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A mouth of citrus tastesA mouth of citrus tastes a tingle of lips sticky with Last nights chapstick. socks hang like weary travelers Off feet still sore from running Through bushes of juniper with blue Silvery berries that leave a pungent Unexplored smell In hair of pear blossoms and lye Sweet and burnt Like marmalade on brittle toast And fingers of warm cuddled sweat Smack generously against the ass Of Early morning love.A mouth of citrus tastes
by ~subtlenuances
We kiss infinity stars...We kiss infinity stars Our eyelashes bashed Naked cold lingeringWe kiss infinity stars...
Against the leather side back edge
of that five dollar bill wedged
in your Undergarments Your back is smooth and calm against me Like a little Featherbed I could just Die on
Fuck
gently said Through pillows And breasts and kisses
and wet Somber Sweat Clinging To the backs of us Bite Tenderly ripped from my mouth
and in moment to frail to remember Because we’re patterns We’re flowers We are the oldest portraits on
by ~subtlenuances
On the subject of water.I know you are in me I have tasted you Crisp Clear Splash You bite Attracted to yourself You cling To your center Your oxygen, your life.On the subject of water.
You have a
Tumultuous
Relationship With yourself Your innards Your molecules Are dancing A rapid exchange Of would be
Clicks and snaps They part ways To join another A would be Confliction, And yet this Incestuous Affliction Gives you life.
If I am alive I know you More than I know myself You give me B
by ~subtlenuances
once:beforeAnd when I asked you before Between sips of Frappacinos If you thought it would last And it was Never the same answer Which is comforting Because then I know You weren’t lyingonce:before
And we drink hot tea In winter To let the warmth back in But it’s snowing And I’m freezing But I’m scared The tea is poisoned With all those truths you told
So maybe I’m lying to myself Again about you Telling myself you were The antagonist And was weak But forgive My insecurities Like I tried to forgive yours Mine
by ~subtlenuances
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a world of oscarsso here was a man who cared not for any snowflake theory; "as varied and singular so as to saya world of oscars
that not one can ever quite be matched
to any other..."
he instead favored the familiar; a smile, a grin, or any such thing as to be reminiscent of
a mirror image.
to bring about familiarity and sameness; he would like to be a cockroach among a festering mass of many more similar cockroaches, so that he may compliment the rest, casting congratulatory remarks upon his unsuspecting fellows (many of them do not realize that they are not sno
by ~happyella
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- Interests: warm clothing from the dryer, greek/latin roots, sleep, aesthetisism, civil rights, depravity
- Favourite movie: American Beauty, Go, The Graduate, Secretary, Sex, Lies and Videotapes, Clerks
- Favourite band or musician: Ani Difranco, Bob Dylan, Patsy Cline, Simon & Garfunkel, Placebo, The Beatles, Leonard Cohen
- Favourite genre of music: Folk, "Oldies", Rock and Roll,
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Your look amazing aimes...
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Really sincere & happy as always
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-Sarah
This is PensivePonderer. I was checking on this site, and saw you comment on my page this month. Made me put up a poem. I was wondering if I was still worth anything as a writer.
I would very much like if you left a comment, please. I'm an avid fan of yours, it would really mean quite a lot.
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My name is Vego
♥♥♥♥
brianah
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If we swim to Junk Island we'll burn up like the seagulls
and the whiskey bottles.
We're scrapped valentines.
We're tangerine rinds.
We're crimes, crimes, crimes, crimes, crimes.
- B B "crimes"
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-polly:you say i'm weird as if it's a bad thing...
you make me feel so loved. and its just what I needed right now.
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what you don't understand you can make mean anything.- Palanhiuk
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-polly:you say i'm weird as if it's a bad thing...
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-i am not concerned
ella*
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[<3] COCAINGEL
keep in touch.
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"then he left,
ran from the entire world.
and never ever came back."
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