He woke up and turned around,
And she was nowhere to be found.
Somehow she sneaked out of bed,
Although he felt gentle kisses on his head.
He smelt her all over his sheets,
As last night's sensation in his mind repeats.

He yearned for the warm touch of her skin,
A skin whiter than any snow he has ever seen.
Before he could left off he noticed her standing there,
And asked himself, "How long has she been here?"
The smile on her face said it all.
Whatever happens next is his call.

Already at the brink of orgasm,
You could say he had set the rhythm.
She looked at him with fire in her eyes.
A look so intense, it caused tension to rise.
What happens next is more than certain,
But this poet feels too early to draw the curtains.

Biting her lip and ready for good pleasure,
She jumps into bed and grabs his treasure.
The stage is set for a sensational production,
And pleasure screams lights camera action.
Shoving nine inches of meat down her throat,
She swallows enough juice to make her bloat.

Although sex afterwards was certainly expected,
It's the level of details that was unexpected.
You might decide to call it something situational,
But you have to admit this sounds sensational.

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In the fabric of life, we find threads so fine,
Stitches of love, woven through space and time.
Each tender moment, a needle's gentle caress,
Creating a tapestry of joy, love's sweet address.

With every laugh shared and tear gently dried,
More stitches of love are carefully tied.
In the darkest of hours, in life's raging storm,
Love's stitches keep us, safe, and warm.

They mend our wounds, both visible and hidden,
In love's gentle touch, we are always smitten.
Stitches of love, they bridge every divide,
Binding hearts together, forever side by side.

So cherish each stitch in your life's design,
For in them, dear friend, true love will shine.
With every thread woven, a memory to treasure,
Stitches of love, an eternal, priceless pleasure.

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This is probably going to sound awkward,
But, I'm out of options so I'll be straight forward.
I've had a crush on you for as long as I can remember,
And seeing you lights me up like an ember.
Your smile touches the deepest part of my soul,
And has effects on me no one will ever know.
I think of you everyday and the love we could share,
And losing you is a pain I never hope to bear.

Not a day goes by without me thinking of you,
And the hope that I'll experience a love that's true.
You are the only girl with a heart of gold,
You're the only girl who is both shy and bold.
You're the only girl with a smile that's real,
And the only girl who could understand how I feel.

You're the only girl I feel shy around,
And changes my status from lost to found.
You're the only one who listens to me,
And tells me what my next move should be.
You've been my only support for many days,
And extended your kindness to me in many ways.
Falling in love with you wasn't just by chance.
I even fell for you at first glance.
I know my feelings for you is strong and true,
So, please tell me you love me too.

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At last, I thought I had found it,
After searching for eternity.
I shall no longer be a misfit,
And be cleansed of all impurity.
I reached out to behold its form,
Only to be hit by the storm.
That which would taste divine,
I may never declare mine.
Now I only sit at the foot,
Of the tree with The Forbidden Fruit.

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I kept hearing voices in my head.
They're so loud they keep me out of bed.
I feel alive but somewhat dead,
buried in memories full of dread.

Fear grips my soul, my skin turns pale.
I called for help, but to no avail.
All is dark but I see a shadow.
It crawls in gently from my window.

The sound of thunder and lightning,
have never sounded this frightening.
The eerie sounds from this creature,
are enough to give your skull a fracture.

Filled with fear I begin to scream,
with tears flowing down like a stream.
I feel my stomach rumbles,
as the last pinch of my courage crumbles.

Shivering and muttering as my blood runs cold,
Lying on the bed covered in fear.
Stunned as I watch the drama unfold,
Watching as this creature draws near.

The shadow appears and stares down at me.
Trembling for my spirit already left me.
Staring into its large red eyes,
My body becomes cold as ice.

I scream again one last time.
Not a voice nor a step nor a clock's chime.
Then, it dawned on me that I'm all alone,
Soon to be devoured down to the bone.

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Under the canopy of lies,
are bodies scattered like flies.
Everyone here slowly dies,
the moment they decide to roll the dice.

You might decide to trust a man,
and you'll end up in the can.
Maybe you'll try to trust a woman,
that's clearly jumping out of the pan.

Try not to live in denial,
you'll only drown in your beliefs.
Live in the moment for a while,
and be as flexible as fresh leaves.

Under the canopy of lies,
the truth melt like ice.
Don’t trust your sight,
for it’s dark and there’s no light.

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I wish I could be where you are,
and wish you weren’t so far.
I would tell you how much I’ve missed you,
and stick to you like glue.
I think of you everyday,
and sometimes wish I had my way.

But the truth is you are not here,
a truth so painful for me to bear.
I cry when I think of our times together,
we were so happy regardless of the weather.
And now you’ve gone where I can’t see you,
touch, feel or even hear you.

But, my love, I know that you won’t air me,
so grant these three requests for me.

One, remember you were loved and cared for,
and this love even in death will always pour.
Two, never think I will ever forget you,
or the we memories shared and pains went through.
Lastly, watch over us with your beautiful eyes,
as you find peace and solace among the angels in the skies.

And I hope the gods do not rescind,
this gentle whisper in the wind.

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THEN, I loved you and you loved me too. Or so I thought.

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She has always been the strongest pillar in the society, be it a mother, a sister, a wife, a daughter, a friend; She is the perfect figure in every domain and her presence makes life more beautiful and worth it.

Roles are different,
Presence is ONE.

She’s love and care,
She’s proud and magical,
She’s strong and beautiful,
She’s powerful and inspiring,
She’s strength and motivation,
She’s special and precious,
She’s yours or not,
She’s woman.

All women deserve respect
for they are created to perfection
and they transform lives.

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She’s deemed Impure, if she bleeds.
But, here’s to the twinkling stars who taught her to shine even when there’s darkness.

She’s called a Slut, if she has needs.
But, here’s to the oceans who taught her to imagine beyond horizon.

She’s Victimised, if she is out alone.
But, here’s to the blossom flowers who taught her to be beautiful yet bold.

She’s tagged Bossy, if she can get things done.
But, here’s to the trees who taught her to stand tall and give shelter.

She’s called a Weakling, if she can’t fight.
But, here’s to the rock who taught her to be strong yet grounded.

A mindless Feminist, if she demands her right.
But, here’s to the little butterflies who taught her to embrace the change.

Tag her, shame her,
Beautiful her smile will always be.
For, she’s the daughter of nature,
And she’s divine.
You still think words are enough to define a WOMAN??
PITY!

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