Romantic Poems
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Dressed in finalityfor this occasion,burning imagesonto sand,returning grainsto the spotwe knew to meet. Answer to rainfall,prayed for to remakethe ocean we onceforgot to navigate. I’m rememberinghow we danced,letting our trails glide,mirroring the mist. Over long lines,for anchors,named your legs,I’m rushing to taketo the waythat I can stand,after eyesight lands. Light won’t betraywhat we undofrom our…
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When we checkif there’s a pulse,we might acton impulse,or we can,as we should,tend to the lighton our shoulders. It’s been dancingto branch its streamsof naked goldover our bodies. It’s been taking noticeto two heartscombined to be heardfrom delicate whispers. We’ve been survivingon an ailing stalemate,finding defeatbeyond mere corners,behind an infinite numbersof sprawling walls. Our blooming…
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Carried as petalsover vast contentsfrom our melting eyes,we’ve been thinkingover unsealed hearts,trapped insideeach other’s Hell. Heated tideshave been waking uswithin the night,for us to hold handswith our fever,within our frightextending forever. It’s a cursewe continue to lead,with the lightfrom our golden eyes. We’ve meant well,sticking close to hearwhat sudden changesin heartbeats could be. We’re locked…
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Above ashes,we return to form,bathing in colorswe forgot. Our kisses,always deepfor our hearts,always simplethe moment we softenour hold on its strings. Safe in connection,letting waters we oncecalled an enemypass our standing presence. There’s something eternalabout what we deliverto our bodies,from our dreams. Burdens run byon their ephemeralcourse into a drain,unable tostop where our feetare concentrated.…
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Due for the Delicate Kiss A Drawbridge to You Love’s Wishbone A Celebration of Love and Drunkenness When Fire Shares its Words Withdrawn and Withheld To Brush a Tear Aside Lust has an Open Image My Eyes Show Tears Alive, and Unwell Candles Melting Against Blossomed Breast Grant Him His Fortune Love, by Sunrise Beautiful…
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Above ground,You were grand, with eyes like the emerald watersOf two distant ponds.And, you had the clearest vision, as a woman of realism.And me, a man of idealismDrew fantasies in curves, and grew obsessiveOver our love’s successiveNature to disasters. I became the savior for you,As you had winter for blankets,And I removed themFor the summer…
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Sometimes, upon when I lay my headAtop a pillow, I will see the edges of your formTaking shape at the foot of my bed. I see the tears that begin to floatAway from my eyes,And you’d catch them, with hands open for their approach. What will you sayWhen the day comes,When you will see me…
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Her tears were for my cup,To count of every drop.Her eyes were the lakes for me to dip my feet,And to bathe within their frozen stare.Her pain and her sorrowWill last for every tomorrow. My beating heart,And her legs that walkThe miles across landscapes wet with the contentsOf her bleeding spirit.My beating heartResonates not with…
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Track meUpon the pathTo safety,So that I may kiss your sweet lipsFor that one solitary moment in peace. I gave up my lifeTo see you safe.I gave up everythingTo make you proud,And I have nothing left, but the pieces to carry. Would I stab them in your heartIf you’ll allow me?Would I choke you in…
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All vow to watch you bowDown to feast upon the grapes made from wax,And blow delight upon the sightOf ornamented delicacies from your heart made of silver.You will feel when we’ve already sealedDeep inside our minds, with the time we will unwind,So that you can walk in that gait we’ve left behind. Denial is a…
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Believe me, as I blew to you,The kisses soaked in tears, and everything new.You are the angel coated in dust,The young woman with wings of ashes,And you’ll fly from one home to the next,You’ll flee to the next pair of arms,That will only hold you as close as the Earth. The little cinders that adorn…
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I once craved the song,The words from her parted and heavy mouth.The little seeds that I bled into her womb,Were only the lives I slew away to the tomb.I once craved the song,The grave where I felt her belong.She was a mere ghost laying heavyAlike the lips, that were too, parted and hanging,Like the two…
