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Sleep Is only ever pleasant In my eyes, closed when the daylight shines. I do not wish to see Smiles that pass through the roads, For I am faded. I am the mind that has battled the heart, The fear that has battled fate, I have locked the expression that cannot be Expressed, beneath the…
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Turn around On your heel of torture. You have pressed into me, Into each hollow sleeve, The love that grows vines, For beauty that refines with time. I will see, Exquisite charm, surrounding yourself, In the dimness of a new evening. Love has made patterns, Scattered with petals, Made me smile for the world, too.…
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Somewhere, In the falling rain, I see droplets that come down Heavier than the storm presses my skin. You are within the lights Of this nighttime city. You hold the moments across The roads that are filled by the ocean. Within your lips There is memory to taste, There is pain to satiate My tongue…
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Why would you swing Upon the thread, pulled free from a bed? Your neck is meant for kisses, Not the bruise from a rope. I want to hold you here, Beneath the showering storms, To shield you from both lightning and wind. Let me Take your tears, Obliterate your fears. Let us Drown in this…
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Like the sun when it rises, I am awed by your radiance. A warm morning Has spilled upon your bare breasts Streaming highlights, Caught by the sun, Created by the sun. Like the sun when it rises, You have risen From quilts in the color of ivory, From me, now where I am seated In…
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Without all I did hear, I will remain to feel fear. Without the words of comfort Crawling from a throat of silver, Without the notes that caressed my worries to be null, I have become The very emotion, black as the abyss in me. Your stare accompanied your song, Your face showed a complexion so…
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Bleed, darling bleed, To fill the Earth with your spirit, Drowning each tragedy in your touch, Letting myself fly to your web, For I will gladly be caught, Ensnared in your grasp, To be soothed by your sighs and songs. Upon the rain, Droplets form crystals, in the deepest parts, Where glaciers rise, Faces collide…
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Where will the waters take you? Love did set its sails upon your back. You may float Down the stream, to the next dream, Where eyes are upon you, in the newest storm Unleashed upon your worn soul. Where will land drive you Over its bowels where fetid tunnels run, Above to its mind, where…
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As I stand here, Watching how the oceans form At the command of sadness, I am merely here to take a few shared breaths That my weeping beloved expelled, too. Little did I realize, That her sadness was mine, too. Little did I acknowledge That the Earth was hers, too, To bleed for. To hold…
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Why must I, Swipe a single tear, Always a single tear, From one solitary eye? Its boldness in blue coloring, Its boldness in shaded contours, Has come from some deep well Full of emotions from Hell. You’ve long been the memory, You’ve long been the tragedy. The woman meant to be my destiny, Now broken…
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The way that scorn lifts a needle To thread my existence into shape, To weave an unforeseen future, Filled with great uncertainty, Makes me hold a blade at my wrists, Fills my eyes with the Earth’s oceans, Empties my heart of its contents For something else to be grown, Never me. The world has long…
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Let me open your velvet chest To see your golden heart. Let me bite the apple To make into existence, our sin, Our plunge, Into the deepness, Into the openness Of our hands, Both our hands Upon the heart of yours. You see everything, from above. You bleed everything, far below To make the shallow…
Modern Romanticism 