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Always You

Always You

A Poem by James F Mowrey III


When you're near, there is no fear.My breath you hear, whisper in your ear.Sensations we feel,a love so real.Ourselves we reveal,never to conceal.Our ..
Ode to death

Ode to death

A Poem by xLeonardx


I played with the rhyme couplings in this one...
Heartbeat

Heartbeat

A Story by Colie


Love.. with a hint of a smile.
Flight of Bliss

Flight of Bliss

A Poem by Igor G. Balatsky


from ‘Footprints in the Sand’
Intoxication

Intoxication

A Story by Ina Waltz


a short text I wrote while I was dating my ex- girlfriend
Foolish love

Foolish love

A Poem by Ina Waltz


Don’t hold me so tightfoolish lovemy bones are breakableand my veins are so delicateDon’t hold me so tightfoolish lovetime moves swiftly i..
Flood

Flood

A Poem by Ina Waltz


Hours we spent together were never quite right,all we tasted of was sweat and blood.We were always meant to beso together we crawled into the dark.Fog..
Click, click

Click, click

A Poem by Ina Waltz


I heard a clicking noise last night in my bed.You always made that annoying sound with your tongue when you were sleeping.My phone fell on the floor. ..
Caught

Caught

A Poem by Ina Waltz


My bones were never light,but you made them heavier. The way you talked made my skin fall apart. Oh, I never stood a chance.
Reboot

Reboot

A Poem by Ina Waltz


old poem
Language of pain

Language of pain

A Poem by Ina Waltz


I clenched my fist while holding my tongue with dirty fingers I pressed too hard and turned it into soft red dust I could not tell you about m..
Art of us

Art of us

A Poem by Ina Waltz


Bodies surrounded by colours Framed with wooden boards We became a masterpiece
The Beckon

The Beckon

A Poem by Rosa Carlyle-Mitchell


When you can finally submit to the feeling.
Taste of You

Taste of You

A Poem by akihsna


The orchestra of silence was playing in our vicinityWe enjoyed the taciturn colloquy in complete quietnessOur eyes were having a deep conversation not..
The unsayable

The unsayable

A Poem by Ina Waltz


Sloppy movement of my boneson your oh-so-fragile skinconducting wires through my fingerslike you've never done it beforechallenging organs to obey you..

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