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Disregard

the aroma of the carousel

Disregard

the unforgettable thirst

Disregard

the saturating hunger

Disregard

the mist in your tone

Disregard

the fears that dwell inside

Disregard

the yearnings you bury

Disregard

the cravings you once had

Disregard

the sarcasm in this riddle

Disregard

the awakening of the tension

I am accepting

that you continue to disregard me

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Roaring parking meters

Stoplights slurring

Traffic jams sound like an arcade

Vendors flipping dollars

Counting change in thin gloves

Smiles parading like a festival

Inhaling the scent of hot dogs

Car doors slamming

Taxi cabs galore

Newspaper stands hand shakes

Concrete greetings

Tap dancing on pavement

Bartenders barking like a pit bull

Candy shops humming sweetness

Downtown in a ornament

Brick walls glaring spray paint

Little Anthony circling fire hydrants

Simone shouting obscenities

Dimes shoved in a jukebox

Ingredients of simplicity

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Curling inside the cylinder

Walking on a plane

Cutting up the circle

Seeking the blistering radius

Dissecting the intersection points

Slipping in symmetry

On the edge of a Cartesian distance

Defining the articulation

Inside the angles and 3D lines

Glaring at the 2d lines

Placing the trihedron

Sliding down the cone

Hiding behind the slot

From hexagons to lines

A world of preciseness and exactness

Divine numbers are bold

No gray in the atmosphere

A place without emotions or drama

No mystery in the madness

Problem solved

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Florescent wildfire

A scattered chill

Ignited by your tongue

World class enthusiast

Lessons learned

Sincerely apologetic

Exposed to your

magnetizing glass world

Sensing fragility

But armor and strength

Cherishing every second

Recording your laughter

Questions compiling

Curiosity rises

Raising me to the clouds

Wishing for three more hours

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From the decorated tricks

to the lustful and tart candy

The crimson plasma spreads

like a tormented disorder

Calm like a grenade

Held by a tremulous clown

Waving his God smack hand

Tossing hundred dollar bills

to purchase genocidal vodka

Tick tock tick tock

Inside the gray rats nest

Morbid clocks humming the

melody of Enter Sandman

The crack of the numb skull

opens up and echos rape

Recognizing the basket case

Jolted and ramshackle

Hunger for disease thickens

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Untamed and unforgettable

Ripple effect spreads like a disease

Lip licking and chomping

Like a wounded dog without a collar

Even your shadows cry

All you do is scratch

Tick tock…

Chasing traumatized winds

Clotheslined by barbwire

A feared and reckless beast

Gnawing at my insides

Even your skin is distasteful

All you do is claw

Tick tock…

Crippling my essence

Ruthless and disturbing you crawl

A relentless bitch

Foaming at the mouth

Even your tears want to run from you

All you do is manipulate

Tick tock…

You won’t know what hit you

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Calmly

I wait for my empress

Delicately

I dwell in her vast ocean

Patiently

I embrace her awakened scars

Quietly

I salivate for her two words

Passionately

I wait for her wicked arrival

Faithfully

I cradle her butterfly skin

Sincerely

I welcome the grand gesture

Softly

I sit here waiting for her two words

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Between the handshakes and

the cold New Hampshire hospitality

Salutations and red carpets

are the cornerstones of this

broken down concrete

Standing ovations and hugs

are shared among the living

from the golden curbs

Wreaths of prosperity are

hung on the door all year round

Love thy neighbor is a

song sung in multiple languages

Perhaps Welcome Street is

the Apple pie of the United States

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(1st Verse)
I use to cradle the magic in your eyes,
I use to sing to your majestic wings.
I use to love your bitten sarcasm,
I use to appreciate all the little things.
But there is no use to pretend,
The is the beginning of the end.

Chorus:
I couldn’t believe you didn’t see it coming miles away,
I couldn’t believe you didn’t see the colors fade.
I still can’t believe, that you refuse to see.
I still can’t believe, you took pieces of me.

(2nd Verse)
I use to fear the moment of truth,
I use to stare into the darkest cold sky,
I use to be afraid of the painted tears,
I use to know what I really felt inside.
But there is no use to pretend,
The is the beginning of the end.

Chorus:
I couldn’t believe you didn’t see it coming miles away,
I couldn’t believe you didn’t see the colors fade.
I still can’t believe, that you refuse to see.
I still can’t believe, you took pieces of me.

