Sometimes I don’t like waking mid-dream Glimpses of other lives Other possible realities They’re why I don’t look in darkened mirrors
By Atomic Historianabout a month ago in Poets
I try not to think about it But it’s hard at times like this When I feel like I realize who you are I am the lock And you are the key
Under the surface in my dream There lies alone my everything More beautiful I cannot see Charm is her manifold stalking She makes love to me by being
By Patrick M. Ohanaabout a month ago in Poets
Angel of the Deep Hidden in plain sight Shifting sands and waves Draw in the fools and the brave in equal measure A creature of beauty and grace
Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day? uttered and wondered Christine, the teacher staring at Nella’s pussy for a while.
At the hairdresser's, to the beat of Pimpology, A striptease on a stripper pole, Too Short's rhythm sets me free. Twerking at the Airbnb, Janet Jackson's "Moist" plays,
By Denelsia Walkerabout a month ago in Poets
We don’t need any music, just the ocean waves, On the moonlit night, our bodies crave, Rhythms that only lovers can create,
When all the oceans we have crossed, And every shore our feet have lost, What lies beyond the waves so vast, In uncharted realms, our sails cast?
Beneath the surface, where the blue grows dark, Deep sea diving in the ocean's heart, With you by my side, we chart the course,
A book, a world, a journey to take A tale of wonder, for hearts to make Pages turned, a story unfolds A adventure begins, young and old
By Israabout a month ago in Poets
Yesterday I had a dream come true Yes! It is true I was a strange child Disneyland was never in my plans I had a brain filled with full octane
on nights when i lie restless i long for the meditation between her thighs ___________________________________________________
By Catherine Nyomendaabout a month ago in Poets