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It wasn't real? I imagined it?
You say you want someone real,
like every second we spent together was a dream,
or a nightmare,
I don't know how you think of us.
You say you want someone real,
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Ocean eyes are boring
People describe blueish green eyes as the ocean,
or the sky,
or there favorite color when they don't know what to call the shade they see...
that's boring.
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Ocean colors
I love the way your eyes look,
making me want to dive in,
reach the depths of the shades of greens and blues of the ocean hidden behind your dark lashes.
Knowing I'd drown,
sinking to the darkest parts.
Loves
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Connecticut
the room smelled sweet
sweetness a mix between
the sterile and calm
a sweet temptation just out of my reach
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You Two
Looking at you two
as you "dance" on the "dance floor"
which is really just an empty spot on the ground
as you hold hands awkwardly
though enjoying it
as you experience feelings that I've never experienced before.
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Dreams Like the Moon in His Eyes
This is from a much longer story in verse I'm writing, so it's quite out-of-context, but I really liked how this stanza turned out. Sometimes, like today, just one perfect-seeming part lights up my day.
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Dancing
Two kids
The song
The beat
The rhythm
You know the rhythm, don't you?
Pulling you up
Pulling you to me
Out there
I know it's scary
Couldn't we let go and not care
Just for tonight?
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Art
Choose a piece of art, and write about it. Maybe its a story as to what happened, or how it makes you feel. What exactly was the artist communicating through the art, and do you agree?
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Outsider
My neighbor is doing Duolingo across the street,
He’s in his sixties learning a new language
And I’m just eating leftovers, watching him,
Wondering if he’s practicing French for his husband.