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    Slipping Into My Dream

    First, there was a leafAnd it sailed on a streamSailed far away, as a paper boatFloating in my dreamsAs strangers by the sidewalkDrifting away, and astrayThere is no wayYou and I, hear each otherWith these silent poems, unsent lettersFlowers...

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    • Wow, what an introduction to StarsRite. Nice spill Me;)) Welcome.

    • Well f*** me. Damn! Yeah I’m with Fia on that one, what an introduction.. Being able to poetically inline subliminals while narrating a nightmare is quite impressive.

      “The more I try to rein this tongue
      I end up spilling more of its secrets”
      ..

      • Who said anything about nightmares? Hehe
        I wasn’t scared but I was confused and curious. And I used that confusion and curiousity and my own self-thoughts and struggles to make this poem. And I share it with you guy. Lol

        Writing helps to think your things out, right?

        Thank you, Malaya! Highly appreciated. “)

    • Ooooh, I love how you end this. What a lovely couplet! Such powerful and disturbing imagery. I like the way you think. Can I ride your bus?

    • “Take it with a kiss on the rim of a cup
      And a grain of dirt upon a glass coffin.”

      The inspiration of these couple of verses was a picture that saw somewhere of a glass with lipstick print. And I got this call it epiphany or anything: life is temporarily and as beautiful/sexy as this picture. And the second image from a clip video. Snow white was in a glass coffin. And I thought of it as a momento mori image. You can see the grains of sand add up one by one till you are completely buried.

      And this is the end of today’s bus tour. See you next time. Hehehe

      Thank you for the love and comment! I appreciate it! And you are most welcome on the bus “)

    • Very captivating dream you had. Seems it starts very calming with the paper boat as it transitions to a dark streak that compels in depth. If you dreamt this, then maybe look it up to see what it means. Mine are pretty vivid too and I just look up and it surprises what it’ll be. I loved this spill and very creative. Keep on writing to impress the beautiful minds M.E. ❤

      • Actually there is two dreams (can’t call them nightmares.) The one in the bus and the second of the knife. I haven’t look up their meaning yet. I don’t know why. Thanks for reminding me. And thank you for reading and your sweet comment. “)

        • Oh ok, yea o had strange double in one dreams like that. It’s confusing but neat too. Lots to write about lol.

          Aww you welcome, I hope u can know the meaning of it M. E.

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    Ruins Of A Rose

    Skin on green grassLegs entwinedSubtly dissolve in the soil Roses among broken glassCoffins the size of buildingsAnd they face giants with petals Branches reaching for daffodilsWith their Sapphic thoughts, assorted by a fatal kissAnd their fetal love, and uteropoetic...

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    Going Down

    What is itthat drives youinto the deep dark cornersof dimly lit hotel roomswhere sultry sounds echothrough paper walls?Penetrating soundsthat pound, pound, poundlike heavy hammers undergroundas you watch mewatch megoing down…watch me going down on him,stroking, strokingyour little stem.What pulls...

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    White Cock Cucked

    You knowwho you are.Let's pretendI'm your psychologist,and we can walk through thisissue together. Go ahead. Pull down your trousers.Yes, your underwear too. Now, cruise over to the couchand lie down. Unbutton that crisp, cotton Oxford and open itso, I...

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    Chesapeake Bay

    I started this notesomewhere in the middleof Chesapeake Bay…staggeringupper deck on a ferry named FANTASY,floating towards Foreverville.Your arms surrounded melike a memory,chestnut hair wildly dispersed,September chill on sky-mist stationary,your tongue on the creaseof my sticky envelope,tendrils of curls crossing the...

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    • I missed reading those words that make me sigh and dream … come to think of it… I miss you

      • Finally, I get this thing to work.
        Of course you miss me, Sam. The next time you take another one of your impossibly long trips, I’ll be sure to remind you.
        xoxo

    • “…that the ink is still wet;
      the paper is thin as lingerie lace,
      and because you are beautiful,
      the words have a transparent sheen..”

      Wow! Firey and sweet. “)

    • I’m glad you think so, girl. Thanks for checking it out!
      xoxo

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