Romance
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Alongside, where oursubmerged, jealous mindshave been cagedwith bars of sticks.It prepares to burn us,readies to turn usapart, from vindication. We walk to go on,while staying idlein our bloodstreams. We have walked past ourempty graves, on stagnant feet.To kneel, with a symptomrising to our eyes. Our pain, that screams.Kept here, to teemin a forest of mist,where…
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Lay a fault,at a rusted coin.A token paid, foremptiest gain,leaving blameat bases of abandonedstatues and silhouettes,carvings withoutlines of yourfulfilling presence. Something scarred thismeadow. One thunderstormburned a markat love’s newborn awakening.As shadows, we raceacross tears left as dewon flowers with lowered,submissive heads. Believing our best canever overthrow that nextphase of unforgiveness.Believing we can bring back,can resurrectthose…
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Speak. Send a word. Floatbefore irises are caughtin springtime’s adjacency.Next to winter’s crueltywhere love rowsmemories, through glaciers,I’ll keep gravityas close as these tears,bleeding for years. One kiss, barren, for fertilesoil. Lay your eyes todepths of your lovelorn soul,to stir your sands skyward. One word, becoming two,before infinity rushes into adopt commitment withinthese enveloping gulfs. I…
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Without. Give, withoutthose eyes that were neveralways mine.Within. Present, withinall those memories where wecalled on, for home. A petal sits on a grave.One lonesome throne, seatedfor those that carry onwith lives blamed into dark,with others that made it farwithout turning overleaves nor idle shoulders. Tiniest thread. Dangle fromgray weather, above.Clouds without cracksstretch faces, engravedfor deluded…
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Curves dance. Rejoicethat waters will wield you,beyond backwards unknowns.You have long knownthat our hearts were tongue-tiedupon crippling lies.Chosen words blanketedour once-honest hearts,left a web, wherewe will not stare. Our closing door, lefta pull for you to shut youreyes to me. Let your releasebe to places I cannot find.Let your woundsbe closed for no morevows to…
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Waking upto a thin glance,a deserving touch,an entranceto guilt in a puddle.All I wantbecome spacious,turns environmental,leaves for those starsto come backwith darkness in itsunkind eyes. Turn tablesaround, to findthat righteousnesswill reach nothingness.Those red linestaped aroundan open wound, holds ustogether for less. One ocean,a long walkto be across thesemasks to their tears. One pair of eyesdiscovers…
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If we can relivethat faint grain,separated from thoseother proofs of our pain,that leaves stinging marks.While that sun goes dark,can we sink our eyesfor another prayer? That one seedburning on withits memorable need.This singular approach.A footstep totake your hand, ontoa white altarwith a circle of goldto arrest your eyesat a glance. With a memorythat moves mountains,holding…
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When we chooseto break that noosekissing our necks,stretching our roadsinto anothersuffocating mile. We have walked, onwardto remain forward,to stay honest,while we were lost uponour own footsteps.We never knewour eyes cried backwards,while our minds keptdreaming of history. Some kiss, comforted bya cloud’s descension ofrain, through our desert. Painted over with white,blankness in deafening night.We weep on,…
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Tear your heart, apartfrom its sleeve. I let youweep. Even whenit rains, from high above,we descend into undividedlove. We wake froma burning conscience,a stark blindnessto see a sun blinking back,illuminating our wounds. Kisses to close. Smears tooclose. Life exits outtwo doors, decided enoughat which one to open.We left our shellsat that opposite shoreline,abandoning our cover,our…
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With all walk-backs. Back-trackyour eyes behind your skin.Find your field. Your field of visiontranslates words beyond a book.Read language on my heart.An oath to be brokenunder sun or moon. Pale, or ignited, at thesame place we are muted.A kiss had startled youwhen waves brought indebris from a sea. We are not good. For goodnesscan hold…
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Born of breakable wings,deserted in summer’s depictionwhere tears evaporateat an edge, with a sun’s pledgeto keep you hopingthat all smiles you sendwill lift you, apartfrom this emptiest end. An edge, an open book,a closing horizon. Here, youwait for smudges to birthadditional words for youto keep imagining. When hope drowns peaceback into clearest pain,we make our…
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Careful when you rise.Our foundations might shakewith each pressing goodbyeto a phantom at that door.Folded limbs, forgotteneyesight against dark,sheer coveringsover trembling flesh. Melt as a candle,birth yourself from burns.At a corroded fossil,twisted of limbs in eroded stone,fueling this conflagrationhighlighting our resignation. Blank skin. Written, blank checkswith invisible ink. Becausewe will fade into our own life,without…
Modern Romanticism 