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R. Frost was onto something when he predicted ice Because the coldness of your gaze Bites Like the desert wind Piercing through loose fibers As we wander these winter nights Thoughtful Thursday @thepoetslist "Ice Cold" poetry prompt

I wake up wanting to touch you Feel your breath between my fingertips Warm contrast To cold exteriors Begging for forgiveness As we brush against these strange sheets Tainted with secrets you've carried for me Midnight reveries Distracting thoughts Become my normalcy Insatiable love letters Whenever I hold these hands together In prayer In between nights shared, Pillow talk, and sweet nothings All which remains.. Reflected solace and tear stains Private conversations Sensations Begin to surface Quick fix Whenever I'm feeling nervous Questioning correlation Between my dreams and purpose You know me Like no one ever has Still I love you in anguish and impasse Not once have you complained Told me how heavy the burden To bear my pain Because you love me Like no one ever has And when I touch you My tension dissipates As I can finally relax Unwind with the subtle flick of your movements Tracing syllables unspoken Rendering this poet usele

Drown yourself in my Electric downpour Currents storming Through parched veins They don't know my name But they feel my pain Coursing through them Affluent affliction Hearts and headaches beat the same

If he can't stimulate both your mind and your heart, why let him attempt your clit and g spot?

Distant hearts closely catch a beat Melodic synchronicities, I tap my feet Smiles flash to a lit up screen Barely strangers With a couple beers in between Unfamiliar sheets Warmed textures with a singular heat Comfort whenever our gazes meet Nostalgic for that high school sweet When I interlace your arm around me Feelings lifted Like balloons with no strings Give me your time, Give me your everything Even momentarily "Do not disturb" Posted below the room key

Let me be your mirror So I can reflect my favorite parts of you I know you struggle to see Disenchant you of your ego So you can find beauty even in every broken piece Mosaic, melancholy Your story is not that of fairy tales Eyes turned towards the sea With neither wind nor holes amidst your sails Calm waters, prepare for tumult and storm Nourishing secret gardens, You'd rather walk amongst your thorns Taste of sweetest nectar Kept hidden like Eden's lush They try to drown themselves in your fruitful touch You question your ability to trust The fragility of yonic lust The stars have never been too big To satiate your captivated gaze Navigating this celestial maze Just to live amongst their haze Stardust fractal debris I wish that you could stay Gravitating towards me.. The way Moon dances in every phase Dark circles traced Spinning nights into daze I am the ocean calm rippling at the sight Of your beauty, So close lingering in the sky I could almos