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Best Poems Written by Denisa Spiridon

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Wishes In the Night

Take me to a rooftop
I wanna dance on the edge with you
I’m not scared I could slip
I’m not scared,
I could let go of your hand.
I’m just a shadow 
So don’t be afraid 
If you can’t catch it
Standing with you 
I’m killing time
What a power
What a crime
Trace the line
with my lips
Turning real
all my trips.

Burning city, 
burning nights
Flashing lights
Bodies glowing in the dark
Fingertips leaving marks
Wild kisses leaving scars
While we aim for the stars
Hoping we gon reach the moon
Whispers blow and people bloom.

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Fantasy

I lean in to your space tonight
My hair caresses your face tonight

I started looking for you long ago
I am waiting with grace tonight

I came dressed in shadows 
I’ll mark your place with black lace tonight

A fantasy of an apricot tree and rose water 
I’ll put my love for you in a wide vase tonight

Vanilla scent fills the air 
But I won’t leave a trace tonight.

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Scattered Thoughts

Scattered thoughts
scratching the paper
poems written in red ink,
pretty breaths and blue skies 
reminding me of crumpled sheets in the morning
this is what gets me to write
prints made by your hands,
while my skin whispers: 
my love for your comes from the depths of the ocean...
and when you’re away 
I create
and recreate
my stories.

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Teardrops

I’m catching teardrops in my hand
I’m pacing on a new land
And far away from the ship that sinked
I would run 
A vision of a sweet oblivion
Would you run away with me?
Come, I’ll kept it fun and warm
We could spin, laugh, dance
Make love and have the moon as witness
Eyes wide open
You told me never look away
I’ll break and fall into pieces on the ground
Without making a sound
I’m gonna be cold, cold, lifeless
Blessed with beauty, youth and rage
Oh well, this would be a new stage
New age.

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Madness In the Spring

I wanna cup my hands and drink of you
I wanna show you all my shades of blue
I am a colourful and beautiful mess
I love to put on and put down any dress
I am a little crazy, but just temporary
I know things that are as pretty as they’re scary
I am crushed with beauty when I love
And I live love differently, sort of
Some of the people that I met on the way decided to run
But I am having fun and I don't miss no one
I have some superpower
I can show it while waiting for dawn, for the magic hour
I am fluent in silence and I can teach you that
But it has to be sometimes when I’m not mad
When I don’t wear any grief, I am pretty like a spring morning
My kiss can devastate your sense, take it like a warning
I’m also beautiful in my anxiety
And my shadows can be such a variety
I’m the prettiest when I smile and laugh
You wouldn’t get enough not even in a day and a half.

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Yours

I whispered it slowly,
I shout it out loud
I said it though my mouth didn’t make a sound
I spelled your name
While it sparked a bright flame
I liked your name from the begging
I saw it while my head was spinning
I tasted it and it was salty and sweet
I wrote it till I made it bleed
I felt it pumping in my veins
I screamed it in trains and planes
I feel like I can’t get enough of it,
How I can’t get enough of you
And saying it while I lay on the ground
It’s somewhere between a prayer and a shout
It’s always on my lips
And I love to get it out.

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Harp

Dance me all around the room
I get naked as it does the moon
Kiss me till I see the sunshine
You give me chills on my spine
As you love my body,
As you play my body like a harp,
It will sing a song for you
Screams and sighs
He told me to look into his eyes
But that was too much
Cause I was already dying by his touch.

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86,400 Seconds

86, 400 seconds each day,

How many of them would you like to stay?

Kiss me one silent night

And I’ll answer you with my silence

Or I will write

Replying through a poem,

Or a 7 page short thought

You said it’s like a review

And that may be true.

The place where I’ve abandoned myself,

A blue pillowcase and a bookshelf

A street that I thought that I know, 

but I didn’t

A button and number 7,

The elevator and I was close to heaven.

Your arms-strong

and my fingers shaking,

Something inside of me 

both building and breaking

My whispers,

The soundtrack to your dreams

All is well,

Or so it seems.

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Consume Me

To love is good
under the starless sky
in a man’s arms
To break is good
under the touch of a hand
in a bed with white sheets
To drink is good
when you long for someone
and you cry poetry
To talk is healing
when you kept quiet for years
and you almost forgot the sound of your own voice
To sing is good
For you beloved, in his kitchen
when you’re making pancakes
To sleep is better
when you read together and you fall asleep on his chest
and he stays still so you can keep dreaming… 
Love is consuming
like a hot summer day that leaves you sweaty and tired
but blissful and with a foolish smile on your face.

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Work of Art

He was a work of art
I knew he was crazy from the start
I knew it may be a little hard
To deal with someone with a broken heart
I put his name in the blue of my polish nails
I don’t want him to tell me fairy tales
I let it written with my red lipstick
While I take it off real quick
Cause there is something else I wanna put on my lips and lick
Really all the drama makes me sick
I just want someone who knows to make me click
I can’t get hurt in theory
But you may catch me get teary