Eyes
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Too many damnable kisses,Brought thorns to make me bleed,And the face that holds a rose,Between two lips colored by cherry.A sweetness mingles over your form,And all I feel is the seduction. I dart with disarray against your eyes,Those that show glare against mine,Great beauty of feminine doom,Show me your way of a common demise,Rotted are…
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Your eyes have surrounded,My aching morning,As beauty swims a fallen mile,A death that I drew close,You will be the woman I will raise,From a worn stem of flesh. You have a face that shows a yearning,For a merciful connection,A series of tears have washed my tired face,I am a man who knows truest torment,As I…
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As my arms extend outwards,To reach for what I had lost,There’s only the air,And only a strand of hair,To embrace,I have touched the edge of a bed. I have made my home a nest,Of emptiness.I have become one withLoneliness and grief.It is because of an agony,One with so much melody,Within her gruesome cries,To my eyes.…
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Of eye and iris, combined,I combed the earth, to then find those pair,Dipped in honeydew and nectar alike,Stark against pallid skin and reddened cheeks,As thy making were by God’s artisans. Your eyes, and the cries you emit,By the graces of angels,By the disgrace of my fallen empire,By the dismay to my withered pride,You are still…
Modern Romanticism 