Do you remember your first love?

The first cut is the deepest...

Check out Guerrilla Love and other artists within this beautiful anthology about first love: http://thesomethingfineproject.tumblr.com/

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Confessions

To the girl standing by the bridge wearing clown shoes and eating kiwi fruit, you had bright red lipstick and...
well I was the guy drowning in denial, wearing the biggest clown appreciation smile ever seen.
I'm not sure if you noticed me but I was stalking you from right in front of you. We talked about philosophy and traveling to the moon in a solar clown car.
We had coffee but it was just whiskey in a coffee cup.
We shared a moment and the whole world floated by like the clouds were commanding the way.
I can't remember if it was real or you appeared in my dream, but you had an accent unfamiliar.

Can we meet again? 

Anonymous

If only I could sew

Ashes fall sideways;
I smell the fire that burns.
Let those ashes go,
Wash those blacked hands.

Try letting the fire rage,
Don’t look at the burns,
Let them burn away.
I smell the smelting fire,

Surging under your existence,
Thou I shall not meet this fire here,
Dare I’d doubt it exists.
I just don’t witness it yet,

Circles of dust do not fool me
Maybe hundreds of years will pass,
Then I’ll help it warm you, trap and wrap around
Bounding itself in the sky, shining.

I’ll hold it close to your almond eyes,
So you can see these constellations and be memorized.
Maybe hundreds of years, will need to pass my friend.
But when I see you transited in brightness, I’ll know you're there.

Anonymous

Alyce are you out there?

"I write poems and letters to her but do not post all of them. I hope that the universe will bring her back to me.

You can dedicate it to Alyce if you want to."

Anonymous.



"To my dearest love, words cannot describe the feeling of living without you. I wake up wishing that one day you will be by my side again. My days drift away like a lost boat in the ocean. My heart is ticking only just, waiting for the moment I will see your beautiful green eyes again. I think of you and the wonderful connection we have and how we created something great from nothing, I have alot to thank you for. You openned my eyes and helped me grow. I understand there is a higher power at work here and only it knows what of us, but I am not ready to let you go. I will dream of you and hope that one day soon we may cross paths again. Yours truly M"
 

Toilet Love

You know it's love when someone writes your name in orange peel while they are sitting on the toilet.

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