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I long to be Loved by You
You and just you
Just as you are
My midnight star
Whose Beauty sings sweet like the rain

I long to be Loved by You
Loved Sweet by You
Sweet and True
Beyond All the Blue
You know how much I love you
And your exotic rose sway,
For not just sundays
But
Forever and a day

I long to Be Loved by You
Like Poets long to write poems
And Songs
How together we belong
How together our love always belongs

I long to Be Loved by you
Like waves long for the  Heavenly shore,
And flowers long for the Summers
sweet rain
I long for you to pour Your Loves
Dear Honey and Champagne

I Long to Be loved by you
I Long to be Always loved by you
For All Ive known Is
my sweet love
for you

Reynaldo Casison
Awed with her Sweet Beauty
The Midnight Stars
With The Honey and diamond gift
Of  their love
Light Their Candles
Upon the breast and hem
Of The Heavenly Moon
All the Exotic Roses and Sunflowers
Sigh With Our Love
In Iris Stillness And Sweet Repose

Reynaldo Casison
My sweet treat of choice,
Was a nice ice coffee.

But now nothing compares,
To the Cup o' Joe shade of your hair,
And the sugary taste of your lipstick.
The sweet taste of nature is the beautiful flavor of coffee.
The sweetest of confections
The dearest of affections
Sweet nothings to the ear
A  symphony you will never hear
Spindly drawings on the wrists
A horrid mural with a twist
Shattered wings that cannot fly
Turn around and say goodbye
Close your eyes and wish for love
From a supposed deity up above
Hope for tomorrow
Live for today
There is still so much left to say
Soft melodies in the harsh, humid air
But no one listens or seems to care
Take a breath and rest your head
Fall to the ground, an earthy bed
Taste the comfort and feel the warmth
Hear the music and go forth
Learn your lesson, seize the day
Forge The path
Pave the way.
im proud of you.
something i thought of during my nap/rest time today.
hope you enjoyed
Zelda Mar 1
i can't say i like the taste
especially—
it’s quite bitter
but you (i) much rather prefer
there’s nothing bitter about you

a nespresso with caramel—
no, i don’t see
the resemblance
(sticky, sugar, honey)
(stay, the taste—caramel)
i must be broken
but not you (you) are heavenly

(Oh—the door—hush)

the taste (you —sweet)—
caramel
March 1, 2025
Updated: April 14, 2025
that’s how you like your poetry,
That’s how you would like everything,
No stress, no test, easy on the breast,
but short and sweet has no protein,
won’t build your bones, quite contrary,
the poem that doesn’t make you think,
it’s just a cavity, a precurse to self~decay
a drip dripping in just another day of you
evaporating
Ken Pepiton Feb 27
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Revolving and expanding…
as spirals ever are…

as we, in ever are spiraling
along a line through time's

deepest thoughts, patient
agent curiosities, shining so

as once to seem so shown, to see

you, your entire self known worth,
as mass… gravitationally verifiable,

patient balancing pirouette perpetuation

spinning preceptor presensiousness away

far away, as all may freely see, today,
two flash, wish
the truth
of what we become, finally
evolved, remains, same as it ever was,
expanding and thinning at its extremities.
What a relief
Blaire Blues Feb 21
we’d mangle some hearts
and butter the rest
we’d sneak into bars
just for the jest
all these woven cards
seem to rest
when we wore
buddy holly amidst—
all the fest.
orange is sweet
orange is sour
orange is the pretty tulip flower

orange is loving
orange is kind
orange is someone with a steady mind

orange is humble, orange is lonely
orange is wild
orange is homely.
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