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a ratio of freckles to starsvirginia,
you are floating away in
of sunlight & marrow bones
i want to know
had vertigo then--
a certain horse sadness
i remember how you
would swallow the stars:
watch them glow through your cheeks
(no one told you
what they thought of light & dying
of being a constellation
drawn across your face)
you are the milky way:
a firefly drowning
but i will trail you--
hold your coat above the water
exploding a million miles away
with a number for a name)
This is my girlfriend.This is my girlfriend.
I found her all on my own.
But still good.
There isThere is;
Joy in your laughter, music in your voice
Dance in your step, confidence in your stride
Pride in your heart, tranquility in your mind
Sweetness in your smile, fierceness in your eyes
Comfort in your presence, tenderness in your embrace
Nothing quite compares
Dancing with the Fairies EnglandxReader
Emerald leaves, orange light,
Swaying bluebells, pink clouds,
Rustling trees, calling birds,
In the stillness of the forest.
We wandered from the gravel path,
Careful where we trod,
Not to crush the innocent flowers,
That tinted a fine fragrance.
Past the great oak,
Beyond the pine and beech,
Our fingers entwined together,
My hand locked safely in his.
Great gorges and steep cliffs,
We passed before an opening,
Where light shone through gracefully,
Catching on mysterious forms.
The rosebay willowherb seeds
Floated and waltzed effortlessly
Through the air and caugh
A Lack of EloquenceYou told me you wanted to be a writer someday
And I couldn't help but wonder if you'd ever written about me
I went home and tried to write something beautiful about you
But I couldn't find the words
I don't know how to describe the kindness in your eyes
Or the way your voice sends shivers down my spine
Or how you linger in my dreams at night
No matter how I string my words together
They never quite seem to do you justice
You must forgive me for my lack of eloquence
And understand all the things I'm trying to tell you
When at last, for all my trying, the only words I have are these:
"I love you, I love you, I love you"
You are a bittersweet beauty with hips that lie.Do I crave you because I crave a intense muse?
Poetry flows from my lips.
My heart bruises,
soul feels ripped.
I still want you.
I don’t need you.
I want you.
I want your flesh upon mine.
Whiskey lips and hips that don’t lie.
Bone against bone.
My body is my home.
Experience the bittersweet beauty.
BeautySmiling into the sunshine I go,
the warm rays on my face as I walk.
The world around me is vibrant,
every color rushing to meet my gaze.
The world seems as if it is waiting for me,
opening its beauty to my eyes.
A drop of water touches my face,
from the sky they fall,
bringing out new color and life.
I sit in the rain as around me it falls.
I would try to find the most beautiful things,
but you are the most beautiful thing of all.
It hurtIt hurt you know,
Falling for you.
I felt very bump and bang,
Every bruise and break.
I tried to hold on,
I tried to slow down,
I tried to stop.
But it was inevitable.
Gravity was too much,
It kept pulling me down
And when I landed,
When I hit the ground
At your feet
I could barely breathe.
It was too much
For anyone to handle
Let alone me.
But I watched you reach down,
And felt you pick me up.
You gathered together
All my broken pieces
And worked for days
Making me whole again.
It took time
But I finally realised
That for me to fall down to you
Meant that you
Had fallen too.
So once I was rebuilt
I searched for your missing p
Eternal LoveI never thought this day would come so soon.
And yet I always knew it was to come.
For we are nothing but another side of each other.
For all those years we were two sides of a single coin,
Spinning round and round but never facing one another, never meeting.
But those days have passed. We have joined in more ways than one.
And now we complete each other, black and white, white and black…
Different but the same. We will always continue to fly under the same sky.
Together. Nothing else matters but the connection we share.
This connection which binds us, it runs through our veins, through our blood, long before we ever met.
Eternal. Like the symbols that matched our colours and understood our souls.
let's play pretendplease hold me close and keep your eyes shut
i'll become the girl who broke your heart
and you'll be the boy who broke mine
Rising from Rock Bottom
What more can one wish for at the end of the counting of blessings?
Past the limit of their greatest efforts and exhausted breaths?
What love is should be tested, and if true, never broken.
Immortal to beyond a dying breath, where patience is our only friend with faith.
Holding hands and walking through Hell with your head high
and a love for your lover coursing through your veins.
Through thick and thin stays the course on which I tread,
while loving you with each and every step.
For better or worse, until death do we part only to later meet
and love one another again and forever. Persevere, my love, for I am with you always.
The Passing of a LifeI've got little left to say.
The dust has since settled,
but my memories linger on.
This old mustang has gotten me far,
But the reality is still stinging.
I can feel your touch,
I can hear your singing.
By the highway streetlight I can see you,
Looking down at me from the stars.
I couldn't think there.
The house was a hollow shell,
A portrait of an old life.
I sold it, packed the car, and hit the road,
Running from the ghost of you.
I can smell your hair,
I can taste the love we had.
By the salt of my tears I remember you,
Smiling from across the table.
I decided to drive away.
To run from a cold grave,
A clean marble headstone.
Happy Birthday Fox!Every moment spent with you,
Everything which we once knew,
Is now melting into the past,
You and I, our futures last.
