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Love is so beauteousAbout you,In the cold mistOf something as warmingAs the hot sunBeneath your feet. Tie this ropeAround your wrists,And sing with meWhat lovers may singIn the calling of fresh morningWhere tears are no longer bitter. Bleed with meThe love to make us proud,For each day to arise,Like the sun that is stood uponAt…
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May you gaspIn the sight of twice the telling,Thrice of feeling,In much beautyThere is to witness about you.Love lays in my left hand,And a shoulder of yoursIs caressed by my right. I draw upon your breath, like dew in the morning.You only have to spy the many deaths,That speak ill, of the both of us.We…
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While pieces of meWalk awayFrom tides as cold as the running watersFrom flooded hearts.Like two nailsWith one in each hand,And I have diedFor another’s grief. Pain is extraordinaryWhen it holds an identityAs fine as the sharpest pointOf the longest dagger.Because, my painAs any pain,Lurks over my shoulderIn hollow Earth. She pressed the ground,Flailed limbs above…
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“See it through the eyes of a man, on why suppressed emotions compel the leader to say the words to himself, ‘mourn later, for there are people who still live, who need leadership’. Many fools will say that it is a society telling a man to suppress emotions, when it is not the case. It…
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Ply acrossThe Earth, where our tears fallAs sweet as everythingWe have savored,To have each other,And nothing more. Beauty weakens me,When once I was atop mountainsOn my own. Now that mountain is above me,As I am peering up to a sun,Up to the hotness of ash. In my mouth,Your lips upon my tongue,I will always forgetThe…
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How far Does the world travel to To be at its end? Why does it seem That inhabitants Will trade away Things, to whisper lies As sweet as the embers that were once in our hearts? A smile is only as curved As the head that may twist around To see the stagnant shadow Yet…
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Just a lie, Once jovial, with a crooked smile. Now wanting to lie Down on the brick surface, And face the sky Wanting to die. Because the world could not shy Away from my mask. They merely gasped, They merely whispered What they were glimpsing And who they were glancing With such a blow as…
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I wield In hands has hot as the iron That has matted your hair Into straightness, Breasts as cold as the sun In your chest. Beneath flesh That has escaped all sign of life. There was but one place to live Away from my untidy ambitions, Away from my acquisition Of nothing to no substance.…
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Do lift What keeps us down, What keeps us low On this deathbed, too early in the show Of showers of snow. Raise us, For my form has gone cold, And weep over the both of us, For we both seemed to have died. Lie awake for me, so that I may pet flesh As…
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How much time can we devote to the most important of things? That is a big question to consider, when involving relationships into the attentions of people. I cannot know, for I’ve done no research, on the platonic relationships from one goldfish to the next. Though, it must be abysmal, or at least meager. Love…
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How is a woman beautiful? She is beautiful, by not focusing on what will repel a man to be attracted to her. Her form, that is, because by not focusing so much on it, she places no shield between herself and a potential partner. Beauty has only one place in the world: attraction. That attraction…
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