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Threads wrapped aroundIn barest silver,To her complexion of fullest white. Spread across her cheeks,As white as the snow,As kindness will be to her, everything she knows. To love forever, as we had promised.For I love a beautyWrapped in a love, as old as time. Graceful, in the art of movement,Around a home, called our comfort…
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The world fumbles aroundThe entirety of you, and that is meThe man who watches with eyes that can only glimpseYour bared and vulnerable beauty.My eyes were drowned in utter darkness,Though, now are stung by golden light.For you dance, before me,To show me,Something that will extinguish me of misery. Love glowsIn my hands, like hoops called…
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Miss Beauty,With all radiance to spend,Like what the sun does, to spread color,As you have done, to my mind of black and white. In losing you,My mind has turned to grey. I sought to see your hips move with the wind’s twists,And hear your sighs among the delicate sheets. Love was once all to be…
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Her tears were for my cup,To count of every drop.Her eyes were the lakes for me to dip my feet,And to bathe within their frozen stare.Her pain and her sorrowWill last for every tomorrow. My beating heart,And her legs that walkThe miles across landscapes wet with the contentsOf her bleeding spirit.My beating heartResonates not with…
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“What use does the slave-master have for the slave who they’d not call a slave, but a human, because they love them? When we, as humans, are cruel tyrants, we will call humans ‘tools’, and we will not love them. Moreover, we will not believe ‘love’ to be useful, when the slave, should they be…
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Q: You believe that personal experience is superior to a written credential, such a University degree, or by simply being well-read within the subject? A: I believe it to be true that one’s own credibility is meager, without personal experience within the subject chosen. Why should a person ever be allowed the title of “marriage…
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Stare up to me,Child of my sight, beneath me.For I love, and have loved, a woman so frail in her plight.And among all the battles to fight,I have stopped hereTo see beneath me, a woman who stares up to my light.But, I make myself humbleEven in my radiance. Her kisses have been a wondrous consumptionOf…
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“When we love, we realize there is more to the world than simply ourselves. For if all we knew to repair was ourselves, we may as well live alone on some deserted island, never seeing any other reflection besides our own. In the glassy waters of the ocean, we will peer into them on that…
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What is “corruption”, as a definition? Corruption is appetite, and “appetite” is the most fundamental of human desires. Hunger, is always a trait for the self. Practical ways will not cure it, but more-so make people give into selfishness. Corruption comes around when we realize our own nightmares and fears are stemming from a continuous…
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“Love is the stillness of captivation. Before the eyes of familiarity, we are enthralled. We open to them, with arms that only ever close, when they are shut around the beloved. But, what makes love eternal? It must be when their presence is non-existent. We remember the beloved, even when they should only be in…
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Familiarity is where we place our trust… usually. Though, should we choose to not trust the familiar person, then we will trust more-so the animal to bring us peace. The unfamiliar, being the animal with fur adorning its face, is something we cannot see for an actual expression. We can see, from humans, their faces…
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He wells tears, up to the terrain of his conscious mind.Aware of his pain, and those from others,Brought to greater showersOf those same tears,Upon the sight of others, deep in their gloom. He has saved, and has saved, againWith a mask that does not show his eyes.They are too deep in the tears,Too deep for…
Modern Romanticism 