Poems
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Each whisperin a fading windbrings the stars closer,closes the scarsthat were never there. Wade to me in puddlesfrom imagined tears.Winter never warmed you,when it disillusioned us. Long arms carry you throughstoried storms, as I close the pageswith the grasp for a life,curving in the rivers. You are drawn in elegance,with beauty to your fear,among your…
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Retreating apart frombare sentences revealed in the sun.You grieved even inthe love we were buried, within. For orchids, we cross,as in sadness, we depart,having left golden glimpsesfor something among sentences. Bare words, abandoned in light,lowering eyes that see unity shattered.With grace, our sceneries mattereduntil turmoil had grown. Growing upon the next vine,all are always the…
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Straight line, barricadeon a path your eyes createwith enough to freeze for,with blankets of fleshbecoming raw beforethe moment of your death. Place love to the skies.Hold that smile, cover your crieswith the curtain around my form.In love, without being born,because God was a smile too manyto have, within grains of plenty. Soil stretches, along with…
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You are the dust in my eyes,the water that never flowsuntil I let go. You were the shore of eternal grain.Countless, until you becamecaught in the eyethat leaks light. You were one beside the moon.You are none,as I follow gloom. Why has this mirror shattered? From white to the void,erased into the darkwith infinite flakes…
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Send wind to the torn waters.An ocean formed by summer,as love unbandages us. What breaks the skies to find us? Send letters as overturned leaves,leaking stones. We cried to find weight driftingin sudden rush. Winter was the deletion of our colors. Hold this promise, remember the vow.Repeat the famous wordsupon the waves. Arrest your eyes,…
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Wait in line, rust was a hundred timesthe potency to cripple our hearts on time. Under Heaven’s rain, sending a sad signalto a barren lighthouse that remained, without. Hands were shared, hearts were full,round with the waters at all sides. We kissed with ravens giving notice,losing tomorrow.Will the sun surrenderwhen the ocean reenters? Offer life…
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Wait, while the world enters sleep.We will fall, we will countdrops of iron written deepin the flesh of signature’s devotion,beside earthly murmuring motion. Walk this way,find yourself layingwithin the tangled thread. We have wanted pain to close,asked for another dose,as infants repeating first wordswaiting for the world to crawlto a second closest to night. We…
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Withdraw your eyesfrom embrace and trace.Waking to the stillnessof a one, frozen in mouthupon a sigh,stiff in fingersupon the crywhile the grasp was coming dry. A pull-back, a fallen curveTo your bodythat landed my collision,while worth was never served. Winter reversed itself,for Autumn to decorate our feetin summer’s decaying petals. Losing each tear, facing every…
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All wait, with the moonto find its decline beneath the rain.Each room reenters its gloomwithout the petals about her feet,with love to vanishfrom a heart burning among the gold,vacant within streams, forcing their fold. A clash, while she blankets these eyesin gray clouds where horizons cry.From the endto the musical soar – with hands to…
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Still-rain, wiping your drivefrom the eastern route.Enter mourning with the tearsfrozen on an encased face,falling expressionless. Count you, follow afterthe needle can thread a woundtogether, in the night,after everything received sight.In love, within you.Bleeding to a distant current,abstracting you. What keeps the sunlightbeyond the sunset?We wrap, while we entrap. Arms have yearned more than eyes,more…
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Melt into decay of remaining day.Thinnest gravity keeps us tucked away.Pressure builds,loosens the stormto die us from our stay. Welcome tears as shadowscome to play.Why do we enter, without setting freethe pain we have come to be? Long glances disconnected from sinceritywhile the moon distinguishesour trances.Unclaimed beauty without yieldwhile twin hearts were firstto leave heat…
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Worship the smile,that keeps us following youthat every step. We weep, with an anchorkeeping us stirred. Embrace, in arms,walking from every corner,to every side. Whispering songs of angelsto our ears, at all divides. Solaced glimpse to your face,glinted, upon the moon’s rise,when rain can find comfortin your disguise. I can, while the sun comes to…
Modern Romanticism 