silhouette

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the nights
flow in
washing over
like waves

a mystery
unfolds
silently awaiting
to be told
of seized moments
forgotten silhouettes
and all that
a heart can hold

thoughts
flood my veins
with nostalgia
of notes
that play within

time halts
when I hear you call
we meet
to fathom
who we are

a delicate touch
a soft whisper
in synch
two drops
of spilled ink

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Love?

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Himani B:

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Originally posted on Just B Poetry:

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People say I love to suffer, And…I suffer from Love, but is it greater to suffer from lost love or lack there of….and if love is lost, was it ever love, and is love lost? or is love just found? or profound? does it let you fly? or keep you on the ground? is it a silent sound that can be heard all around? or does it… fall on the deaf ears of those who fear to fully let go?

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touch

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aching
to be touched
by you

…..

art by Rudolf Bonvie – Dialog, 1977

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eyes

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even the moon
s.i.g.h.s
at the sight
of your incandescent eyes
pregnant with light

…..

photograph courtesy Jake Olson Studios 2012

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desire

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your lips
how playfully
they articulate
their smouldering desire
to be on mine

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goodbye

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your vague goodbye
drifts by
like a feather
in the sky

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fertile

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dig deeper
and root yourself
in that ever-fertile Truth
so you can
bloom
wherever you go

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