Dating show looking for love

Behind the curtain a women with a squeaky voice

Sexy and charming

Go naked to get picked...

Along the stream of summer days,

We launched our dreams in gentle ways—

With paper boats on silver tide,

And secrets folded deep inside.

The sun poured gold on meadow’s edge,

Where laughter danced along the hedge,

And breezes stirred a memory spent,

Of childhood hours and lemon scent.

We watched the ripples take them far,

Our tiny fleets beneath the star

Of cloudless blue and whispered hopes,

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The aroma and smell of coffee was captivating except these were pebbles confusing the senses

Stepping on the pebbles were painful but the sight of the rich heat of pain of the bitter taste of caffeinated coffee was worth it

Alluring sensual relaxing pleasure of coffee walking along pebbles to the end in sight...

A dandelion dream took flight at noon,

On a breeze that giggled with a silver spoon.

The clouds wore hats and sipped on tea,

While squirrels debated philosophy.

A clock in the meadow ticked in rhyme,

Counting not seconds but jellybean time.

A duck in boots played mandolin tunes,

To owls that danced with helium balloons.

The flowers all hummed in polka-dot tones,

And mushrooms juggled skipping st...

I engaged in a lottery full of pottery for besottery.

It was a chicken game for fame my mind could not see it as the same Dame.

Emotions were high on the fly or die.

Run a car in a race a far through a taste of the risk for a frisk just for a kiss if I miss I lose it was fools gold as I fold it felt cold as I was told.

I raced through a train

my brain was like a crane in a drain…. It was felt ut...

Hot

Rays

Burning

Sensation

Prickly

Raw

Heat

Tingling...

In the hush of night where shadows creep,

Moonlight spills in silver sweep.

It kisses trees and quiet streams,

A poet’s balm, the food of dreams.

Soft and pure, it soothes the skies,

A silent truth that never lies.

But deeper in the woods’ embrace,

Moonshine hides with outlaw grace.

No tender glow or silver gleam—

It burns like fire in a rebel’s dream.

In copper stills and whispered pacts,

It dan...

How did it get here

The poor thing

It’s bloody as it banged in the open window

May be it’s a sign of bad luck this is a message a bloody blackbird of bad luck to come to me who did it? Who was mysterious person...

In the line where names are called,

A hush falls deep, the brave grow small.

One by one, the lucky go,

And I remain, the final show.

Eyes avert, no hand held out,

Silent echoes of quiet doubt.

Still I stand, not bowed nor broken,

Wearing strength in words unspoken.

You think last means less, maybe wrong,

But I’ve held silence, learned it strong.

Watched the crowd and saw them race,

While I endur...

In the hush between the heartbeats,

when the lights have all gone still,

we shed the names they gave us,

and the masks we wore at will.

The mirror holds no judgment,

and the moon forgets your face,

there’s no badge of blood or border,

just the hush of shared space.

Your scars are not in focus,

my sins don’t glow like coal,

our shadows curl together,

each one part of a whole.

No kings or saints ...