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 Jun 2018 Midnight
Jon York
Being deeply loved by someone
gives you strength, while loving
someone deeply gives you courage
and sometimes in a lifetime you
meet that one special soul who
fills your very essence to almost
overflow and you find that love is
the gentle embrace between body
and soul.

The soul that lives in the heart,
no distance can prevail, an inner
spark within the heart becomes
a holy grail, the starting of a
journey in which you both shall
be a reflection of each other for
all eternity and you will say to
one another, "I am yours, you
are mine because our hearts
and our souls are entwined and
I love you with my soul because
the soul never stops and never
forgets."

"The melding of our bodies,
the surging of our two souls,
and the love between us keeps
us from growing old," and you
will hardly be able to see where  
one of you begins or the other
person ends, and what a special
way to age, by being together
having grown like parsley
and sage.

I did not know what love was,
until I knew what love was not.
                                                         Jon York   2018
I do, sometimes
Ache for you
But I never cry
That boy
 Jun 2018 Midnight
dina
summer love
 Jun 2018 Midnight
dina
while i endured
your winter love
of icicle words
and frosty lips
piercing my heart
and freezing my mind
i prayed for summer
to break me from your hold
and it soon arrived
in the form of someone else:
a beautiful golden angel
who carried me away
in tender, forgiving arms
who kissed me softly
and filled me with light
i flourished
in their summer love
of flower words
and sun-dappled lips
nurturing my heart
and warming my mind
 Jun 2018 Midnight
Rachel Rode
Nefarious shivers devouring aurora

Passion repeated itself faster than history

Now is not the time to be demure

Now is not the time to be modest

She sways like waves swimming under her lover's hands

Again and again she pulls me under

Again and again I drown

Love has nice hearts and breaks them all just to prove a point

She refuses to see herself for the murderer that she is

She is anarchy of the power for those in need

I prefer admiration

Pray at the altar of my body as I come undone

Make me forget what I once was

Make me forget whatever we could have been

All of my ballads are doused in agony

The edges of tempests meet and even the chorus melts

The way she looks at me is almost angelic
Please,
PLEASE
Whatever you do
Do not love me
More than you love you
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