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I thought my first kiss would be somewhere
A special occasion
Valentines
Or a birthday
But it’s just a random friday
Sitting on my bed
All of our friends with us
And I looked back
And kissed you softly
A small peck
Then went back to talking
Like it wasn’t my first kiss
Like it wasn’t yours
There were no fireworks
No earth shattering moment
It was just the comfort of loving you
And the peace of knowing you felt the same
- it was raining outside, but I refuse to be a cliche
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dumpmindedwriter · 8 hours ago
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//Let's talk about you and me//
Let's hold each other hands
with the darkest secret, we hold
betwixt the knuckles
and write it down on foreheads,
let me see in your eyes
and see the face of the person
you fall, at the age of nine
and show me that love letters
you failed to write in your tenth class.
let's sit beneath that tree
where you have your first picnic
with your family
and let the emotions
cowp over the skin of mine,
about the warmth you felt
when your mother hold you for the
first time in her arms,
or the rose wilted petals
between the pages of your favorite book,
or the proud smile on your father face
when you reject to give up
after falling numerous times from your bicycle.
let's walk through the alleys of hope
together
listening to our favorite music
which questioning the thought
of yours on love,
let's write about our belief on
soulmates on walls,
how we explore home in each other,
let's write that forever is a scam
but how we memorized to embrace our present.
Let's talk about the expression
you had when you saw her after
three years on that evening,
or the taste of that drink still reside on your tongue,
let's not settle with your favorite things
but talk about the nights you found yourself alone
or the morning when you scared to open your eyes
the words you stammered to speak
or the voice you heard inside your mind.
let's talk about imperfect things
things like,
tangled hairs which weaved
laughs
the crescent tattoo on the neck
or wrinkles on the shirt
the dimples on cheeks
or the broken heart of people like mine,
the zephyr moving without destination
or the scars on the body
let's talk about imperfect things
like you and me.
-dumpmindedwriter
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A Flower in Early Spring
Like a flower in early spring,
I can't open up to you,
You come every day with your watering can.
But still stay completely closed off.
I'm not the sunflower you think I am,
I don't even turn towards the sun.
Even though she gives me her unconditional warmth.
I'm that dried up flower that was picked by a child, A child who didn't know how to take care of it.
And then forgot all about it once they found another to pick.
I laid there on the concrete,
Drying Out
My color fading
Life leaving my stem.
Then you came along
You picked me up and decided to return me to the Earth,
Watering me every day.
You declare your love to me,
But you don't pick at my petals,
Instead, you give your gingers on them. Soft and Sweet.
Like a flower in the Spring.
I can't open up to you.
Yet
You come every day with your watering can. Hoping to catch a glimpse of the flower I am.
Perhaps on a warmer Summer day,
I'll open up.
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sudharsan545 · a day ago
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Everyday, you are becoming the best version of yourself.
Everyday, you are becoming the best version of yourself.
take care of your heart, it is so precious. carry it with so much of care. though, it’s strength lies in its fragility but that doesn’t mean that you will give it to everyone to break it at last. embrace the happiness along with good people. hold on to people who help you in growing. let go of the wrong ones. but choose wisely. everyday, you are becoming the best version of yourself. just…
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aloveuniverse · a day ago
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redfortunex · 2 days ago
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(UNWRITTEN)
Hey Beautiful...
Somewhere along our time stream
Luck dipped her toes in.
Like that January,
When the snow had no end.
And allowed me the time to fall in love
with my friend.
Together, we have weaved a tale of
Happiness.
Some stories are soon forgotten...
Love letters lost to the wind.
So I will always turn our pages
Over, and over again.
Because the best parts
Are still unwritten.
R.Marrs 4/21
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isadoraartphotography · 2 days ago
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Art and Music
The simple things are also the most extraordinary things,  and only the wise can see them.©Paulo Coelho The sea has its pearls the heaven its stars But my heart, my heart my heart has its love 🍃🍃 Nature produces the greatest results with the simplest means. These are simply the sun, flowers, water and love. 🌿🌿 ©Heinrich Heine Music is the smile of the soul … 2021©Isadora DeLaVega
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narashpoetry · 2 days ago
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In my back pocket,
a crumpled piece
of paper—
the love letter
you gave me.
.
.
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Follow me @narashpoetry for more poems and quotes.
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jakecosmosaller · 4 days ago
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jakecosmosaller · 4 days ago
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