PoetNickWells
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PoetNickWells
@PoetNickWells
I'm Nick. (This account is maintained by @MicropoetRandy. Nick is a fictional character in my play, Inside Man. These tweets would've occurred in June 2018.)
Katılım Şubat 2020
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You,
barefoot,
arms around my neck,
staring for eternity;
rise on your tiptoes,
eyes close,
silent breath,
lips meet.
Chills.
#micropoetry
English

When you say “I love you” to me,
end it with an ellipsis, not a period.
I don’t want that story to end so abruptly.
#micropoetry
English

I can see a thousand miles into your eyes,
and never take a single step.
My heart longs to take that journey.
My soul was ready years ago.
#micropoetry
English

The morning sun catches my eyes through the tattered curtain lace, like a mother playing peek-a-boo with her baby.
#micropoetry
English

Hold my hand and hold my heart,
never let either go.
Our world's aren't very far apart,
so let whatever's happening grow.
Face to face, looking into your eyes,
I get lost in all of you;
your presence is like beautiful skies,
turning my grayscale world to blue.
#micropoetry
English

Staring into your eyes
as we hold each other close,
I cup your face in my hands,
and lean in as we both
close our eyes,
my lips hovering over yours.
You emanate
a palpable anticipation,
but I only make you
wait a few seconds,
and then...contact.
#micropoetry
English

With a gentle kiss
I pass the fiery torch
that I've carried for you
since first we met.
Its flames grow
bigger and brighter
in a burning blaze
of red and orange-hued passion,
for it has found where it belongs.
#micropoetry
English

Only hours have passed
since last we kissed
and I have missed
our secret tryst
What will happen
when next we meet?
Your kisses sweet,
are a tasty treat.
#micropoetry
English

Last night
when our lips met,
you stole my breath
and left me
wanting to steal it back.
A vicious battle
of tug-of-war ensued,
a fight that neither of us
wanted to end.
When we meet again,
let’s pick back up
right where we left off.
#micropoetry
English

Tiny little songbird,
you sing so nice and sweet;
Oh what joy you have
in every little tweet.
I close my eyes and listen --
I cannot see your face;
unlike me you’re free to fly,
while I’m stuck here in one place.
#micropoetry
English

Ok, I now finally understand the “hashtag” reference I’ve heard about. #newtotwitter #firstday
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