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What do you breathe,When there is nothing true,To your tired heart?Do you breathe the ocean, the many lost tears from your eyes?Would you like to breathe my love, once I have seen beyond myself? Do you breathe in the sorry sadness,Because, the world has called you strong?When love finds you, you will collapse,Like a wave…
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You have always shifted glances, Little woman, atop the waves, To where people groan, like the land with its quakes. Love would not hold you, Little maid, atop the waves. What made you breathe water, when you could breathe bliss? Your glances, And your stances, Always idle, With rowing dances. With movement, and no improvement,…
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Lay upon the bed, My dear newlywed, So that you may hold hands with death. I have retreated back to my clouds, Because, I do not live in a cave, As much as I have surrounded myself with loneliness, Around you. Go on, Weep for my shame, And I will not hear it. Go on,…
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When fire converses with thunder,And anticipates coercion.When the shock of truth, melts more ice than does flame,When a woman can have her arcticWithin her SouthMelted of its glaciersBy a man, and his annexation,Fire is no longer our excuse, nor our pledge. Thunder is the element of truth.Fire, the element of craving.Yet, we crave truth,Or, we…
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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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