Beauty
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Here are glimpses for the world’s most benevolent,And you have a face that would make the Earth,Lean forward to kiss its heavenly smile. Allow ocean to meet ocean,And sorrow to die away,In all we know of each other. Your stare is but two visions apart,And I know not which,To put my own glance. Hand me…
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Of all romance, and of all aromas,Romantic and aromatic,Footsteps fall onto the floor with grace,And allow the moon to drop that single tear,Upon her ever-worn and smoothed face,Alike the rocks that receive the wind. Love is a calling,To her feeble form.Though, she is but a stone,With the fragrant moss upon her gray skin,Still youthful, with…
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White petals, makes paths atop your pale flesh,Unseen, alike wherever your eyes trail.Unheard were the words from your parted mouth,And the love we’ve made ourselvesTo care for, in a place of simplicity.A mourning,Upon one morning,A few droplets were against your hair,And had stayed there,For me to count their number,And for me to pull them away,Alike…
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Of flame to forge,A love to dance upon waves,And swim beneath currents.You carried the most heated words,And breathed them upon my naked guilt.Of all waters to swallowThe buildings of Heaven,Structures meant to collapse,At the slightest movementOf a love unmeant to die. You died,Because I spoke words without leaves,Without the spring to renew it.Now you have…
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I buried thee in a grave,For my failure to simply save,The conditions that plague your feeble form,The additions of all terrible inconvenience,A body crippled to beEvery page of our shared tragedy.Love is now at its knees,Calling me down to see,What is only a belief. I cannot truly accept,Your loss from myself,Here I kneel as though…
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I run around where I have seen,All where she has mustered up herself.Two little petals upon isolated cheeks,Two dynasties upon a feared woman,And I would kiss them away,Were she to never draw herself away. Two legs,Like two pillars of porcelain.Two eyes,Like embedded rocks of blue.And a haze of green is all I’ve seen,In forests dressed…
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The firmament of a woman,An idle focus,On ever-idler blood,Her heart holds the face of swelling sadness,A music that describes miseryIn untold tempests,With waves that roar against her form,And tears that beckon their coming upon simple cheeks.What flame has been extinguished?What pair of eyes no longer look? What seeming fault,Have I been elsewhere to overlook?What denial…
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I’d be compassionate and merciful enough, to hold back a woman from such a diseased realm, as the “political world”. It is never a “restriction from rights”, in my mind, as a woman can do all she wishes. Though, if something like a man’s compassion, or his way with mercy, or his way with empathy,…
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Threads weaved about, curves among blessed curves,A small pup in your shadow,You’ll scorn the thing to its hiding,With lips made of scarlet stripes.To some painter with his wielded brush,To some sculptor with his hands in the white,To each golden bit of skin, with golden highlights,In satin and velvet, there is you, with face full of…
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Herein is a sickness that succumbs the mind to its brutality. The addiction. The drug, as the addiction, is the intake of sheer pleasure. Wherefore does not a song, during today’s time, speak of love to be a drug, and not the cure to woe? Love cures the heart, whereas a drug plagues it with…
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Like the sun, soon when it rises,Up towards an area developed in noontide,Where contentment should breach itself into life,I feel but the sun, as well, crawling up my stomach,To a heart made of love,To a heart injected in the confusion,To this massive feeling.As the sun rises, shows its life,So does my heart,Though, the pain surges.…
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God adores thee, as He sits beside me,Upon my dying bed of agony.My disease has been this welded momentWelding my heartstrings through themselves.Breathe into me,Your life, as a kiss,God will hold thy feeble hand,For I am an old man,With many sorrows.And you are His woman, His nuptial being. God has loved you more than me,God…
