Women
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Dashed with red lines,Above your feeble lips,Redness has clashed against the almightyOf porcelain chin and nectar saliva.It is the sort that drains,From a serpent tongue. You obeyed a man,With whom you sought after denial,To whom you’ve danced a longing night,Many of them, with which you saw betterment,If for but a while.Am I cherished in your…
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Plentiful scares,From thy keenly attitude,Set me into eruption,Because, in contrast to a face,One that resembles a magnificent angel,A bird, with one color for its entirety,There is, to your person,The attitude, one akin to a pirate?One akin to a lumberjack?I mark it in place, when I laugh. It boils, and broils,It falters the moon and sears…
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The world once breathed,An amorous note.A void now breathes,A place where branches spiral downwards,To one velvet opened mouth. Lay your feet across my palms,And swear to me, in truth,To face the world with that same openness. You see, I once had nothingFor myself.You are my truest accomplishment,On my deserted little island,Of no sun. And now,…
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I follow your sight,From where you’ve shielded a pair of eyes.A breathy note,Has now encapsulated you,Has made you small,Has made you wanting. I am but the smallest farewell,To an eternity of blue,A dismal song kept farawayTo the oldness of a yesterday.A beautiful memoryThat is doused in searing pain. How your hair has grown!Young one, how…
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“The definition of trust is to never exploit Man’s guilt for his actions, for his doings; because, Man has DONE, over Woman who remarks guilt over what she has NOT DONE.”
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Death has eyes like two heated lanterns,And I am forced to learn survival.A promise I had formed,From hands that were once bleeding,And strength now raises me for a keeping.To make beauty my own from flesh that continues to writhe,From a woman I adore, and will never allow to scream.Any and all who threaten harm, I…
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Take from me,These shores of accumulated pain.Drink from me,The blood that spills like fragrant wine.I have enveloped myself,In its entire grace,And have found myself depressed,I have found myself miserable,Dwelling in the deepest blue.I am still so thirsty. For a drink of love,And not a drink of pain,From the opened bottle, should smell of sweetness,Not of…
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I raise this curtain to show a face,Streaming with the tears of fear.Kiss me, beautiful one, before the noose wraps itself,About my idle neck. I have loved an angel,And gave until I was emptiness,I will remain as emptiness,To focus on your delicate face,And how the world could crushAll the beauty away from my reach. Love…
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There is nothing so gentle,As the woman claiming to beThe certainty for herself.I offer condolence,And she falls on her handsAnd knees, to kiss the toes,Of a man who has allowed her to escapeFrom a pain, from a fate that was callingHer, to come away.From her eyes, rained many tears. Only a ruined soul, to this…
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A woman comes unbroken,For she is proud.And she is lonely when hindered,By the restraints from love.She has a face corroded by shadows,Beneath eyes and against her lashes.I am cornered by sorrow,And the kisses weighing heavily. The moon speaks a courting song,Her beauty mimics my own defeat.Her denial has been my retreat.Her heart is my singular…
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Your eyes have surrounded,My aching morning,As beauty swims a fallen mile,A death that I drew close,You will be the woman I will raise,From a worn stem of flesh. You have a face that shows a yearning,For a merciful connection,A series of tears have washed my tired face,I am a man who knows truest torment,As I…
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Embellish me, and awaken me,When surrounded by the long armsThat leave longer trails.Fail me, if you should find it necessary.Beauty, you will cling to your tragedy.Love has given you an ampleSide to each breast, though has faded.Would you fall with me? Would you leave me in the disgraceThat I have already deserved?Death is knocking on…
Modern Romanticism 