Romantic
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I blacken, with such sounds,The motions of my feeble arms,The blue awakening of my skies,To drown in your cloudsThe harrowing blue curves of your tears. You count the petalsSpring unleashesTo the scented winds,Breathing sweetTouches of longing. You hold out a handThat I may kiss.You take a standWhere I may catch you,Should you fall. Your eyes,…
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You seek rose where there are only throesOf winter’s disheartened remorse.White releases all the dread of a forlorn momentWhere existence compels imperfection.I kiss, and kiss, againThe breath of an exiting sighFrom two lips, raised highOn a contorted face that leaves us doubtfulWithin the greatest of love’s perfection. Through the darkYou seek winter’s throes.Disheartened remorseOf the…
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“Love is not so effective on the human brain, when all we feel is fear. For we are three steps in this life, and when we have found love, we found it in the darkness. We found it amidst our fears. When we begin to lose love, or simply lose, we must work. We must…
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She entertains to the sight of this mirror, leaning against this room’s furthest corner. Upon her blankets to a twin bed, ruffled as they are to the outcome of a night’s soaring passion, she swims through the waves of them to partake for a closer look. She is adorable to her nature, agleam to her…
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“Beauty is only ever seen in the eyes of the beholder, when it can be seen, and not cause the witness to look away.” – Modern Romanticism A man has a Y chromosome, for the reason beauty is not meant to be ugliness. Beauty objectively attracts. It does not repel. A man’s Y chromosome refers…
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I neither wish To taste the darkness Of a stilled moment, Captured in everlasting blue. I see you Beneath the eyes of the night, Spread about upon your lips With new words Of red upon red. Your blood Remembers me In all its flowing beats, Against the hollowness Of me. I neither wish To remember…
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Your step, Gentle and light. Your whisper, Reversing the blight I seem to hold in abstraction To my mind, Siphoned out in distortion, To your heart. I love With a flame, inextinguishable. Please dance Past the meadows Where crying children Accompany thee Through the murky waters Of a pond, to find me. I am one…
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Allow me to dig deep Past the shield you have raised To keep, Me, from thee. Your eyes, A sentiment, to my disguise. For I’ve come to you, as the Devil allowed it. He waved his hand, As I came wandering To your glowing arms Beneath the sun, Among all pale hues. Your face Gives…
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I want to love Without facilitation. I want to suffer In your dedication. My eyes have seen the waters, Same as our land. My hands have felt the wet pages, Same as those documents Of our histories. Your eyes, A closed center. My eyes, An open universe. We spiral In a spun form Where dwells…
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“Like love, hatred is felt at first glance. Sooner when we get to know a person, we discover more we can love, or more we can hate, and always more we can accept.” – Modern Romanticism
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“No love has ever crossed the borders of time. It is love, however, to pledge life forever stood against its pain. For no two, truly in love, could ever part without then living half a life.” – Modern Romanticism Love is that emotion that from the one to the other, will see their life as…
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“All love is not delicate, ever on its own. On its own, it is waiting to create. To imagine the universe as infinite, is to believe in love the same. All beauty is delicate to its creator. All beauty is shaped by hands so unseen, while through our submission, we allow them to mold us.”…
Modern Romanticism 