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I’ll not ever neglect to see Beauty within thee, When age has encompassed your form. Time is but the first thing To release itself, from a thing captured. A form captured, in arms, glowing in the sunshine, And from everything else that blossoms, Sprung in the springtime. All is for me to greet thee, and…
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Aromatic, above the flesh, as fumes raise themselvesTo my nostrils, and beyond.Lust sends motions, and we sin together.Love flies kisses to your mouth,And we love forever. I am within,And you are around.Like truth that spills over, to reveal to the worldEndless colors.Endless shapes that perspire and mold. Across your heavenly form,I am sentenced to stayAnd…
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What have I done? With the blood that soaks between my fingers Like nectar, Like morning dew, Like tears, Like marrow. What have I become In the still shaded eclipse, to her form I once guarded? With all my might, I once guarded. With nothing to see, in a future, for plight, I once guarded.…
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Take away the layers Covering your absence, For I’ll admit to the moon and stars, That I’ll want thee, from the grave, again. You blow to me the stars, As I envelope you, the moon, And the breast revealed Is but the darkness away From the lighter ends of the surface To that very orb.…
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What she saysTo me, atop the waves,“You are my captain, and we have been through the stormsTo see the newest light, at the furthest reaches.”Thunder is lighting her eyesAs echoes of how I screamed. I cannot abandon my vessel.But, it is already broken, already bleeding. What she notices of me,Creating the waves with my tearsAtop…
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The woman with a fan To still the descending droplets Of sweat, from pores that open across Her velvet flesh. The woman with a fan, The woman who can still stand, Despite the harrowing years It took to appear grand. A single arm holds her upright, It is mine, As she is stilled by time.…
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Where shall I put them? On the ivory? On the nudity? On your bared self, So that tragedy Cannot reach us, I kiss a mark, and I burn it, and I hold it, Into you. You lovely thing. A woman Of smiles reaching To the summer and winter sunset, In this fatal moment, And we…
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Grant what he’s yearned forBeneath covers, bled for.Beneath the petals and sorry smiles, he’s thrown afterA love he thought to growAtop stumps, as roses, and atop flat desertsWhere no wind blows. Grant him his fortune,Because, he’s yearned for it.Tulips atop graves,And daffodils atop waves.He gained what is now a buried memoryIn his mind, that was…
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One love drowned, One love crowned With dutifulness. I etched a number into my wrists With a blade, for blood to kiss, As that blood reveals love so noticed. Love lifted away From this sorry doomsday. Love was told to stay, Placed in my heart. It leaped away To the better parts of yesterday. And…
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Across the sea She blew me a fragrance, One I felt it worth to see With eyes upon her froze stare, And made me become aware. I loved With ‘forever’ branded in my heart, And loved With eyes upon the mournful sea, A love That she just couldn’t see To be forever, As I wanted…
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Heaven’s little whirlwind, You steal joy From the mercy of others Who sought to lift you Above their own strength, And see you in length. A form, so splendid, And eyes, so much marveled, in the chase Upon all Hellish ways That Heaven cannot live without. I have found what is beneath the flame, And…
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On a road, reaching somewhere, Though, going nowhere. Like two atoms, The smallest of grain, Against the flakes, We are reaching somewhere But falling nowhere. Love had its way For us, in the growth of it. But, the fewest droplets Are yours, In unloving lakes. You have seen loneliness For us both. I have seen…
Modern Romanticism 