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A storm had brought us near,As we kiss in the daylight.Daylight, for all is dearUpon the scars that match stars.Was one second far too earlyOr late, while waves collideWith each face above the tides? I savor your call in the emptiness,Bleeding beneath moonlight.While voices are next to transparent,Honesty holds us, more or less – In…
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“Love cannot be questioned by anyone in love. Those in love would limit the other, through a question. However, among those in observance of love, a thousand inquiries attempt to topple and dismember its stance. It is because only those in observance of lovers will find them foolish, in whatever irrational decision, that was not…
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When you were tracedSmaller than each grain of sandTo display where you fell,While I held onto hope’s grace.Deep in overflowing cups,Drunk on the flavor I cusped – Same with the trickles to your lips,Before finding a way to the earth.You were beautiful in all moments,Before the wind clipped your wings. I want to keep tastingWhat…
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For the grain,To fade with the pain.While melting with the snow,The moon knelt with youTo see your eyesIn the crystal, brought low.For each face – There to be traced,Love kneads a whisperThrough the mist and winds. Love kept you soaringEven with the tears sent backwards,Upon their journey ashore.
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Always sunlight, always the pathThat never stretches far in your wandering.A trail you have left for the swath,Droplets of blood, outside the cage.Your wings remain afloat,While your head falls with the stars.Can you count the dreams,Those details you hurled from the page? Sickness would have you rest.Did you ever smileDuring the turn of every whileWe…
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Apart from the sun,As the seasons come undoneTo reveal where teardrops fellAs anchors to the fetid mist.Your arms in the rain,In the attempt to drench the pain. Tied together in savage looseness,While winter ceases the hailThat Springtime had called down – Upon your displayed frown.You forever wish to decayMore than either leaves or Heaven.With clasped…
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As the day weepsUpon two pebbles, barely asleep,Eyes have shut of a newbornWhose first word could not reachThe face of his twin,While cold blankets smother a flameBandaging the sadness of his kin.Burns to carve the marksIn pain, in the embedded stain. She has been to himAn everything drawn at the pen,To contours tracing each weathering…
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Call closeness about,Wrapping shadows withoutA step to keep us silentOn the path that keeps us bleedingIn our state of violentSignals that keep crossing – As we do, over lines.Find the bottom to these waters,For dancing stones in wasted times – We knelt at the earth, together,Leaving our floods,Our hearts, become hardened. To love, without breathing…
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“How can humanity achieve its feats if under constant pressure due to such limitations as time, as illness, as poverty? We are unable to build, if all we’re content with is destruction. If we are left with dissection, we learn, and yet, we are left with useless knowledge. We cannot bind, if all we do…
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“Art can be recognized as truthful. If not art so visually appealing, then its role becomes one of function. Function, by itself, cannot be sustained, as it eventually dies alongside the artist. Would art be eternal, then it remains truthful. Would art be truthful, then its creator, its artist, its mother can die, with much…
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Like two strips of white,We have crossed the burial marksOnce to divide our safekeepingIn arms, pulled apart within the night.We hold, to find our song always glued;As we kneel, with lips that find their breath – For each other’s unwarranted death,With each blessing we always knew. Answers, within those fair dropletsThat fall to your choice…
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Each edge to the fullest rose,With petals razor sharpTo re-open wounds that never close,Wash with blood the mouthRepeating words of profanity.While the earth thundersAt everything Hell can sunder,Death re-uses the heart becoming ash – At the twisted sound, the heartbeats clashed.Her tears swarm the halo’s light,Raising from someplace out of sight. I can burn the…
Modern Romanticism 