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There is weight, under my legs,Breath that drains, from my lips,And the whisper, to which, I utter, the solemn note,Has the message of breath, between the eyes. I find no mercy, coming from your words,You speak of discontent, and demise,And there’s no comfort, for us.You say you cry to sleep, each night! Why has God,…
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Wherefore do we speak, when in an embrace,From words that ripple through our forms?Entwined, we dance between velvet stars,Entangled, we have mourned in past memories.I am your child, and I am puny.You are my beloved, and I am in you. Sheets surround us,A rope is at our feet.A love has groped us,A love that set…
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Bide thy time,For the most worrisome.For I am here to consoleAnd triumphOver thy descending tears,And over thy frozen heart. Do you believe such a burden belongsMainly with you?Allow me to take it,And to hold it.I wish to see it,And to study it. I am here,To bide thy time,For the most worrisomeOf travails.You hold a face…
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You walk in frailty’s shadow,Showing romance in each marvelous step.Dipping a foot into a milky row,Of evermore marvelous pain. What is this fear, in which I feelFor the first moment upon thy naked form?When you sing such soft notes,To recede back into the notes of a whimper,I am here to console,For that which I stole.…
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Father, have you lifted,Away from the pain I now share,With a world so very bare? It is because I have done as you asked,And cared for another among a divisionOf untimely selfishness. Is it wrong to despise someone,Who loves only themselves?This world has no promise of love. And yet, I make what I canFrom the…
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Should the world end, with us not unified,We’ll have the ocean to cross, and then we’ll die.You have beauty that marvels the angels.Of cheeks that blossom the rosiest pink,And such beauty creates strengthIn my darkened heart. I will love with a powerful love,End all demons that torment you into woe,You have arms that claw at…
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Oh, lovely! I am rotten,With grief tangled in my hair.Beside your stilled corpse,Where I stare,Is a seat to place myself. I have been wearyAnd torn.Broken and born, with a seeming frailness,“Emptiness” is my nameWritten backwards. I loved with a stain on my heart.And it was you,Who pressed that markAgainst its warm and hot surface.Why am…
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The trembling that thou exposes,In flesh that remains not calm,An empire of rubble lays at your feet,A certain sickness dwells in your heart. You have found beauty in places of loathing,You have wept before mirrors that showed oceans,You have laid brick where the rich dwell,You have made flame upon lands not scorched. And eyes once…
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Have thee gone astray?From the wicked heart of mine,Into the comfort of decayAnd into the solace of a new moon,Soon when your weary mindSees the heat in this garden’s bloom? I see with steps that are taken,Above a grave that reeks,In the scent of an ocean,The magnificence of your fall.And soon to lift you up,From…
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Your dreary web of shades,Falls into my place,From the world’s hidden face,As we stand beside a banquet and its host,Placing each memory to our shoulders,Hoisting its intolerable presence. Oh, beauty.With thy lavender scent,From attire born to beckon.You have a harmony to your voice,And a grace to thy shoulders,A tempting look,In two orbs, of two eyes.How…
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Have we felt the urge to swim? The both of us; in raging currents, have we forced ourselves out of line with a scenario? A dismay. A tragedy. A disorientating vision that has made promise after promise turn to failure. Why, my sweet Eveline, has all become disproportioned? My pain runs in tides, in the…
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Your words are my focus,Glowing, glistening, and romantic,Each syllable gleams as the furthest moon,Though, closest to raise the tide.You are before an altar,With my fingers laced in your silver.And your beauty entrances me,A virgin doused in white,It’s all so agonizing. It is, for you have accompaniedMy deepest entrails,And have poured a fear into me.The one…
Modern Romanticism 