Interest in this blog is for those who partake in valuing philosophy and poetry.
“A man is gifting, when he forsakes what he feels, for the feelings of a woman. A man is vain, when he forsakes what a woman will feel, for the sake of what he can attain. If, in bed, a man cannot gift to a woman her pleasure, in sole focus on her feelings, then […]
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She entertains to the sight of this mirror, leaning against this room’s furthest corner. Upon her blankets to a twin bed, ruffled as they are to the outcome of a night’s soaring passion, she swims through the waves of them to partake for a closer look. She is adorable to her nature, agleam to her […]
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He carries her. She is guided under his palms, meant for this. For the rushing blood, the skin to be agleam under the brightening moon in the midnight hour. He has startled her, in his wrapping arms about her feebly thin waist. He watches. Her notices the whistling tension from her mouth, and he washes […]
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There are days to sayThat the world can go away,Leaving us from its dismay.We twist stems from the shortest tulipsAdorning the cotton fields.We twist ourselves, the stemsAnd bury ourselves in arms. Close as the world is awayFrom us, in its utter dismay.I am the blood, craving a coldness,While you are the Hell craving a true […]
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She has controlled her beauty with evenness. Symmetry within every detail, and symmetry, especially among her smile. I have asked myself a question, if love would be the thing to hold her hand, or perhaps I have, as a flawed man, all the while. I speak these words to resonate myself with guilt. It is […]
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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 […]
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Dashed with red lines,Above your feeble lips,Redness has clashed against the almightyOf porcelain chin and nectar saliva.It is the sort that drains,From a serpent tongue. You obeyed a man,With whom you sought after denial,To whom you’ve danced a longing night,Many of them, with which you saw betterment,If for but a while.Am I cherished in your […]
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Your face,With idle tulips grown from lips so sweet,And eyes so resplendent against the moon’s gleam,I wish to know of your beauty.Of glassy complexion, and everything wanting,Of everything wanted, by me. You have a heart that needs holding,For it deserves freedom.There are chains,Needing to be removed,A love I have vowed to embrace,With all my brutal […]
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I cripple myself,In horrid wings formed of bleak feathers,And I have pleasured myself in sadness,For it was a bottle I drunk from,That had your bitter tears. I found love awaiting me,And drew joy close to me.Love was stilled, as a heart, buried in dust,A milk-white breast glided past a heart,The Devil in me had awoken. […]
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Embellish me, and awaken me,When surrounded by the long armsThat leave longer trails.Fail me, if you should find it necessary.Beauty, you will cling to your tragedy.Love has given you an ampleSide to each breast, though has faded.Would you fall with me? Would you leave me in the disgraceThat I have already deserved?Death is knocking on […]
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Place yourself as a petal atop my heart,Alike a stone on my bruised soul.Dance with the husbandry of a makeshift garden,One that fades in the approaches of light.You have a form made of the same stone,And yet, highlighted by the sun’s warmth,I see baldness to the places I’ve nested a seed,I see eyes that claim […]
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A woman’s heart is to me, the cherished stone. I walk from where I sat, to her face, and bury only myself in her tears. They come out from dark eyes as sweet to taste, for she is happy! Happiness! So alien was the word, whenever I’d writhe in a torment back in my home. […]
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