Deprevation

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LP No. 33 Tickles April 18, 2019

Filed under: Lenten Promises,What it is — nomisyar @ 14:46

every moment
of
every day
a
miracle
is born
right
under
your
nose.

sneeze,
you precious child of light,
and make a wish.

yes,
you are….

Beautiful

 

LP No. 32 Shacknasty April 15, 2019

Filed under: Lenten Promises,What it is — nomisyar @ 15:30

often,
dumbness
is interpreted as
rudeness.

so,
be patient with the dummies,
they just
don’t want you
to know how
dumb they are.

bright people are rarely rude:
they be nasty.

me?
I just wanna be left alone.

 

LP No. 31 Pen

Filed under: Lenten Promises,What it is — nomisyar @ 12:30

Talisman
against
fears of
obscurity eternal.

I write of love,
so you will remember
me
long after
the kisses disappear.

I write of beauty,
so you
will praise me
after my bones
sludge into
mildewed putrescence.

I write
to sketch
the corners of my soul.

I write
because you
will never see
what I see.

you will never love
like I love
so
I am writing
for me.

 

LP No. 30 Artifice

Filed under: Lenten Promises,What it is — nomisyar @ 11:05

Smiles and giggles
take away
nothing.

there is so
much
pain.

fool me;
with spritely
tears.

 

LP No. 29 Nurture April 12, 2019

Filed under: Lenten Promises,What it is — nomisyar @ 13:41

eyes,
just….

all eyes…..
tangled up with
cheeks and smiles and giggles.

trust exploding
in every look.

hugs so innocent.
passionate
&
true.

hugs that
make a giant of you.

heart afire
with love.
with love.
and,
with
love.

 

LP No. 27 Embrace April 8, 2019

Filed under: Lenten Promises,What it is — nomisyar @ 14:02

Enfolded,
and wrapping around
and around
again
and again,

I want

 
us
to get
even
closer.
can you
feel
my heart upon
your breast?

 

 

….

 
it beats
happily when
your
wonderful
jungle of hair
tickles my nose.

 

 

bliss

 

LP No. 26 Fences

Filed under: Lenten Promises,What it is — nomisyar @ 12:58

towards the edge
and
deep into
the unknown,
I want
to run with
lose
and then
find you.

unfettered
and wild,
I want
to howl
with you.

tangled up
in weed
and tree,
I want
to make love
to you.

flying high
our lungs pounding-
let them sit,
arms akimbo:
honey,
I want
to dance
with you

hearts stolen?
or freely
lent?
Sweetness
I want
to love
with you

the latch is loose:
come
run away
with me
and
we
can

 

 
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