romanticindeed
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But, what would I do Without the kiss? Without the feel of lips against my own? What will I become Among these other moments, When all I feel against my mouth Is the burning of blood From bitter pain? What else to feel, Other than the biting winter wind? Oh, winter, Are you my new…
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Love lifts candles To be upon each stone In the winter months. Lust is the heat, for our bodies to be conjoined, Like twins with appetite. Like a spread of corruption, we bite into ourselves To discover. So much comfort in the lie, So much to not ignore About the mirrored image. My heart tells…
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“Beauty is only ever beautiful, when it is pushed to the edges of the Earth, bringing herself to fall down. Beauty cannot be strong, without beauty being loved. When beauty is only beautiful, she is fragile and weak. She is alone, with only herself to see. No one admires her. No one cares for her.…
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Dialogue #1 “Beauty Reflects…” Beauty: Beast: Dialogue #2 “A Man’s Guilt Buried” Beauty: Beast: Dialogue #3 “A Woman’s Guilt on Top” Beauty: Beast: Dialogue #4 “Beauty is the Vulnerable Flesh” Beauty: Beast: Dialogue #5 “A Man, as the Beast” Beauty: Beast: Dialogue #6 “A Woman, as Beauty” Beauty: Beast: Dialogue #7 “When Guilt should not…
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I view With eyes widened, upon the narrow skies Of you, In nighttime meanderings, Your seasons changing, so within yourself. You bathe in the sea During winter. And sleep in the trunks of trees During summer. So much oddness, So much coldness, So much strangeness Within yourself. So much of yourself, carries itself Onward, like…
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Two fingers, gently laidOn a storm, amorously made.Like fuel, I raise it in tides,To notice what truly resides,In the bones,In the stones,In the Hell I’ve witnessed about you,For the Heaven that shall come to undoThe silence in the deathly blue. Beauty’s breathHolds a nothing, as I caress flesh with two fingers.As I set sail across…
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My eyes show tears you’ll come to forget In the many years That follow you, and follow me, through the nighttime Scenery. Life has not been kind To you. It is because Of the life you chose, Being that of those Who do not follow the tears Wherever they go. Whenever they show Burns beneath…
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You have eyes, And you bellow cries, Like a bird perched atop The winter bough. You have no nest For the chicks and their whines. You simply squawk For no reason at all. Like the food within your form, You have become selfish In wanting it all For yourself, in this solemn gloom. Like a…
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Above your brightest shoulders,A certain face resides,With images, porcelain upon ruby stripes,Your dashing image, combined with the lightOf where I place a solemn kiss. One marriage,Among many vowsLets me take your finger, and the ring I placeUpon your hand, makes meGo through, to the bitter end. I lift thee, above me,As my strength conjoins, with…
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Like two petals, crossing over The other. Like one flavor, the sweetest in my mouth, Better than the flavor of sugarcane, For your eyes have the entire world within view. Your eyes, and your cries, Have my universe to behold. Love takes form, And will take form, Upon what nectar, what sweetness You drop from…
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I have come to stay with your tired form, And land softness To each enveloping turmoil That has reached your ears, Your mouth, And your eyes. Two areas to kiss, One of each lip. I will love, for eternity to come, And kiss, as though each lip were a rose petal Mounted upon a sculpture.…
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A celebrationOn the intoxication, upon scents of skin,And the fewest droplets that hang offYour scarlet tresses, in the dimming light upon thisBrooding evening. I bring kisses to you,In your saddened and weakened sight.A complexion, worn aboutWith nakedness to every scar,And a heart, turned into a star. Your frigidness,And my warmth,Collide.Like love, the sun, wrestles with…
Modern Romanticism 