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Lay down the padsThat seem to undo, the petals and their dew.Release wetness, from between pillars,And release sadness, from between veinsWhere velvet flesh consumes its own bread. Lay yourself downOn this bed made of milesOf stones.Sin is but a release to the passionBetween two, in excitement.We feelWhat should not be felt,And have felt,What now we…
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Bleed the skies wide open To where I caught the token Of your heavenly face. It was but a tear, That did smear The shadow from your bleak and melancholy Expression In your gaze, While I am under the haze. Let tranquility be a part of me, Let the thunder strike so delicately The areas…
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Let me enthrall The washed out areas at your feet, For they plead Ever-more than you did. Your gaze has caught a thorn in my eye. When I bend down to reach, A flood spills over. There is soil needing its space to be filled, There is a plot of land necessary for a grave…
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How far is your heart buried Beneath the saddest moon With the widest frown? I stilled the eclipse in your broken mind. I threw all behind The dirt beneath your feet. I stayed the shame From eroding your fame. Your sweetness Is upon the rose to your lips. I bleed with honor, Even more than…
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Mental illness had sprouted from me, truly speaking, at the time I fell in love with the only woman I ever loved. I created this blog to write about every feeling I had with her, before our parting. It was only due to a specific medical condition that created our parting, as that condition would…
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Is it a toxin, Or will it clean me, Perhaps erase me Of memories to a former one? The love that I drink Was once a place to stay In arms, to be held for an eternity. My eyes have shut themselves to the light, Because I am on a road with no end. Love…
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Anoint me, Appoint me To see, where all has fallen Within your heart. Love has left you behind In the waves of life. Love wishes to wash leaves On the shores of your eyes For you to see What cannot leave, But only the decay can depart From your discarded heart. Pain me, Embed me…
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She sawWith open gaze, upon her clothes battered in the risingSun of a new morn,The night of her dressingUp to seeThe funeral of a man she welcomed to beHer husband, to be a widow. Love, she did.And weep, she did, too.With eyes full of wetness,And limbs full of the tremblingLike leaves in Autumn. It was…
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My knees give way For me, to be Beneath you, and hold you this ring That represents All that I have sent Up to you, In the blue, in the daylight. Your lips whisper a kind serenity Down to me, For me to see, what will come to be For us. Love is everywhere. I…
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Everywhere I travelBrings the nighttime to peakUp towards the moon, where each gleam is shown. I’d love to, but cannotEver mean to kiss youBeneath the starlit skyWith wine in hand,Upon cheeks so bland,And lips crossed upon the sand. Where will you stayWhen I have gone faraway?Little dear, you tend to play with your fears. Laced…
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Allow me what you can Offer, to me For I have not aplenty To give back. There is pain that soaks my eyes, That stings both pupil and iris. I beg of you, Allow me something to rid it. The kiss or the rope, To love or to die, To breathe or to sigh, As…
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Let me smile Just for a while. I feel you weeping In the newest night Where the keenest fright Has washed us both of our right To feel content, within our light. Why do we cry? Why shed tears, as birds Made to float or fly As droplets glide Down to people’s cheeks That are…
Modern Romanticism 