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Sunder all with eyes of sadness,As your cup is drunk from, to its bottom.I love your loose eyes,Draining what tears you have left, for hope.I love your parted lips,Motioning whispers of escaping pasts. Gallop your horses,Make them walk.Make yourself the woman with a nested crownAbove your temples, above your head.You caress all your life with…
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Originally posted on Modern Romanticism: Bless yourself, Woman of the deep Of me. Your face has raindrops Suitable for consumption. Your aroma is taxing To my strength. I falter, I weaken Before your might. There is seduction in every word That leaks free From your parted mouth. I eclipse nothing of joy For your moment…
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She entertains to the sight of this mirror, leaning against this room’s furthest corner. Upon her blankets to a twin bed, ruffled as they are to the outcome of a night’s soaring passion, she swims through the waves of them to partake for a closer look. She is adorable to her nature, agleam to her…
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Bloody offspring Of mine, on the lakes Of debris, Call your nightmare Your chapter, Onwards to conclusion. Let your roar be for the moon’s own tears, Escaping your dreams, running from fears. Force sympathy apart, Wrench the compassion from stones, For you have licked ivory. You see the towers, You see the lighthouse, You see…
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As I crowned you plentyWith smiles owing up to Heaven,Your arms that now embrace the lifeless voyageTo an eternity in peace,You still part a mouth for a silent kiss. In your barren glance,I see a painted reflectionOf me, in a mind that grows deep,Reaches highUnto the sunset and sky. I crown you with a wreath…
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“What is beautiful in this world, is anything protected. Anything beautiful in this world, is everything fragile. For the same reason that a mother would protect her child, or the same reason that an organization protects an endangered speices, all things that have weaknesses are protected.” – Modern Romanticism
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“Could one know a person beyond the surface? Of course. Then, why make it a priority to discuss the surface? Why make it a priority to discuss race? Why not make it a priority to discuss something deeper? Something of culture, something of history, being the things that one could identify or relate to another…
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“Beauty can be simply termed as the fleshy existence of a thing, easily faulted for a crime. Yet, it takes the so penetrative eyes, to see beneath the muck, to dig out the humanity. No movement, no community, no government can do this. It must be something personal and confrontational, to free misery from the…
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“To act on impulse, without thought, with no clarity, is comparable to the psychopath who kills without knowing who he is killing. Any person whose vulnerability defines what they share in the world, defines also what they are guilty for sharing. Meaning, that a person who shares their secrets with those who they do not…
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To the arranged bouquet, Gently emerging from the dirt, I will take myself to the taint, Gracing my lowered self to the hurt. Your beauty is a suffocation, An enclosed memory Of all that drinks in the scenery, Of a mind that lifts, to no defeated end. Blood is discovered, As the raindrops from the…
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Drunk on me, As I drink you. You are the fountain of retaining youth, As I leak my old foundations to your warm center. Bleed out, for the both of us, As I will, too. Your hair is a stream, Your fingers are unfurled, Your words are a long walk Upon chapters in our existence.…
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Mirth Gives birth To new arrangements Of bright lights. Your kisses dance atop My skin In this velvet morning. Dream with me The newcomers Who change their smiles When they switch their miles. We shall not Interpret the world for its disaster, Though for its revival, When we walk along bloody shores, Guaranteeing the Earth’s…
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