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A body so slender and slim

A body so slender and slim

A Poem by ThisBadBloodHere


Pale skinSo soft and gentlePink lips for I to kissA body so slender and slimOh how I wish to kiss your tender neckDown across your slight shoulders an..
no name

no name

A Poem by marie


gentle whispers all around flowing softly without a sound softest touch upon your skin invisible hands come again whipping crisply pushing m..
Music

Music

A Poem by SPF


Music.The sweet melody that falls on my ears and consumes my soul.The notes dance their way into my heart and weave their bittersweet song into my utt..
Endgame

Endgame

A Poem by Rachel Anderson


How a place looks can change depending on who you are with. All that matters is that you're with someone you care about.
The Emotional Theories of Colour, Part 1.

The Emotional Theories of Colour, Part 1.

A Poem by Ken Simm.


The Colours of the various emotions of love.
Titillating

Titillating

A Poem by Josi


Wishing and hoping
I'm Sorry that I Left You with All these Words

I'm Sorry that I Left You with All these Words

A Poem by Emily


When I look at you there are many things I see.I see your eyes.They are the ocean and the tide pulling me in.I see your freckles.There are about as ma..
No Song

No Song

A Poem by Francis-Gray


How can she be defined?That which humbles allIn modest form,As her soft word hyphenates to verseBridged to refrainFrom catharsis in chorusTo be explor..
Loveshine

Loveshine

A Poem by Antoñyo


The fallen...We glow like morning
White Wisps

White Wisps

A Poem by C Lee


Something soft and familiar...came to me while doing laundry
Him

Him

A Poem by Cassidy Rodrigue


When his soft lips touch mine its like an electric shock.I feel this tremor happening in my body.I feel loved. Wanted.I feel like I have never felt be..
You mine

You mine

A Poem by Haider A


they say show love don't say it, and I say: say it first.
The Call

The Call

A Poem by DanielScanlon


Dedicated to June, as she was dedicated to make me feel completely at home when I visited!! You were so much, my second mom and I'll never forget you...
Layla

Layla

A Poem by Amelia Pagliaro


Things seem muffled:A frustrated softness.And kind of blurry?I don't know.Anyways, there's dirt in the creases of my handsand it's stuck there.I can h..