame hugs a Door,

and kiss you more than the

Horizon does the Sky

or more than Lashes bat an Eye.

I don't think I could love you more,

but now, I've said that before,

and I'll say it over and over

until the day I die.
I love you more than poetry. And that says something.
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