#poet
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TransfixedBy thy guiding stem,Bending in foldsOf skin, to curves saturatedBy the beads to a hot night,Receded by my cold breath,Lawful in your breadth. Caught of winds for vapor to my nostrils,To my lips,Climbing your formTo the peak of Heaven’s self. Just a child,Am I,With finality to my every word,Just a syllable lost to the floor,Where…
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Bless your curse,Sweet one of no remorse,The love between you and IHas come crawling short.We danceWith fervency to mimic a void,Of attire made in blackTraces to what we lack. Loving you,Beauty of nearest shore,Has been a harmonyIn a heart of my own,Hurled forth to be shown.Now from emptiness’s hollow stream,Comes solace through a gentle gleam.…
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One world,Too smallCannot count the radiant teardropsCreating rivers upon my cheeks,Bountiful in the lakes they create,By one loveKept to broken roomsOf silence, left to weepingFaces I show you not,Too demonic to bare,Too forceful to share. I hold a wound,A crevice that will not close.Your love has been there,Your dream has come aware,A moon has replaced…
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Suffer what makes mePitiable to seeThe lacking fulfillment too awfulTo believe. Rows of teethMake me,The face that catches the breathOf many seas. I still rock wavesWithin me,Still mock myself to be savedFrom this journey. Love unites me,Indeed to frighten me,The places I have scattered sanctityBehind me. A curse I rowTo an anchoring shore,To save the…
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Loosened laceStretched about you,As the ropes for your Heavenly form,Turned sideways for my eyes,As grace shifts for this weary worldOf ours,Where teardrops set themselvesAgainst the rug. You appear,With eyes of a glanceTo hover upon rose to a faceSo wondrous, in expression,Entranced, to the danceOf yourself, in the skipOf God’s heart. A bodyMoving with arrangementOf all…
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I wantWhere waters neverCover you,To be the plainest vesselAfloat for my journeyTo see you set,To keep you keptIn arms, that nourish you,For eyes, that remember youIn a mind that translates you. Facing waves,Hovering upon glancesThat never look to your direction,Forever.Waves of mercyThat eventually recede,Upon the deck, atop you,As I am before the helm to steer…
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Swim back,My dear,Swim backTo arms that will not releaseYou, to the wind.Your eyes, a blanket of misery,Despondent in every color,Cloaked by leaves that tempt youOver to feel the fading light. Dream forward,My love,Dream forwardTo scenery that keeps you warm,Towards a place that never hurls youThe sentenced scorn.Keep your eyes openOn the pathways to Heaven,As love…
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Hold a rowOf shells, to your throatWhile the wings within HeavenCall a bird down to us.We are one step from the otherOn this lasting voyage,Through moons that turns their faces,From stars that spill their heatTo the other end of Earth. I am released, now,Hidden, now,With watching gazeTo the delicacy in your every move,Where winds pick…
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Favor yourself,The deepest sleepHas settled yourselfUpon sheets,As beauty tempts you backTo see the winds across your cheeksLet free from my mouth,Still of taste to your tears. You drown, here,In oceans wide, and fragrantWith the scents of your grace,As IAm stalled hereIn the breath of your taking face,By captivation to seal all wounds,As love never again…
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Let us twist,In arms, together and apart,Like hearts that cannot weepWithout remembranceTo moments where circlesBecome the spheres to whichWe find the otherHalf-way upon the ocean. As vinesWith decay to each fallen apple,With remnants in the shattered earth,Of hearts to the broken streamsLeaked free from eyes,Kissing all the farewells to entrancesOf love with roses in arms.…
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Can you countRoadblocks in the sand?The sea has weathered itself,By each triumph we have beckonedWith hands held outTo catch fallen droplets,With the noose about our necksLocking temptation in place. For we may speakWithout uttering words.Of our eyes,To our emitted stare,We fold the other in armsWide as the ocean returns words,As the sky notices how we…
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Hold what leaves,The precious denialYou’ve been keeping,Like roses attached to thorns,With your kindness, too longIn the many places it standsTo keep the earth,Sodden fresh. With little care to desert yourself,You come wholeTo the arrows that lick your neck,To the faces that guide your trekDown the dirt-roads that never moistenedPast where each loyalty departs,As the roses…
Modern Romanticism 