#poet
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No dangerMay again twist your features,For no tearsCan mold the rivers into shape.I can love a thousand times moreInto your heart,Though these arms will circumventEach feeling, that makes you. Each tear, you cry off,I shall catch.I shall be the one to hold you,In arms, that soothe your rain,By love, that ends your pain. No dangerCan…
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Return to meWhen winter no longer sculptsTrails of broken bark,Sinew and sadness.Remnants of ways to humanityThat were never a partOf deepest humility. Beneath a sun that never departs,For it always gleamsA brightness, through our eyes,In our chests.Here you shall layUnder moonlit stars,Folding a tear against your cheek,Leaving happiness against the bleakBitterness of any nightToo dark.…
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WhyWhen upon the deepest melodyI can hold youEntangled in the notesThat fall against my ears? I am only ever running watersWhen your song is to hear,Loving as the moon is quietUpon a harboring nightThat carries windswept emotionsAcross glades and fields,Burning into dust. Your face,A soothing sadnessTo cover upWith hands as milk-white cloth,Freezing tears beneath snow,Leaving…
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Hold back your head,Sway your arms,Breathe miles of sweetnessTo Heaven. I bury a kiss in your red-tinted lips,Holding a halo in my handTo crown youThe jewelAmong my darkness. Water glimmers on your hazed eyes,While sweat runs from shouldersIn the barren heat.Your heart plunders a new birthOf itself, in the fog. You areAs reflections, in the…
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Under these heavy curtainsOf doubt,There bleeds something beautiful,The nuptiality that can recreateThe truths in myself.My sickened soul,That once sung aloudAll the harmonies of loveIn the dangers we visited. My soul now twists,Writhes,In uncertainty,In perplexity. Living through you,In the deepness,In the mire of you,Under the clouds of you,For believing in youHas become a pain. Just a…
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For you,I would gladly burst myselfTo share an oceanOf depleted rosesTo matchThe emptiness in you.To you,I would stretchScarred arms,Bleeding palms,To sing songs of sicknessOut of you. For you,I would smile twiceIn the same moment.Next to you,I would love with two heartsTo fulfill your own,Defeated upon the earth.Out of youI would scrape the despair,For places we…
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Remind me of rushing wavesSentenced like the criminalTo his Hell, down your cheeks.Might I swimAt my own whim? Remind me of barrels of poison,Toxins for the drunkard.Hold your hand to the storm,Catching silver rain,Mourning with stains. Sing praise,For why notSee the sun, when it glimpses youIn the rising ashes of dead stars? You are broken,Along…
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Loving beneathYour stars,Counting raindrops,ReminiscingOver scarsThat hold innumerablePages,History never complex. For I could readWhat is born from you,Losing teardrops,As the puling infant. Upon a fragile night,With moon to storm a feverAbove me,Pieces of you, came to me. Taking memoriesFrom your heart,Folding pages in my sleevesOf a timeworn shirt.Lifting a veilWill never come again,To see the sunWithout…
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BreathingEach grace,Stumbling overYour expressionlessFace.Bleeding and kneelingBeneath the sun,In the path of your startledGaze. I move,RunningTowards your world,Apart from mine,In the green oceans,With the blue lands. I liftBoulder after boulderFrom you,While you were trappedUnder pebbles, so heavy,Inside a coffin, so light. I rainTeardrops to you,Singing griefUnder this blank curtain. Can a glimpse of some other loveTouch…
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DelicateAs virgin snow,As budsTo bloom frozen watersFrom discolored veins.You have of your eyesUnseen history,To place in trusted hands.Living under silent boughs,Losing watersFrom storms, in yourClosed stare. I offer the kissTo make you breatheWith the come of Spring.Too many offeringsHave been madeTo your church,As you never flourished your secretsFor sorrows to enter tomorrow.A grand steepleRaised to…
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Looser than decay,My limbs do strayTo the curtain of you,Draped with delicacy.There can be no more moonsLeft for my howls. Can they hear my cries?The winds carry them,Just as they lash my back. I never knew but a broken-offPetal,Could follow my trail. I am here to condone you,The subtlest shift in the windTo carve the…
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How I hold your handsClose to my lips,Feverish, they areBy the sudden stormAbove your head.How the waves touchYour barren skin,How the ripples never dieTo the calmest stillness. LovingWith wires left to untangleOf your matted hair,Where my eyes, buried in tearsBleed, for all to be aware. Your eyesForm the oceansFor my collapse,A silence never staysEnough for…
Modern Romanticism 