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    desire

    desire in a moment as feelings growtiming ultimate in the darknessas your hand touches minedeeply intimate as fingers caress meelecticity lights my womanly phantomdesirous of you and you knowflesh flushes and my face blushesintensity in a glancestaring into your...

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    • Chère C.,
      What a beautiful write!
      Love it that you wrote it.
      Love it even more that you’ve posted it.
      I tried to single out which sentence drew me in.
      But I can’t.
      I’ll read it again tomorrow.
      Until then….

      Kind regards, Gus

    • “Sanctuary in a smile”. After the “lust’ settles and there is just the warmth holding each other, it is the “smile” that says everything and how you can stay in that moment forever. It’s that smile that tells you you are home; where the momentary “lust” becomes more.

      I enjoyed reading your poem Crimsin.

      Curt

      • hello dearest Kurt I’m happy that line spoke to your heart and I love what you took from this…it is a beautiful feelimg thank you graciously for such a lovely commen❤️t

    • We love seeing you write of love, yes dark love is great love. Tight

    • Passionately penned, Brenda. What a lovely write my friend. Appreciate you.

      Damian

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    bleak exit

    dwindles the eve as the day dies shortwinter weeps for no oneshiver in its cold embracecynical fact sarcastic lamentthere are few things I like lessthen a grey unforgiving daytormented wonder my delusions of granduerseeking the Gods of yesterdayto amuse...

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    • well this is quite grand. It’s like you were fighting the urge of feeling overwhelmed. So you wrote out an incantation to ward off the bad spirits? You slayed it!
      Really interesting write, Crims. Very much so.

      • good evening dearest Styxian thank you graciously these are just feelings and fears I try to always write in a current mindset I’m happy it worked for you have a beautiful Evening ❤️

    • Oh! This is good, Brenda. Right up my alley.

      • hello dearest Adagio thank you graciously it’s so funny to me it happens to us a lot and I swear I didn’t even peak at your poem till after ❤️have a great day…

    • sometimes, even the sun cannot help when a “cynical fact sarcastic lament” is involved, but becomes magnified when the day is grey. and sometimes there are only vague answers to our ceaseless whys, and yet we cannot help but ask for them. Ironic isn’t it? we are born, we live, we die, and in between these events, there is only the moment and what we do with each one of them. Did we only exist? Or did we make a difference?

      Thanks for your poem, Crimsin. I enjoyed reading it and where it led me.

      Curt

    • Powerfully penned, Brenda. Excellent write my friend. Appreciate you.

      Damian

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    Quick Announcement

    The Audio and Media files are being worked on. It is not a simple fix and will take time. Sorry for the inconvenience.

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  • As The World Caves In

    Sometimes I wake up in eternal darkness.And I really wish to escape.All the plans and memories that fade. That distract me from my loneliness and woe.They protect me from war and foe.Slowly over the years,the sun slowly got brighter. But it...

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    in my tower weep

    deep I go and deeper stillcultivating sadness it shines inside of me why deny itsweet melancholy serenades in the shadowsquietly I play my melodymetiqulously I climb the notes into my black dintheir is cackling accompanied by whispersthe horde reside...

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    • Powerfully penned, Brenda. Amazing write my friend. Appreciate you.

      Damian

    • Thia is a deeply moving poem, Crimsin. I felt especially those last 3 line. And the music made the poem more real to me, more tragic. To desire death, yet condemned to life, where only sadness can be found. And yet, there is also the deeply felt desire to be “understood”. Crimsin, you may not want anyone in your “onyx tower”, but your poem calls to us nonetheless. Is this not an invitation to at least feel your words?

      You write powerfully, Crimsin.

      Curt

    • hello dearest Curt of course it is I hope to move always that you got it makes me happy thank you ❤️

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