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Misha Kroon Aug 2014
His name,
Tastes like,
Sweet, soft velvet,
On my tongue.
Tim Eichhorn Jun 2014
Once passed
Always alive
You Lou
Have me hypnotized.
Not a word
I have heard
Sounds more real
Than the ones
you've told

I too,
Have been
"Waiting
For the man."
Head up Lexington
And start lookin'
For a dear
Dear friend
Of mine;
But mostly
For that one,
Quick, fix.

Soon after
"******" hits
And I too
Am dosed,
I - don't - know.
My only
Wonder now is
If a smack
Syringe can be
As good as
It sounds at
This moment
Commemorating the sounds of Lou Reed and the Velvet Underground. Rest in Peace Lou
Heike Borgard May 2014
old friend again you're shining
over  the sleeping shores
around you stars like diamonds
the velvet sky is yours

you're sparkling on the sea waves
to brighten mermaids' dreams
while long forgotten magic
is reflecting in your beams

my soul longs to be with you
and flies with wings spread wide
all way through time and space
to drink your silvery light.


(© Heike Borgard 2013)
Tori Edwards May 2014
the snowflakes are falling
and slipping through frozen fingers
so don't cry ***
the summer'll be here soon

even if it seems
the roads are choking
under salt and ***** sand

Your love cascades down from
our purple velvet skies
While the whole world shimmers
and reflects the blue in your eyes

the snow can keep falling
until it covers our little English town
It's been falling all day long
but I don't mind because of your smile

everything is safe and sound
in our own little
Purple Velvet Wonderland
No matter how many times I edit this one, it never seems right to me.
Serenity.
Soft velvet that is not comparable.
Singing, a babbling brook.
Sweet music.

Calming.
Calamities haven't happened.
Caressing, a new potential.
Carry no burden.

Peaceful.
Pleasant and sweet reminder.
Pastries melting on your tongue.
Past is lost.

Dawning.
Drawing ever near.
Deliberately wishing.
Dancing to the music.
Ughten Definition: the soft light at dawn.
Oleander May 2014
I had a dream

Of sunshine so dim

That noon was midnight.

You donned your velvet

And paraded your charms

In front of me

With an arrogant smile.

The snakes circled me

And you held out

Your hand to dance with me.

With venom on my tongue,

We spun between the swaying cobras,

Intent on something

You knew all too much about

And I too little.

Hours passed and the dimness

Of the midday sun

Sank into the mountains

And an even darker abyss

Smothered our mysterious game.

Then we stopped and the snakes

Grinned as we embraced,

Your tongue tasting bitter

And your hands insincere.

As you pulled away,

We started to crumble,

Falling into ash

And trembling in transparency.

Yet as our skin flew away,

We could still see each other's eyes...

And I awoke in a sweat

For dreams are much too true.
I wrote this a long time ago under my Deviant Art account, but since I no longer have that account, I figured I would post this here. :-) This website is really cool!

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