Interest in this blog is for those who partake in valuing philosophy and poetry.
Lace your hair,Trace your fleshMarble by whiteness,Losing strainWith each of your twists,Dancing on floorsWhere your reflection mimics. Dance this way,Fall into my arms,Awaiting when you can smile,Far from the crowdsWith their hurried glances.By every love,By every fallen vow,I take you. Like droplets from your eyes,Becoming stars.Like beauty that never withers,From the frost of November,I can […]
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When will you walkWithout the hard strokeOf your aching feet?You impatientWoman, with too many blocksTo wields in arms, meant toCarry something far more soft.You stumbleOn iron.You dream of empiresYou cannot even kiss. Why do you implore overDisaster?Why do you wish for meTo step aside,That you might constructAnother Hell? I love all waking momentsOf your eyesAgainst […]
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How may I seeThrough the lens of a broken cameraShe is to beViewed from each sideWith admiration,Upon adoration.My eyesSurface to the edgeCounting falling dropletsFrom ducts that never erasedMemories from the lakes. Why despiseWhat I can love,Forever-more?Her beauty is captured in stillness,Too still. Death leaks overboardMy arms that held upon quivering movement.I let her dropFrom my […]
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Feel the currents Running through Palm atop palm In the frozen mist Becoming gentle gravity. To weigh us down, We’ll both kiss.
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Bleed, as I do, for the cruelty in the dew,
Of each tear that falls as elegantly as you do.
The cracks within me, smile,Burning tragedy away for a while.Love would have been gentleWith your hands upon my fragile form.I am a broken man,With a bottle of anger in his hand,As the cracks upon the bottleLaugh and laugh. Love is dutiful,Love is beautiful,When there are those to hold it in clearness.Though, the bottle shows spots,And […]
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Love holds a soul,That which I cannot hold.Because, the tear that was descending my cheekIs falling from my chin, to meet my feet. I would kiss the stains at my toes,And hurl Hell upon new foes.Their words had cut us deep, in our treatment of sleep.Our sleep, our loving denial, and its gaze so sweet. […]
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I gave from withinThe merriment of a certain whim,Gifted from a heart, made of solidified embers.Of the sparks that dance sideways with the twisting breezes,I was the angel without a voice, who gave unto the distantMy heart, with itself in drenched pale hues. She, a woman with deepening hurts,Deepening sorrows.I could not let her see […]
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Hell is a patient sort,Willing to wait for itself to coverWhat we will name to be human. What is it to be merciful?To have said this, is to meanThat there are deeper things, than Hell. For I believe,That even Hell can be burned from our life.Its fires are meager. Hell is still a patient sort,Willing […]
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A lasting trace, is the smile captured for yearsBeneath the fabric of long tresses, like curtains to rain over her eyes.Eyes that blossomed many tearsFor joy’s sake, and for the end of suffering.I muse over her face, like an artist with his brushTo paint the many years in picture. She was all the pain of […]
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She was the sun in my life,She knew what to do with my strife.I drew her face in for a solitary kiss,From across the ocean,But, the death of her, was enough to loseThe everything to make my wife. To love, again,Is to see the sun again.How can IWhen the nothing I see, is the darkness […]
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Please,I am upon my knees,To receive,The kiss that answers my pleas.For I am numbBy raw strife,Knowing you’d not be my wife,In the turmoil that shaded our life. What was it like, to lie?To speak of being vulnerable, while IFell into bleak and miserable sighsOne after the other, with muffled cries,Into my hands, pouring from my […]
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