(3rd Verse)
I use to be numb to the vicious cut,
I use to run into the lion’s roar.
I use to scream to the silence,
I use to be the one who kept score.
But there is no use to pretend,
The is the beginning of the end.

Chorus:
I couldn’t believe you didn’t see it coming miles away,
I couldn’t believe you didn’t see the colors fade.
I still can’t believe, that you refuse to see.
I still can’t believe, you took pieces of me.

Bridge:
You took the turn before I could see the road,
You took the wheel while I was in control.
You took the words from the previous page,
You took the lights from the center stage.
You took the pictures from the gold frames,
You took the hope and all that remained.

Chorus:
I couldn’t believe you didn’t see it coming miles away,
I couldn’t believe you didn’t see the colors fade.
I still can’t believe, that you refuse to see.
I still can’t believe, you took pieces of me.

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Once upon a time,
I used to wish for a love like ours,
Once upon a time
I pondered that very phrase.
I sat under those bright stars beside you
and saw the words “forever” ring in my ears.
Or at least a love that the stars would forever engrave in themselves,
To be look upon with awe and wonder,

Questions of how did they over come the odds and make it to that kind of happiness,
A love worthy of songs and fairy tales and beauty,
As we gazed into each other’s eyes
I wanted to see a glimpse of happiness.
In my heart I could feel the world stop
but darling in my mind our lives continued.

But I’m starting to find that once upon a time only begin once,
The moment had scratches and it was no longer clear to me.
The only clarity I saw was that we should no longer stare in the fairy tale and stare into reality.
And everything that falls in between is up to chance.
Love is just not a word in a song, card, or in a poem.
Love isn’t just displayed in a movie scene or a play.
Love requires action, consistency, and a splash of romance.

So darling, I could be your perfect once upon a disaster,
Tangles in the highest tower laced with thorns and roses, tasted in the last bite of the poisoned apple,
Or….or we can work to create a new fairy tale.
Once I threw our written fairy tale in the trash can I grabbed a note pad.
I wrote 10 reasons why I am madly in love with you.
I wrote 10 reasons why I want to be with you.
I tore this sheet out of the notepad and placed it on the refrigerator.

Let the old stars die, fall with the hearts of those before us,
I don’t need a fairy tale nor a “Once Upon A Time” beginning.
Sweetheart, my love, I just need to be open, expressive, intuitive, caring, and considerate.
And lets give birth to a new galaxy full of stars that will shine and dazzle those who look up and wish a forever on once upon a time….
If I truly love you, every day that word “forever” will truly mean something.
Forever starts with my attitude, outlook, and the desire to show you how much you mean to me.

A Writer’s Soul – Non Italics

Overflowing Ink – Italics

I had done a collaboration with Kristen and it was quite fun! Kristen is a wonderful writer. Please check out her blog if you haven’t – you will read some great poetry!

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“Unable to perceive the shape of you, I find you all around me. Your presence fills my eyes with your love. It humbles my heart, for you are everywhere.”

You are the Breath of Passion
The Embodiment of all my Heart beats for,
Longs for,
All this understanding
So unworthy of the least of You,
Can ever perceive.

You are the blood in my veins 
Saliva drippings from the fire ooze magic 
All this longwinded gust 
Soar through every inch of 
my glowing urges

Stars that span the ebon Nighttide,
Miracles of Light and Time
are mere phantoms,
shallow and hapless,
Unremembered figments of Yesterday
Compared to the Depth of my Love

I can see fragments of the twinkles 
Sweat pouring from the golden heavens 
Caught in a whirlwind of passion 
Your moans are magnetizing 
Never ending cravings 
Watching you grip the sheets, sigh

All that Speaks of mystery
All that Whispers portentous enigmas
All the Hums with the Vibrancy of Forever
Are Fading shadows,
Dim and Meaningless
Compared to the Depth of my Passion

Caution tape ripped 
Entering euphoria without bounds
Slippery and yet rough edges 
Lip biting memories etched 
Nonexistent tenderness 
Unleashed saturations 

How I Sigh in your Sweet Embrace!
How my skin yearns for the Touch of Your hands,
How these lips long to be Kissed by Yours,
How I have waited,
Breathless, Trapped, Longing
For Your Sweet Honeyed Love!

