Beauty
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Send intoMe, when you’ll come to bleedThe song of a mocking siren.Kisses are the texture of velvet upon your mouth,While dreams lay wasted in fields that do not want to runAmok with the seedsFor new beginnings. Life has been a cruel displayOf utter dismay. My desires flee from my parted lips,Like sighs from one burthened…
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Only when I weepDo I feel tears that truly stickTo cheeks made of the same pallidityAs the stones above your grave. Cry more, will I?To the open winds, that scream back the same verseI jot down, upon paper of some pale oceanThat feels my fallen tears. I have loved with a heart that would not…
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She flew about the room with as much grace as could the swan find its course through the beaten river. For her eyes were laced with as much sadness and pity for herself, like a cat that had been extracted of its claws. She could not fight against the pushing tide of pain, coming to…
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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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To see past the form, means for someone to be able to see another person’s intellect. This means, that should the subconscious hold its focus for the form, then the conscious will hold its focus for the mind, in the person wishing to be seen. When that person is seen, their form is not seen,…
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“Marriage is meant for sex, not sex is meant for marriage. Why does a man doubt his decision to propose? It might be for the reason that all his secrets, among the woman’s secrets, have already been shared, through they sex they’ve already been having. Sex is revealing. Though, more-so than flesh, it is revealing…
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“Being somebody doesn’t at all mean for a hundred-and-one people to know you. Being somebody means for only one person to know you, to understand you, to trust you. To comprehend the heart, would not mean for a multitude to be in love with you. To comprehend the heart, means for a singular heart to…
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“Love is an emotion that does not follow the path of robotics. It is not mechanical, though is the one singular emotion full of purpose. A purpose, that involves submission before the one we are purposeful towards. As a man submits to offer the ring to his chosen woman, he has claimed her as his…
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With all its romance,And endless series of entrance.Endless waves against your legs and ankles,Love seems to not leave you,For it bores into youA quivering shadow. A face, as old as timeWishes to not leave.A life, fit with wineAgainst your weathered lips.Love will entertain the harlotsAnd reunite the kingdoms. Can I seal your lips over mine?May…
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“What is normal in our world? Or, perhaps the question should be, ‘What is abnormal?’ Leading a troubled person away from a degrading direction, away from an addiction, or something similar, is simply the process of humanity in its finest showing. Would one, upon noticing that their friend, through their grief, became an addict on…
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Love is the most successful tormentor, for even those who succeed within it, are tormented to belong to it. When a relationship fails, it is humans who have failed, not love. We are attached to love, giving into the torment, because flesh is more vulnerable than a home. Love cannot deceive, though love will also…
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Two places to weep Of sun and moon, Scorn and solace. Like featherless birds, we shed something for nothing As just the specks that flake from skin, Brushed free from a crown of thorns, For we don’t even bleed. Our bitterness accompanies distress, Fields laced with wire, Our forms were disturbed without shelter, Without care.…
Modern Romanticism 