Tag: lips
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Smile Anyway
Roads paved in umber dust and broken gravel Result in stubbed toes Sandals do little to prevent discomfort But we smile anyway We converse for days While traveling paths that few would dare journey Our hands studied in the art of war But our lips have see more battle Love always, Ayesha
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The Deepest
Your love is like moonlit walks at midnight Always swimming through my mind It is endless thoughts High moments and the low points in-between It is the shy twilight Intertwined with evergreen Surrounding a pond With ducks that sleep in still water Your love is quiet moments And loud feelings that cease to end It…
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Part 2: Smoking Words
I drag on the words that you utter like a chain smoker pulling on a lit cigarette. Blowing circles in midair that send loose lips spiraling into a distant sea. Your vowels are ashed on the cusp of me. But I take the burns and watch the gray matter fall knowing that the pain makes…
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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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A Loner Without True Love
One day, the money will turn to ash. Sand will form into glass only to break again. Wet tears will momentarily make dry skin moist. The facades will fade to nothingness. The sex appeal and enthusiasm of youth unexplored will dissipate. Smooth lips will chap. Tight skin may wither like autumn leaves preparing to change…
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Looking For Reasons
The reasons we trust are varied and few in-betweenOvercoming feelings of isolation and heart breakFor a tomorrow that shines brighter than yesterdayYou are blue sky to me The moving white clouds of hopeful ecstasy You are the warm falling rain on worn rooftops Thoughts of you bleed into my dreams Like a hand cut by…
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Open Sky
Tell me the truth. So that I may taste it’s fruit with lips birthed of flesh but full of promise. Let words of living water flow from a well that never runs dry. It is limitless like the open sky. Love, Esha
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