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Denisa Spiridon Poem
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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Denisa Spiridon Poem
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
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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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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we see what we want to see
moments of pain or the power to make it poetry
a lovely sunset or violet skies
the smile on my face or the storm in my eyes
monsters, shadows and rage
or the chance to dance on the edge
the risk to feel shameless and alive
or the fall like a sharp pain of a knife
naked bodies in the night
bringing sparks and storms of light
mirror, mirror there are two
your perception of me is a reflection of you
7 june 2021
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I’m in his favorite dress
He’s watching me getting undressed
Take this body
Do what you want
Tear it apart
Dance with it
Play with it
Taste it, spit
Do what you like
Hold it tight
Hold it tonight
Lean in for a kiss
What I feel is bliss
The word comes from my lips
Kissing in the blue dark
Our touch is a spark
You’re my favorite color
I like to mix you with my skin
I like to let you in.
I like you quite a lot
Everything you got
Everything you give me
Everytime you kiss me in the dark
Make me burn and scream out loud
I am not afraid anymore
I just know I want more
Do you feel the heat?
It’s winter, but we beat the weather
Everytime we are together
Short dress, bare feet
white sheet and desire
Burning breathing fire
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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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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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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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Denisa Spiridon Poem
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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