A bellow of raw words 
Intoxicating oceans 
Commanding you to vulnerability
Taste the lava, taste the lava 
Overwhelming fervor 
Yearning for more 

This was a joy to collaborate with Morgan!

Braeden – Italics

Morgan – Non

Cynthia A. Morgan is an award-winning author & blogger; columnist for the national publication Fresh LifeStyle Magazine; and member of the Poetry Society of America and Artists for Peace. Creator of the Epic YA Fantasy Dark Fey Trilogy, Morgan’s powerful story relates how the power of Hope, Acceptance and Forgiveness can change the world when Positive Action is taken to create change.  The only way to achieve Peace is to become Peace.

Morgan is also the author of the popular blog Booknvolume where her over 17K followers are regularly treated to Morgan’s own brand of poetry, English Sonnets, musings about life, personal recipes, photography, book reviews and more.

https://booknvolume.com

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(1st verse)
It hit me like a cannonball,
You could see it on the other side of the wall.
It hit me like a freight train,
Maybe that’s why I’m going insane.
I don’t know how to stop time from sitting still,
I didn’t realize how much silence really kills.

Chorus:
We took something perfect,
Now we are slowly removing the parts that made it work.
We took something perfect,
Maybe I didn’t notice but maybe you felt the pain first.
I don’t know how to be strong,
Just like you, it will be hard to carry on.

(2nd Verse)
It hit me like a tons of bricks,
I couldn’t see how much I would truly miss.
It hit me like a morning car crash,
I always thought this was built to last.
I don’t know how to stop it from rolling down the hill,
I didn’t realize how much silence really kills.

Chorus:
We took something perfect,
Now we are slowly removing the parts that made it work.
We took something perfect,
Maybe I didn’t notice but maybe you felt the pain first.
I don’t know how to be strong,
Just like you, it will be hard to carry on.

Bridge:
I never thought it could get better than this.
I never thought it would be everything I would miss.
I never thought it would hurt so much,
I never thought I would have to bottle this up.
It feels like I have to be the strong one,
I can’t have you see me come undone.

Chorus:
We took something perfect,
Now we are slowly removing the parts that made it work.
We took something perfect,
Maybe I didn’t notice but maybe you felt the pain first.
I don’t know how to be strong,
Just like you, it will be hard to carry on.

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Goodbye desolate shivers

Goodbye forgotten aches

Goodbye swallowed tears

Goodbye opaque walls

Goodbye erratic fears

Goodbye discarded pages

Goodbye to a dark clown’s frown

Goodbye to a lightless mirage

Goodbye to my lost and last words

Goodbye to the faceless sun

Goodbye meaningless friendships

Goodbye somber passions

Goodbye sensitive heart

Goodbye drowning memories

Goodbye deep blue sky

Goodbye unread poetry

Goodbye Trampled Feelings Pass

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Pearl of the generation

A gypsy in psychedelic rock

Chugging beers in her bellbottoms

The queen of Woodstock

Unforgettable decorated wail

In the circle of the blues

Never drove a Mercedes Ben

Taking a piece of my heart

Playing Try just a little harder

over and over

Addictions took her away

Forever Me and Bobby McGee

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Tense and rigid

An arctic dialogue

Indifferent and standoffish

Words thrown like darts

Sticking like super glue

Toxic and demoralizing

Like talking to a brick wall

Hateful and unemotional

Unraveling the anger

Removing myself

Wasting energy on you

Walking away

from your rigamortis breath

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On the outside of the glass

Aphorisms ringing like a bell

Insensitivity weaves a cobweb

Vulnerability trapped in a

medical syringe

Harshness spoken with a sterile

and violent tongue

Commanding and demanding

Blatant and in bright lights

Waterworks flowing like a creek

Hearts awaken and cringe

An awkward silence creeps

Hoping love seeps through the cracks

seeking a mysterious ocean

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Trembling locked lips

underneath the flashing red light

Caution tape torn between

Wicked Lust Lane and Insatiable road

Full force of ripped love

Entangled speeding tickets

Stilettos bright as fire engine red

walking Romeo’s Kiss Boulevard

Seeking infatuation and

burning sensations among the chatter

Sirens storming in the air

Exploring hands twisting

Passing every stop sign

down this riveting and passionate road