Love
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We built this ship,rowed with our hands,arriving at the only placeto ever surrender.Lights are from stars,sand is infinite time,while bliss is simplyfrom an oceanic breeze.To keep carvingour states, our fatesin these rippling waters,brings us over.To completewhat we were alwaystrying to achievemakes us receive.Our love, in thisvacant space with allour lingering shadows,compels us to dance,steers us…
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Finding you, burning youinto a deep den of memories,only for you to continueyour march into a different,direction, where depthhas another’s tune.Love had boiled, feelingswere what we toiledto upkeep their symmetry.Now that we are parted,has the sky stayed bluein your corner,to the north?Have snows stayed pure,printing your footprintsin places I can’t follow?I did not decide,upon the…
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Wild. Almost wicked. He has walked close enough. Up to her, where any closer will be through her. In his arms, it’ll come soon, but he’ll hold a ghost. Someone who wasn’t here a moment ago. All around, heat blends with its accompanying scents. It wraps, pulls, and can’t let go. Lavender for a calmer…
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He takes his time leaking his presence into her. Just as she had done, before this time he is taking, the same as he’s taking something away. He stands. She’s sitting. This isn’t submissiveness from her. This is acceptance. A better strand of hair, from her, would turn grey. He favors honesty above nearly all…
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I spoke throughreverberations,mere echoesdeprived of presence,when I promisedI’d keep awayyour shadows.I became an extensionof your bitterness,blending in all that floodsfrom the ruinsof this world.In your direction,light never finds a home,especially when Icarved nothing from stone,made nothing of a gardenI vowed for its color.Is there anything elseto remember me by?Is there nothing elseto prevent your cries?I…
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Our sicknessis something to finda common sense,a sensation in,whenever wewater our eyesin tragedy’s disguise.We blind our beautyunder constant,euphoric depravity.For we are unifiedwhen we undressto reveal ourpallid tones,worshipping the otherwhen sinking downon shattered knees.To continue to love,to continue to dropall from abovemessages froma darkened Heaven,we are foreverwithin each other’sfavorable denial.I want to caressthe sounds in yourfrightful…
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Perfumed smokestings eyes to tears,while I yearn to transformbeyond my years.Inside a mirror,I am imagingwhat I’m imaginingto be someonehurled into tomorrow.For tomorrow’s sorrowis another songto build on an effigy.Tomorrow’s griefis what I’ve yet to learn,when I carve footprints.The sunsetis a detailed scar.It’s a part of yesterday’sspiraling sandin an hourglass,collected froma visible shoreline.The sunriseprovides a translucent,transparent…
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A black ceilingstills where shestrays her gaze,has been holdingher flame, gatheredinto one spot.She faces a mirror,detecting nothingamong her marks,refusing peaceas it sparks.This black ceilingshelters her, as a cloudof congregated ravens.To death, it is singinguntil she blends her yearsinto forgetfulness,into numbness.She wants to takethat everlasting plunge,reversing gifted loveto a dying eternity.She’ll escapeanyone’s arms,slipping awayin the blood,within…
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I placed a flagthat had never beenstained with white.All its colorsfigured themselvesinto our enclosed,fixed vision.We wanted whatwe believed could bea dream brought forth,brought into ourshared bubble.A ship sank,waves were ourconstant reminderof what we eventuallybegan to blanket.In the white,under surrender’simmeasurable height,we were drawingour forms, like dead,rotting fish on the sand.Soon, we were fleeingthe tameless truth,sterilizing our…
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I swore to sinceritywhen her world revealeda thinning line,one that those whoever crossed itwould be erased,in due time.I handed her a rose,one already wilting.I spoke what Ibelieved cannot bea promise, in the formof an imperfect circleto constrict a finger.I told her what Icannot believe to beever possible,ever true, when Iam just as wounded,bleeding just likeher…
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All that we thought of,while building our bodieson mounds made ofwhat we thought could notever crumble, ever swayafter it promised thatall will go our way.All that we dreamed of,denying our systems theiroverdue dosage of peace,giving enough until webecame what we werealways fighting against.Just a pair of monsters,like twins in the dust.We shouldered morethan we could…
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We walked, with heavinessthat no slumber could relieve,repressing our tearsback behind our eyes,to the back of our minds.We toiled, for these scarsto always see, to always remind.We thought of different waysto let go of words, to releasea gust from open lips,parted just to be at ease.We thought of wherever wemight serve in undying loyalty.Reusing sounds…
Modern Romanticism 