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In olden times, we had an entire laundry list of issues to tackle. In today’s time, we invent problems as easily as we invent machines to fix those invented problems. However, when a real problem comes to town, something that science has found too new to handle, all the triviality seems even less important than…
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Here is a place for you, Set down on fields, that through Your pointless wandering, All breaks down, sundering. Fire that sweeps From your shouldering gaze, Autumn that creeps Towards your Hellish, false haze. I am, what can be called Music, for what is walled. You have trapped yourself in your own glance, Broken and…
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Here is where We will stare Towards the bluest night, And fall from truest fright. I lost all to the cause Of two million years, Centered and swept of tears, Without content to loss. She will give me All those felled trees, As I cling to see Her sacred beauty. One throat and one grain…
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As I once dived into beauty’s gaze, As I once collapsed in my surrender to her, As I once believed her eyes to never break, And shower me with her tears, As the ground trembled from her thunder. As I once loved the stars for their shine, As I once stayed in the grace of…
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Sweet dreams, Romance, Blessed scenes, Entrance Among faces that scorn the wedded in my arms. They cannot see Who I’ve come to need In arms, embraced among the universe, As she is my sun. My light, unbroken and won. We fall into white blankets and adorned quilts, As decor falls from her legs, Of lace…
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Drink up, our sweet gazes Staring into that of another. We only speak words made for the glass Of ivory in the highest clouds And the lowest graves. Hold out your hand. I’ll give you the world, Though will you hurl it away? What is your face following? Where is your heart wandering? Our love…
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Love has a way of sharing textures Soft as the snow we roll in. I have held the many tears for my consumption, I have breathed the stars into her eyes, I have felt the world shudder in her arms, For that world was our own. From rains, We fall Into a void made to…
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Leave what feels wrongest To the plains behind our feet. We wield trumpets to call our marriage Out from beneath our hands. What we wield is an apology To those who only suffered Under the rocks of a million lakes, Filled with their worry and tears. We fold breaths Like blankets, about our arms. We…
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And, it is Alessio’s eyes that have caught the sight, again. He feeds a string to her gaze, of a woman recognized for much attraction. Bold in her shape, and gentle in her step. Yet, it is as if no one else, besides Alessio, has noticed her. Again with the pink band about her waist,…
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A breath for a bird,To keep her wings afloat. A guide for a smile,To keep it going for the while. I need the prettiness of her aged beautyTo mimic the skies never to part,When I keep it together. I feel the worship of my hands, upon her skin.There is fire raised, from each touchTo forge…
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Seek my help Whenever you discover Hell In your own heart. Where there’s a bottom to it all, There is also a tunnel To where sounds originate, From cries to ecstatic sighs, And you’ll find your human self. I fold stems with no thorns About yourself, I write my name on your white flesh, Like…
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There are days to sayThat the world can go away,Leaving us from its dismay.We twist stems from the shortest tulipsAdorning the cotton fields.We twist ourselves, the stemsAnd bury ourselves in arms. Close as the world is awayFrom us, in its utter dismay.I am the blood, craving a coldness,While you are the Hell craving a true…
Modern Romanticism 