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When Two Hearts Know

Love is an accident,

an experience, an emotion

A night not expected

when two strangers sit and tell stories

A rolling of the tongue

that sweetens every word

A slight touch of the arm

that melts the flesh with warmth

A laugh, a smile

Eyes meeting in rapture

unaware of their surroundings

A night when the clock has no meaning

and the day is dreaded

When two hearts know

exactly why they were put on this earth

To listen and be with this one person- forever

It happens so quietly like when the moon curves

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Raven Grashouse

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teshneh

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Becky Betancourt

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Shawn McDonald 
             

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Malinda Ratliff

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Wamwea Muciiri

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brandon

SOMETHING

                         By Tasha Roberts

I thought I had lost the fight

Darkness surrounded me, blocked out the light.

For once I was alone left in the cold

To survive I had to succumb my fears and be bold.

Decided to move on and start anew

Where my past and failures no one knew.

Just could not forget my only memory of you

Of the passion on your face that felt so true.

With a letter,I heard your voice again

Asking me how I've been.

Words I so longed to hear once more

Before I knew it,you were walking through my door.

Something has brought you back here to me

What exactly no one knows but eventually will see.

Of the love and passion on our faces that show

Till this day, that "something" will always flow.

Your hair jet black,

Your eyes so deep,

Your lips but blue ,

My heart just weeps ,

Your life so dark

You cannot see ,

Your face so white

I long to be ,

Your heart so torn

As if you’re me,

With dreams all shattered

And home but broke

You long for one

That feels too,

Torn

With hope all fading ,

And eyes but blind ,

With touch no feeling ,

You pray for light,

With life all leaving,

Leaving into the night,

And you still sit praying,

Praying  for light,

 Just wanting to look for soul, But seeing the past just to bring it down, Confusion of how I started so right, But in my denial I ended by down, Dealing through my troubles I placed myself with. I set along some straight face, lying to a new. Each and every single day controlling what I'v known inside. Relationships we've known inside, not incasted the same, typical by lust , cheats, lies, and hate. Therefore never typically the same. Denial by excuses by situations covered within truth in mind. Forgetting respect, loyalty by all, responsibilities with hopes and faith, repeats and similarities, couple after couple. But never the less truth will slip and spill the love in and out til' it'll run hearts by temptations never leaving your side. Holding so close, never not a hand in hand, worse comes to worse, pours out and burst, telling all the hate, all that pain, broken in by soul. A loveless love out of it's heart givin' it a reason to set so apart. Leaving by in-loneliness but uncoverin' through new. Time and time again will pass not as quickly until' love has fulfilled a new. Seeking and founding impeccable desires with ones taste by minds to set me up by my moods hate and pain within' trust and love.

Abbie 

words of freedom

baby,lady,how is ur family , ur dady ...

i phoned u last nite ur room was empty

i started wondering where u could be

while i was searching someone to talk a friend of mine or someone to talk with

but everybody was out

so it lock me out

loneliness invade my body emptiness state on my brains slowly

my heart froze my hands stop shaking blood stop running quickly

life arose one day  death was close this day

it's just my pride in the life i lead this way

i wonder if the next hours in his time will be good

i reckon i've been bad in the past this be my sentence to i stand and be strong as a wood

lord i apologize for the love i miss to people i thank u for the trust and the present u gave

and for keeping my life and my soul save

that's the word i tell most in my pray

and u heard it spray

i'm just like i've been raised educated on my family burned by society

god now i put my life in ur hands and let u my destiny

My Darling Imzadi

Wishing you was here...

I am all alone...

My Darlin', Imzadi...

You are the one...

You bring out the best in me.

You brought out things that you could see

Only you knew the real true me...

I know that you always believe..

In love...

My Darlin', Imzadi...

You are the one...

You gave me things, hope bein' the best

You took away... My hurtfulness...

I can't live without you...

Ohh, that is so true.

My Darlin', Imzadi...

You are the one...

Your voice has that sweetness

that only you could bring.

You care such deepness

in your faith and meanings.

My Darlin', Imzadi...

You are the one...

I wouldn't know what to do

Nor how to live without you.

I couldn't try, even if I did believe...

(in miracles) in you... young one.

My Darlin' Imzadi...

You are the one...

Always a Memory

Bryon

I know I could've had another night

if I'd had the right words to say

we made love that final time

then we went our separate ways

I still remember the nights of passion

they stay on my mind

just like your amazing beauty

remember when it was still mine

those nights all faded away

leaving only a lonely memory

always made my nights

feel so incredibly tender

we left out of out of this world

passion would make us surrender

all of the things that we did

that were called illegal

are now left behind us

under an empty steeple

we had so many nights

that we spent together

they're all left to memory

for me to see forever

In the dead universe

My world, so dark

That the naked eyes cannot see;

Wearing white, a blank agestares

At my wandering soul.

Lost in the wilderness of life

Without days, but only nights,

My empty mind searches for feelings,

I, a tree, bearing neither foliages nor flowers.

Magenta and auburn lurk in the gloomy sky,

Sadness and loneliness, written on their shines,

Silence, a sick bee, buzzes all the times,

Ash and dust, forever fill my gentle heart.

TODAY, BUTTEREYES
lisa charlotte

butter eyes

she licks up every look

glances, cant get passed her

stares and equal glares

fire walls put up in defense

"what yer trying to hide? yer scared aintcha?"

of what...(him)

indeed, indeed what can i do?

run.keep on running, from a fate held upon me

glowing torches in eyes, you create music in your walk

you words float around you

in hot humid nights, they never sink

your hot heavy breath against my white washed skin

nearly invisible stuck here

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TEWANA PASSMORE
 
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My Stomach hurts like a b*tch!

Missing you makes me feel like sh*t.

How am I supposed to to last another day,

without seeing you face to face?

When can feel you soft face?

When can I taste your sweet kiss?

When I see you at last,

Our time goes so fast.

Why cant our time go slow?

So our love can grow.

When I think of you my heart starts to beat fast.

How can I make our time last?

When can I feel your body against mine?

When can we take our time?

I will love you with all my heart,

even if we grow apart.

Ariel Schmalz  

MAKING BED

Meticulous, he is, making the bed,

pulling up the top sheet, grasping the cloth where

the column of red flowers marches up the middle,

just as she had shown him,

drawing it tight from the tucked-in foot.

Hands, fingers dry and stiff with age, tug the corners

to smooth away the diagonal wrinkles.

He draws the single blanket up even with the top of the sheet,

folds them down together, smoothes the new-formed collar

eight inches wide as measured from pinky to thumb

of his out stretched hand because that’s how she liked it. 

Then the pillows, two by two, the plumper pair for her side.

They hide the just formed new collar of bed clothes

but he knows that it is there, and that it is neat.

He tucks the belly of extra blanket under the mattress

at the foot and throws the worn chenille bedspread over all,

the one they bought on the trip to Biloxi all those years ago,

places it precisely, centered from side to side,

the green vase of flowers, faded now to pastel,

exactly halfway between the pillows and the foot of the bed.

He steps back to survey the job, frowns, shakes his head,

tugs out one last wrinkle.

“That should do it,” he says.  ‘”That’s good enough.”

and wonders, as his voice seems to echo in the empty house,

why it matters anymore.

lee butler
             

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Bonnie Lee