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Autumn Love
Forget Summer Love, I want an Autumn Love. I can imagine what he looks like, his fiery strands of hair tipped with gold, his eyes a captivating earthy brown or a deep forest green. He will be as strong as the blustery winds. His scent would be fresh like autumnal earth.
Chloe UrquhartPublished 7 years ago in PoetsI am Woman
Carry, labor, nurture, love Tiny gifts from up above Strength and elegance in my core I am Woman, hear me roar. Unmatched beauty and intuition
Jessica BurdenPublished 7 years ago in PoetsAngry Tears
Falling silently My tears are spent in vain Losing my cool Can't convey what's in my brain No matter what I do My cerebrum fills with commotion
J.R. WilliamsPublished 7 years ago in PoetsDancing on Air
Sick with worry Like a disease polluting my body Like air to my bloodstream Air in my veins, But none in my lungs Plenty of air to dance on,
Jessica Jo BesseyPublished 7 years ago in PoetsMissed Memories
I miss being the one you are in love with, the one you called your forever I miss being the one you held goodnight, the one you called your always
Kerri EllingPublished 7 years ago in PoetsIOU
His large hands dig into my hip bones, Strong, stubborn, securing me down as if I was His prey. Why do I even feel this fragile in His touch?
Perfect
I wish I could see myself through his eyes.. he called me perfect, he says I’m perfect.. but his definition of perfect is different from mine..
Abigail TruesdalePublished 7 years ago in PoetsYou.
This morning I woke up next to someone else. I rolled over, half blind without my glasses and thought it was you for a second.
The Hand That Feeds You
I was warned about you and didn't listen Guess you already knew that on your mission Composed of gossip and bad intentions
Garvin RayePublished 7 years ago in PoetsFluttering Hearts Prevail
Fingers and shivers through skin, petrichor filling young lungs, silver eyes gazing from afar. The earth and sun meet
Storm
On trembling wings I take flight Not sure if my wings will hold. Into the void, the darkness unknown Onto adventures untold
Anthony RussellPublished 7 years ago in PoetsThe Cut Off ✂
When the plant is dying give it nutrient When the funds are low no more's to be spent If you're feeling a little on the heavy side
Garvin RayePublished 7 years ago in Poets