Dance Teen Love Poems

In the quiet hush of the night’s embrace, Where stars ignite and secrets bloom, I pen verses dipped in moonlight, A symphony of longing and...

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I want to hold your hand when we walk
I want to need to stop just so we can talk
I want to lose all my sleep...

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She's not long been heartbroken,
a four year long romance,
all to be ended in an instance,
she thought there was no chance,
that the one she loved would...

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Once upon a time-a girl was sitting on the bleachers.
Mesmerised by the jocks' good-looks and features. Suddenly, a cute guy ran past her,
Not sparing her...

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EARLY POEMS XXI - JUVENILIA

Dance With Me
by Michael R. Burch

(circa age 18)

Dance with me
to the fiddles’ plaintive harmonies.
Enchantingly,
each highstrung string,
each yearning key,
each a thread within...

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She decides to float across 
the waves of heat from the towers which have been 
placed to heat the waves of sweating teenagers 
out there...

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I am a girl with a body made of soil. We catch falling embers of fire in our bare hands with laughter;

And later I catch...

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You aren’t allowed to look into my eyes
And find my shades of brown.
To span into my inseparable planets and walk
on their landscape if you cannot...

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Love doesn't dash, it loiters - 
with repeated movements like music 
and beautifully crude endearments. 

Love does't dash, it lingers 
with rhythms like dance
and boastfully...

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Flower

I'm saying flower
I love you even if it hurt
Sometimes in God's head
Or sometimes on foot
again in your bed
Still I’m blowing in your yard.

I'm saying flower
No...

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my new adidas running shoes
blue bell bottom jeans
soft pink angora sweater
and ribbon in my hair

a stroke of blue shadow on my eyes
touch of blush on...

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In a smiling crowd his smile stood apart, in a museum he'd look like a state of art.

As in the sky flew many a colourful...

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Saša Milivojev - THE NOOK

 
There was a dance of light
In a gloomy room
My battle within a battle
Tiptoeing
Not to be heard
In the nook of my...

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Smoke
by Michael R. Burch

The hazy, smoke-filled skies of summer I remember well;
farewell was on my mind, and the thoughts that I can't tell
rang bells within...

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That active song won't let me forget.
It's lyrics spin like dancing wet ink,
and for four solid minutes I think
I am sixteen, playing Juliet.

That painted song...

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