Category: arms
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Mine
I love to write poetry about you About the shape of your almond eyes The curve of your lips The length of your arms The strength of your hand when it grips mine I think of you often But I write about you all the time You are a bestseller in my mind Intelligent, capable……
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In My Arms
Let silence fall Like ice, cold, bitter sweet hail Falling into the crevices Where words are too afraid to go I slide into the spaces in your elbows Looking at the deep wells of your passionate eyes That once made strong knees go weak You speak French to me Whenever we do speak It’s a…
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Just a Thought: Opportunity
You have the look of a weathered man standing at a bus stop with no particular place to go but every opportunity waiting with open arms to greet you. Love always, Ayesha
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Bold Heart
Image by efes from Pixabay The feeling dissipates But I still remember the warmth I still crave the moment Looking for the next opportunity To be gathered up in caring arms To be told that I will be kept Safe from harm To be well thought of And loved in return My heart awaits the chance of exchanging the…
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Open Journal Entry: The Bitter Truth About My Relationships
I want to paint this neat picture of myself sometimes. By portraying a person that doesn’t exist but that’s not me. I’m honest to a fault. I can’t run be hid filters. I’m not afraid to show my imperfections because I spend my time trying to overcome them or learning to love them. So this…
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Never Kissed
Can we love like this forever? Closed eyes, puckered lips, hopes and dreams wrapped in your arms, tied to your hips. Could we just forget the world? You be my knight in shining armor and I be your girl? I want to pretend for just a moment that something other than dismissive, overly logical reality exists.…
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