Together our souls burn bright,
Like a hearth and candlelight,
Late night talks or daylight hours,
Poems about us, or poems about flowers,
Though we are so far apart.
You are forever engraved in my heart,
Each passing second with you,
Is worth a lifetime to me.
There aren’t any words that can explain our love.
You smiles with your eyes,
You brighten the world with your laugh,
This love sparkles brighter than the moon,
And the burning sun.
You lights the darkness
You stand out from the flock.
Every kiss is the softest touch,
This love is a soft beauty.
The thought of knowing you are mine
Is like a time of magic
The night we met was endless magic
Dancing in the moonlight is a magical moment
That I always forever cherish
I will love you till infinity ends
Like ying and yang, you and me
Thief of HeartsYou descend upon me
like the night,
softly enshrouding me,
dream like I surrender
feeling myself lost,
you hold me in suspension
upon dark shrouds
of raven rings
which carry us away,
you are no ordinary thief,
but a thief of hearts
you eluded all my senses
and my fate was sealed
long before ever I knew it,
and yet you are not the only
one with secrets,
I who once danced in the moon
with trickster spirit,
I hold the key which open the doors
to your soul, kept in a box
with no lid nor lock,
so thusly we have managed
to irrevocably capture
adversary of sortsHe wears his 9-mm like a hero.
He wears his knife like lingerie.
He wears his black like skin
to mast the black that lies therein.
He's a joker with a cynic mind,
a lover - the sadistic kind,
a lawless gambler of lives,
and a bastard you don't dare survive.
He wears his tuxedo incognito.
He wears his gold like lingerie.
He wears his gloves like skin
to mask the black that lies therein.
He's a talker of the charming kind,
a bourgeois prince with a working-class mind,
with a sickness you're just not quite sure of.
He's a bastard you won't dare not to love.
feral horsefilth-clad stable gates swing in a less than strong fall breeze.
cleft feet scamper in stupor at much obliged freedom,
the cliff not far off.
it ran in humble dignity, owing something to itself:
a vouchsafe freedom, only dealt out to the airborne.
so it jumped from that cliff as if angels would catch it
although not expecting to find halo-bathed fingers at the bottom.
when he hit the ground he made no sound but a sigh of relief amidst the crunching of leaves.
and he dreamt of a freedom,
absent of saddles and filth-clad stables.
returning to the feral state of being unmounted, untamed
like a virgin.
you hybrid of hocus and pocusI cant find an elaborately elegant
or brilliantly stupefying
or colourful way to tell you
that youre my terra firma and the walls of the house that will retire on it.
and that if I were to fly
the soles of my feet would be ci
Ezekiel 21[4 ... therefore shall my sword go forth out of his sheath against all
flesh from the south to the north: 5That all flesh may know that I the
Lord have drawn forth my sword out of his sheath ...]
He guided the armed with a pointed sword
"Only say the word, Lord"
and he said
the fucking word.
[8 Again the word of the Lord came unto me, saying: ...]
InfoRedlow lights make blues look more blue than blue really is.
more mysterious than you really are ...
the smoke cloud lifts and what I thought was exotic was me being quixotic
how goddamn unerotic
to read the clock and find that time has passed backwards.
now I don't know what tense I'm in,
but im looser than I was before I walked in.
highlights make reds look more red than red really is.
more passionate than it really was ...
(it looked like the moon but really it was just the reflection of your empty, open palms in the sky)
oh how mistaken
entertain usUshers clad in white rush the masses to their seats.
Talk dulls to whispers as the queue line outside depletes.
A black-suited man waves his conducting wand at centre stage.
"It looks just like they said it would on this week's news' front page,"
The tuxedo man raises his wand and halts to gesture the audience
His stonewall face daunting, requesting immediate silence.
The ushers dash down to the stage like reinless reindeer,
Stop at the edge and turn to face the crowd with sneers.
Hooded hoodlums wheel out metal tables bearing cobalt cadavers,
a table to each meat-magician.
"Thank you. You've arrived very
Old hauntsSomber rays of sun drift oer the cornice,
Melting in its exit, dreamless and breathless.
Flora, but not fauna, stretch arms along the floor,
Barricading gates and blockading fallow doors.
Its cold, laying hands on these stone castle walls.
Footsteps resonate, caught in these yawning halls.
But, at night,
Voices not my own echo down through the rooms.
Whispers round the bell do battle with the moon,
Asking it to wait.
Wraithlike breezes from the North rattle papers, feathers shake.
Theres scratching, clawing on the headboards. None sleeping, none awake.
Whittled wands cast little spells, spawni
27He had 27 bones
in his left hand, all under a thick netting
of coral reef. He had 27 bones in his right hand too, each perfectly preserved.
Both hands held their breath
as he approached stage exit.
Hit every bar, tour every state.
A river runs interstate through Texas.
Small yellow lines jump straight through it.
Take the US-27 from Fort Wayne to Miami. A second doesn’t make it
to his destination.
Cobalt. Aluminum. A third was found dead, drowned in his pool,
an empty shot glass floating beside him.
Cobalt weighed down his shoulders. Alumi
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