Beauty
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Pleasures sometimes, and only sometimes,Stifle themselves,Upon our walks through boarded passageways and times alone,When we may see the shores with its naked sands,Fused like longing upon longing.What will the seas become, without the sands beneath?As scarlet as your lips,We are lone with only our shadowsAmong depravity.We dwell, in faraway eyes, over those oceans, and their…
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Roses delight themselvesUpon your parted lips,While teeth chew upon the tears that run from bluest eyes,You smile with a message that sends a roaring painDown upon my feet,Your face is a homecoming,One kiss would tear it off,So that I may see your truth. Rose petals loosen themselvesFree, from the buds that ensnare themselvesUpon your parted…
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Too many sighs were in our mirror,Blowing the kisses that would pledge nothing.Gratitude was upon your naked lips,As shadow once drained from your eyes.This mind of mine, is miserable,As I’ve forced it to be. A dreadful field of longing and plight,Is now before our very sight.The woman you are, is now the girl you’ve become,Without…
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Have you found what you needed mostBeneath the star and tinsel?We both once shared hands, to dive withinThe sea and its shining surface,So that we could send kisses to each other’s faces,Beneath that blueness,Beneath that openness.And yet, we stand beneath the tree with its most mournful appearance,And gaze with eyes upon each lit bulb, each…
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Barren,Like our heart of hearts,With love as butter upon its red smoothness,Like the softest bread,And as beauty will raise itself, so will it, as well,Also fall.And as I see your eyes with their shimmering shape,I seem to not be allowed to peer furtherInto them,For they strike me as the daggers,Or the torch,Lifted to burn away…
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Had that pillow caressed your feeble headMore than ever my hand could?In such comfort that death could provideTo your ever-more feeble bodyWith its trembling motions, alike the quivering leaves during Autumn,I see your chest raise itself, to a peak,And fall down,You may be ill,Though, you are in comfort. And, I am jealous of death,“To have…
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Awakened, he was, by the final sigh,Pleading to the wind, as a miserable goodbye.One lucid dream, transfers to the next realm,And whatever love was takenIn her enclosed arms,To that Heaven, beyond,Where life shifts and stirs aboutIn the frozen open. Death has a face for two kisses,One for either hand, shielding the cheeksIn what crystal tears…
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An empty home is a tragedyTo what has revealed itself, upon a day in destiny.We are two petals over curves,And over our memories,Where salvation lies buried, awaiting,The new snows to descend, upon the beautiful other.The little face you show, revealing perplexity.The tears you rain from two eyes, crystalline, in form.Every piece of dread that was…
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Together, and nowWhen we will allowOurselves, to spit upon the blight,The doubt,That held us back,There is green upon the leaves, when autumnal frost still cakes them.I am in belief, that this love will flourish, with a crown of blood droplets,Rubies, tears from the form,And sapphire, tears from the face.We are together, in arms, forever…To bleed…
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A night without the embrace from thee,Is a night I’ll never be desperate to see,Upon the time when you return from across the waves,To see the defiled me,And know that the sun has run from me.The sun, as you, my created light,A single candle that stands with tapered form,And a wrist that is scarred from…
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Should I have known to slow the funeralUpon arriving to it?When seeing your form, in a state of no tomorrow,I breathed a sigh that revealed the cold,And gave my grief my hat to hold. Your form is as lifeless as the winter, with no shadow to show.Because, the sun has bled its last into the…
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When Hell cannot be quelledOf its shaping design, to forge a fire in my mind,There are the eyes, I always followTo where they point,Upon my bosom, where a bruised heart, burns black.A little woman with her hair in tangles,And suffering as a stain upon only her skin,Because, she has tasted flame,The flame of deprivation, to…
Modern Romanticism 