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a poem about christmasChristmas
It was night before Christmas,
But I was feeling restless.
Santa's not coming
and he won't be summing
up his children's list
because something's a-miss.
Santa's not dead,
and I'm awake in my bed.
I'm awake because
I've found out that santa clause
isn't real and my presents
come from my parents.
And now I'm sad because santa
is gone and my parents drink fanta,
and now that I know,
now even the snow,
will cheer me up from this state of sadness.
a poem about schoolBack to school they say,
I would rather eat hay.
School holidays go by fast
and school seems to last.
those "friendly" back to school signs
are like visible land mines,
because they hide a warning.
back to hell in the morning.
what love is not.it was a s l o p p y first kiss where
my drunk lips fumbled against yours.
the dull thwack of my heart,
locked behind curved ribs
cleared my groggy brain,
clouded with lustful premonitions.
it was an e l e c t r i f y i n g first kiss where
you entwined your hands in my hair.
your mouth encompassed mine and
my breath became lost in the steady
of your chest.
it was a s h y first kiss where
i pulled away before you could explore.
your tongue grazed my teeth,
searching for a way past the ivory gates.
i dug my finger into the stubble along your jaw,
my nail lulling your carnal desires.
it was my first kiss with you.
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