Just stay a little longer?

I saw her walk away,
a little by little.
Bit by bit.
And a little while later
a thought escaped or
was it a beat?
I forget as,
I felt a tiny crack
in my voice or
was it someplace else?
I forget as,
I yell, “Could you, maybe,
Just stay a little longer?”.
As here’s the thing,
The sound of her whisper and
the smell of the rain.
The peck on my cheek and
the warmth of her lips
felt like fine
stardust, to this
heart of mine.
Ha, I guess it felt
a little lot, to let off.
Even for just one night.

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A Verse Tried #8

'She' was 'taught' to
hide her scars
And reduce her carbs.
She was to taught to
feed her insecurities
And bury her rarities.
She was taught to
be shy and giggly.
And was taught to
stay short and skinny.
She was taught to
not say things out loud
And was taught to
forever follow the crowd.
Taught to walk 'like a girl'
Taught to talk 'like a girl'.
To dress like one
and to sit like one.
But as time passed
she 'learned' that
the mark near her eye
the scar on her thigh,
the mole on her chin
the pores of her skin,
the loose shirt she loves
the crooked smile she hides,
the extra skin she covers
the messy hair of hers
are just a part of her beauty,
Beauty which is more than skin deep.
Beauty which is more than 'he' could keep.

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A Verse Tried #7

You were my
that I fell on by chance.
You were my
that I wondered with every glance.
You were my
that I sought in all my sights.
You were my
that I wandered in all my nights.
You were my
that I trusted with my hearts of hearts.
You were my
that I looked back in wholes and parts.
You were my
that I kept safe every single day.
You were my
that I gazed for hours as I lay.

But most of all
You were

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A Verse Tried #6


She wanders somewhere in the dark ends of the ocean ,
where her thoughts makes her swim.

She wanders somewhere in the dark lanes of the city,
where her thoughts leads her astray.

She wanders somewhere in the dark nights of the winters ,
where her thoughts keeps her awake.

She wandered in the moonless
She wandered in the lightless
And all other unexplored places.

But her thoughts were darkest of them all.

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