Dark brown chocolate concoction,
with bitter, sweet, and sour options.
Wrapped like a queen greedy for nothing,
but has a palate for love.
- Jg
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JustGreylon
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Dark brown chocolate concoction,
with bitter, sweet, and sour options.
Wrapped like a queen greedy for nothing,
but has a palate for love.
- Jg
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Slow Dance with MeCome close to me, chin over my shoulder, and listen as I water you, over and then over. Feel the vibrations til your core becomes week, voice is slow to speak, sore from exclaiming “ooh wee!” Move with me in sync, while my hands wrap your needs, yours draped above my sleeves and we’re holding on not to lean. We are holding on not to breach, not for you to spring a leak, nor to impose on lengthy means. "Control it" - G
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Foundation
Husband
Rock, King
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Just Hold MeThe act behind the shower curtain, - Jg
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EnvisageAll I ever need is an open heart, A selfless love that is eager to start Not half, but always whole in part Yet even more like a throned embark - Jg |
Harsh - HaikuLightning whips the sky Clouds trembling, pouring with rain Sorrow after craze - Jg |
In Tandem“You’ve always loved me “You are worth every mend “I feel as if you are fixed to me “We fit each other nicely, yes, “A Queen to a King” [both] - Jg |
Don’t Cry - Know Your WorthPolluted mascara Don’t cry Lost words Don’t cry Spirits lowly Don’t cry - Jg |
CraveDark brown chocolate concoction, with bitter, sweet, and sour options. Wrapped like a queen greedy for nothing, but has a palate for love. - Jg |
MajesticShield me from harm’s ways, always damaging my sail, saturating my spirit in waves leaving me to shore-up a shell
Make me lively like the sky, kissable against the moon’s maim, a colorful pallet that meets the eye on a canvas painted in soft rains -Jg
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Wolves
Ignorance points a gun, an adolescent dies young, taken away like a dandelion's petals and a mother is tired of getting wind
One after the other no longer in life with her, drifting to a better light, but no longer a prey for them |