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As I weep,Her power is still overcomingEach shed drop.I still love, with a breath that cannot stillItself, with her fragrance,Her own breath, a spice and a rose,And a blush to her cheek,That I cannot tell to be,Embarrassment or pleasure. Face in my palms,And beauty has now possessed me.I weep a newborn tear,To let my feet…
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I walk beneath, the shower, of your eyes,And cast above, strong gazes, towards the skies.I make Heaven, bleak,And myself, turn weak.“I found love, as a treasure,”Said the man, as the welder,A man, of no purpose,No fate, of any design.But with, all turmoil,I’ve rearranged, what is mine. “There is no shame, in this curse,”Spoke the fool,…
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I neglect truth, wherever it stands,Plead for difference, wherever it lands,And make myself whole, through indifference,I beg to be differed, in manhood and resplendence.For I am weak by your side,With eyes that drop to a fingerThat is your own,Gleaming with a ring. Wherever the world rotates,I am not there.Wherever kisses are offered,I am not shared,With…
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“I love you,It is for that reason,That I will not let you fall.With eyes that gleam under moonlight,And features that show fear before my sight,I do love, and for that, I will seek strength,So that beauty will not be hurtBy a swinging tear.”
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Slow down, this pitiful tear,That has made, its merry mark, on my cheek,I find it to be, too earnest,And thwarting, from the sight, of someone, so vivid.You have been beautiful, to this day,A woman, as the moon, finally sees darkness.The darkness, of a lifeTurning, to death. Go wishfully, to the naked forest,And grow roses, in…
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How do I, describe the one,Who has, lifted me, from deprivation?How do I, describe the woman,So beautiful, as to, unearth woes, from a, past life? To make me see, all that, has come to be,And the failures, from faiths, I transgressed, too horridly,All mathematics, and all stars,Point to an answer, I’ve long been, desiring to…
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I could see the necessity in wishing to know,The love I’ve come to commit to my own atrocity.My beauty, you have exquisiteness in every breath,And a mark upon your shoulder has been to count,Each subtle sigh under morning light,In before I come to share my place near your death. Love at my left hand, and…
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A woman’s heart is to me, the cherished stone. I walk from where I sat, to her face, and bury only myself in her tears. They come out from dark eyes as sweet to taste, for she is happy! Happiness! So alien was the word, whenever I’d writhe in a torment back in my home.…
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“The emotion is alike the beast. Too wild to be free at the ultimate state, and too large to be truly caged. We, as humans, cage animals, for we cage emotions. We, as humans, believe ourselves to be beyond emotions. We, as humans, both cage ourselves, and the emotions we will enclose in our heart.…
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The same people who are against vaccines are also in support of the legalization of all manner of illegal drugs and narcotics. They believe both to fall into the same category of “freedom”, and yet, I’ll call it as falling into the category of “slavery”. The Buddhists have a focus on two areas to the…
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Pleasure me with the face of roses,And feed me your graces,Long, was your tresses, made of ebony.Stone-like, is your heart, and made of the same.Find me next to nectar,Let us leave the sacred altar,And play nude in the mud.Children are ignorant, while question is their infinity. My beauty with stains of descent,Upon soil, where your…
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I am a man who has grown up around women. No sisters and no siblings, but 4 aunts, a long-time girlfriend, a close grandmother, a mother, no father, and 3 female cousins… I think I have a bit more understanding of a woman’s Psychology than the average stupid man. From what I’ve known of them,…
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