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Abi Jul 2020
They said it was just a summer romance
They said that it was an off-brand love
They said that we didn't even have a chance
But I knew that what we had was something so much more
I knew in the way your hand fit mine like a glove
They said that when the summer ended so would we
That we'd be better off if we set each other free
But I knew it was real I was absolutely sure
But you let their words cause you to doubt
You let their lies creep into your mind
And when doing so you left our love behind
We could've made it if only you would've fought for me
But instead, you let your mind wander too far and got lost at sea
They said I'd be okay and I'd move on soon
but they didn't know how it felt when we kissed beneath the moon
If only you would not have questioned what I knew for sure
maybe we could have it all and even a little bit more.
Still, to this day my heart belongs to you
I wonder if yours is still mine too
Please no rude or hateful comments, I'm still a new writer
Luna Jun 2020
Every summer afternoon I sit in my porch,
And admire the most exquisite view,
Sun rays embracing the sunflowers,
Loving them in a way no one ever cares to do.
bess goldstein Feb 2020
my life line moves across
your chest
your love line inches towards
my lower back
reading your palms
under the thin covers
summer air blows into our hair
permeating the smell
of grass and warm flowers

we embrace
the unknowable future crushed
between our palms.
reminds me of romeo and juliet when they first met, they fell in love through touching their hands.
Nika Sandadze Jan 2020
Everything you learned from me
You get to keep forever
They are yours
They are free

Never came with a price-tag
but it came at a price for me

I never locked the door
You were free to leave
the moment you walked in

And all i kept from you
will collect dust over the years
Until they become dust themselves

Door remains unlocked
Hoping one day you will turn the ****
and dust off everything you left behind
Francie Lynch Aug 2019
We first sexed in a tumbling, fumbling manner;
The time had come, it seemed to us,
To consummate our ****** lust.

The Valley was shakin' to The Rocks,
A popular Irish band;
We'd had our fill,
I sparked the engine,
And parked my bike on Techumseh Hill.

The summit was dew damp;
We spread wide our pants,
Not knowing who should go for whom,
So we relented to the crescent moon;
I acquiesced to the shooting stars
When my eyes

Diverse moons have filled my nights,
Long since the grassy knoll,
Desire Jul 2019
Love isnt perfect meeting perfect.
Its a covenant taken in hand: promising
to push through floods and flaws
despite our own imperfections...
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We're all human, knowing
darkness and what its like to be broken.
Let love be your light, mending your
broken p i e c e s...
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I'm an imperfect man,
but I'm a man to say the least,
and I will continue to push so that
love may continue to increase‼️
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johannah May 2019
flowing hair,
crowned with white and
yellow flowers
by boredom now
entangled by the summer breeze
I wear a dress,
and upon my thighs
is a book,
stained with my now drying tears.

my dimples gleam in the bright sun,
my heart as pure and light
as the white dogs tumbling
playfully around me
serenity in my heart,
you on my mind,
this is how it should be.
Caroline Ward Mar 2019
I put sun cream on in the bedroom
You told me you liked the smell.
Later, sand stuck to it
When your hand was on my thigh
And your tongue in my mouth.
I tell my mother but not my friends
Because it wasn't as good
As I thought it would be
And I'm worried I did something wrong.
The next day
I avoid your gaze in the cafe
But you see me and
You pay for my ice coffee.
We go for a walk
I'm too awkward to say a thing
Our hands nearly brush, never touch.
We reach the pier
And I feel comfortable enough
To tease you about
Your Hawaiian shirt.
You're bashful, tell me it's second hand
And it smells musty, like dust
I suggest sun cream
And you smile, it's not awkward anymore.
You walk me home and
Kiss me before I go in
I thank you for the coffee
And watch as you walk
Down the path
Glowing in the evening sun.
Summer ends
And you promise to call
But never seem to find the time.
I watch your life unfold on Facebook
And we become strangers.
But I still think of you
Whenever I smell
Sun cream on my skin.
Woodweaver Nov 2018
Green were the winds
Blue were the skies
That very first day
when we shook eyes
What a perfect reflection,
souls from forgotten lives.
Much a surprise such a cunning disguise
for a mouth so wise, and compatible size.

Blessed by the mountain
kissed by the seas
We gave thanks to Earth
for being surrounded by trees.

Dreams and bodies brewed
in our tent and the space between our knees
Torn underwear, instead of strip-tease
To fall in love
some do with ease
But to become love itself, I once struggled to believe.
Metamorphosis of an epic scale.
So blow wind blow
Into these lover's sail
Blow wind blow
And forever tell the tale
Dedicated to "Whisperwind", even though the wind no longer blows.
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