Beauty
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There is love in the air, And not much to share. There is love in the air, And not much to wear. There is hatred upon our lips, And too much to bear. There is hatred upon your lids, Drawn down like curtains, Bruised into black and blue, Like nude drapery with tears Upon the…
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I long, and simply long, For scent of longest hair, and eyes of furthest stare, We are but two forms upon this Earth, With steps so shallow in the mud, And faces so tranquil, As though starving buds, with quivering temples, And blasted bodies, By the wind and sand. I am in love, and have…
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All beauty has creases,Like the notes embedded in flame.Searing to touch,Alike flesh raised hot from a wilted quilt.Alike the composer who espies arrogance,More from audience,Than from his eyes. A beauty raised,A song praised.A love most wanted beneath sheets of flame,Notes of sighs,Words of moments,And never goodbyes. Love is a kind messenger,With flame for its movement.…
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These formed words are natural and silent,Words of the devotion I have foundNecessary to commit,Upon herself, the nude blessing in flesh and white.Her eyes show Heaven,While her heart once showed Hell.Here, my doubt swims like the flames beneath me,As I undress her to the surest sign,Of my loving fingers against warmth. There is space between…
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Entrance me,Captivate me,In stunning eyes,And nuptial glare. The beauty surrounds,All my childish fondness,I am but a weak little thing,In the territory of your arms. The memory of myself,In the heat of unquiet,Is the time a face appeared,That was your own,A face of frailty and an open mouth,That whispered the qualms away. A mother in the…
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Make a smile, for a token, to see love eternal,Our moment cannot be stale,In the haze of fear, without a paradise to conquer,Without a home that we cannot seeItself to age, alike to us, and we’ll not remain young.No love, not even the right sort,Has ever conquered time,I will see beauty perish, and see your…
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Beckon to me, slowly,And captivate me, with your childish breath,Listen to my tale in trembling sorrow,Slow melodies come as transparent.You have beauty glistening as the morning calls,Each deepening farewell,To the saddest song around,To the most miserable of notes,Each played upon an eroded harp. There is Heaven in your eyes,And bliss in your soul.There is strangeness…
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Beyond the time to whichWe’ve found it needed to feel,I seem bold enough to love you,In all that has come upon you.There are tragedies so uncertain,And fates so entwined,That I feel a simple need, or simple pleasure,In kissing you, with all kisses never offered. What has fate in store us,In the times we’ve respected our…
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I am in your arms,With lashes numbered sevenFor each of those studious eyes.Like the beauty made mother,Blessed to be another.You have fires roaring within,And elegance soaring out.Here’s my heart for you,For your kiss, and your shining eyes,The most a stare can behold. I am the Devil of a man,With a Fall that was broken,By the…
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Come decked in ivory,Blessed face of old beauty.I am beside you, in chair of wood,To and fro, it motions with the pull and push,Of this arid wind.Love has made it clear,To feed us the wine of it.Redness is but a color of my blood,And yet, only life has been the leech,To drain our paradise. A…
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Romance has bequeathed us,With idealist temperament,Our auras are there to transfixThemselves, upon the Earth’s emptiness.I see you, with face so full of forgiveness,And no more, but the treasure bespoken. I was the giant,The man who smashedThe many insects at my feet.I am but the insect, now,With a diamond I present, freely,For it is my own…
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Where have graces taken thee,When you shielded before fate and misery?You play with the night,Like a bouquet of roses,Sniffed by children, and eaten by cats. Believe me, in my woe,You are the doomed harlot,The failed woman of many curses.Among that god between your legs,There are eyes that cry a sorrow. You glisten by day,To glisten…
