When my shirt hit the floor,
The feeling of hate was no more.
This was just what I was looking for.
A time to forget, a time to remember.
Your lips are on mine, I feel myself tremble.
Just close my eyes and live in the moment,
To act before we lose our momentum.
I don’t love, I don’t hate.
What you are is fate.
Giving me a moment,
To not torment,
But giving me fulfillment.
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My destruction
Washing over me with every notion
Every touch and feeling
Leaves me reeling
How can it be?
That you have this effect on me.
We are not what each other needs.
I try and fight to be free.
But you pull me back
My mind under attack
With a single kiss
You’re hard to not miss
We are volatile
Making our attempts futile
The definition of crazy
Doing something over and over again till we are hazy
When I see the light
It doesn’t seem right
An attraction so deep
so hard to keep
I guess with love
There is so much more than the above.
By: HonestLynne
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Fear
What the human race is never short of.
Emotion that is consistent
Among races, ages and time.
What makes it thrive
Through so many lives?
Bodies riddled with
Fast paced hearts,
And Sweaty palms.
Automatically choosing to give into the feeling
That swallows us so easily.
Are we to believe that this has to be?
You only live once
Can only be if we truly see
What fear has to be to be free.
We preach about taking charge
And letting be.
But we can only be if we are not
Constantly fleeing.
But if fear is the way to a new beginning
Trusting that our fleeing can be deceiving
That it’s our unconscious way of leading
To the life we should be living.
Then maybe our fearing is relieving.
By: Honestlynne
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