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lillium Sep 2019
on days that tasted like warm wine from the 80’s as the sun basked through my lover eyes that looks like a pool of honey. we sway our body to the slow rhythm of songs we never know the name or who sings it, our bare feet touch the cold marble floor, but his touch are warm and soft like rose petal that spent too much days in the sun. My lover was a nervous shaking box tied in blue ribbon, as he slowly open his lips for mine. My heart was a shattered glass on cold September wind, as I slowly pull him to my reach.
I don’t know
everything has been so dull lately
zen Sep 2019
Sewing the spiral depth
The halogram projected
Lapse time
Turning
Pixels to
Pixie
Dust
Into diamond

The Dogon
Gamble's away his
sand
In hopes of
Sound the sun rays
Of Saturn singing

Serpents tongue
Circulates the circumference
Of the circus
Sung circles
Sunken fertile land
Herbs in hand
The earth purges
Again
Again
And again
I am nervous
Hit with nerfs
Of the world
Shooting
Me down
I laugh
I dismay the smuck
And smog
Smuggled by singularity
Stiffened by ambiguity
Banging my head on the mirror
Of the river
I bleed red
In blue
Streams

Giant
Futile, no
Forever, yet
Few,
Find the feather
I flew over mind and
Let loose

My severed spine
has broken down into
bread and wine
Dive inward
Kale Sep 2019
The sickly taste
Trickles down my raspy
Throat
Waiting to burn the thoughts
Of the conscious
And birth the child
Of uncontrollable antics
Wondering where
The people that said
They loved me
Are laid to sleep
In their earthly home
Or if the new ones
Say it so boldly
Would like to join
Them in the holy
Throne
Julie Grenness Sep 2019
Long ago and far away.
I drank a glass of wine one day,
But I was allergic to grapes,
Wine o'clock for me don't rate,
Just listening to you is enough,
Whine o'clock now, tough!
Feedback welcome.
lua Sep 2019
Lips red and sweet as wine
And eyes that will never leave my mind
Her voice is calm and puts me in a trance
But loving her is a crime
And I'll accept the consequence as it is
For a chance to have a dance
And I'll seal my fate with every kiss
And hands intertwined.
Peasant The Poet Aug 2019
If there was a message in this bottle,
I'd sip until I could see.
Drinking dulcet dreams
of what I wish you'd say to me.
She was the finest of vintages,
and of her love, I drank deeply-
-knowing that my drunkenness
would be worth any hangover,
for a sweeter wine
I have not tasted.
Espresso manic Aug 2019
Her body language
flirts, her smile reckons me.
****, she’s what I need.
quick one before my meeting
chat,chat
like the act of cat
when rat is chased

chat, chat
mock every heart
trying to be so kind
and let him feeling with hard
that is the most human act

chat ,chat
mock yourself
say i am the Jinn
know everything
but you don't gain
the knowing of the end

chat,chat
the back of the girls moved
the eyes of men becom wolves
the devil tried to act as angel in move
and they thought they did the right do

chat, chat
the wine was poured
the mind was idled
the hearts wanted one thing
the devil flew and might bring
the angels to see the fault of that one
who surely was challenged and chosen
by the God

chat chat
when the angels was brought
the kind spirit attended
the devil spreads the fault
some of men and women escaped
and others might fell into the hell
they obeyed their demand
and forgot thier God
everything went well out of the devil and the fault, when one obeys himself it might leads him to the worst end
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