#NoPoo for Gabriel Book two -Invictus-
250
10.8.2021
4.58PM
#NoPoo
Visions
waves
crashing on sandy shore
blustery wind
from the ocean
sunlight playing
on closed eyelids
pario
wrapped on slim waist
its end flapping on ankles
on these scenes
superimposed ...your face
I miss you.
10.8.2021
4.58PM
#NoPoo
Visions
waves
crashing on sandy shore
blustery wind
from the ocean
sunlight playing
on closed eyelids
pario
wrapped on slim waist
its end flapping on ankles
on these scenes
superimposed ...your face
I miss you.
Anonymous
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(NoPoo 273) Untitled
i gather thoughts of
us ~ so many fantasies
dreams so beautiful
of us passing wine
in a sensual kiss ~ so
intoxicating
scented candles light
our bedroom sanctuary
where heaven awaits
taking our bare souls
on a velvet sheet of rose
petals ~ blending skin
truly lost in our
fires ~ so entwined through the night
as lovers should be
i gather thoughts of
us ~ so many fantasies
dreams so beautiful
of us passing wine
in a sensual kiss ~ so
intoxicating
scented candles light
our bedroom sanctuary
where heaven awaits
taking our bare souls
on a velvet sheet of rose
petals ~ blending skin
truly lost in our
fires ~ so entwined through the night
as lovers should be
Anonymous
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251
11.8.2021
10.50pm
#NoPoo
Reminderl
the floating menace
killing spree
on the streets
of global villages
no guns
no patriotic salute
just invisible floaters
that explode
in it's hosts
It's gift...
death without dignity
a reminder
...gold won't buy
a minute more
of life
for anyone
11.8.2021
10.50pm
#NoPoo
Reminderl
the floating menace
killing spree
on the streets
of global villages
no guns
no patriotic salute
just invisible floaters
that explode
in it's hosts
It's gift...
death without dignity
a reminder
...gold won't buy
a minute more
of life
for anyone
born of....
Words beckon
beyond
a thin veil
of
billowy
wonder
Jumbled,
foraged for
inspiration
converges
where ink sprawls
abundant creation
This—
my concocted well
where lucid dreams
flap feathered wings
Colors speak
from golden lips
bursting forth
fevered
potent
possibility
luminescent
and
whimsical
O' how sweet
the suffering
that permeates a mind
excavated of soulfulness
to be birthed into being
Creation from
once a nothing
spurred into
beautiful somethings
from a body so keen
that boldness of truth
knows grace itself
In all that aches
a magically exquisite ache
and of hearty strength
that comes
from that
which only
being born
can fully fathom
Written by Bluevelvete
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Anonymous
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13.08.2021
2200_________________________________
#NoPoo 100
there's realms of you here
suffering
is not the way
to feel
it
that
is just
the portal
the billowings
and the vacuums
patches of life
in between
of all the islands
that haven't yet sunk
i see one
where life
still plays
blissfully
if only
time
had a heart
and fate
knew bonds
.
2200_________________________________
#NoPoo 100
there's realms of you here
suffering
is not the way
to feel
it
that
is just
the portal
the billowings
and the vacuums
patches of life
in between
of all the islands
that haven't yet sunk
i see one
where life
still plays
blissfully
if only
time
had a heart
and fate
knew bonds
.
Anonymous
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Anonymous
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