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swelter-
There’s a heat thats been under my skin- a force greater than gravity. It nitpicks at my nerves, sidles fervor upon every strand of my atom. Here is a taste, are you looking for that drive? It will kiss you insane, twist you up like flames licking the wind. It was torturous for me,…
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tethered feathers
Birds are gathering here in these skies like little ants They scuttle about leaving traces of twigs I watch them from one edge of the earth and down to the next end They whistle and chirp minute songs sprung out from their lungs In a past life I imagine we…
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flurry
They say it’s going to snow here after those seventy two hours of constant rain I was afraid the earth was going to be swallowed up Now it will be blanketed in white pillage swarming beneath our feet How funny it is that dew drops turn into sprinkles concrete melts…
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The Blight of Anguish
I wish I could put these words together for you I wish you could listen to what I have to say I’d want you to feel these thoughts lie awake in your bed and touch the love I’ve spoken for you Maybe it wasn’t the right time for us we had too…
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I Fancied You’d Return….
I thought– maybe if I don’t talk to you, then I won’t remember you. The silence told me to erase you, burn you, throw out every item I’ve owned that could remind me of you. But all it did was make me think of you more. I told myself– don’t go there, don’t…
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Like Smoke
How funny it is that you expect more of my time now Not when I was a child pleading constantly staring out the window waiting to see your silhouette The time comes when I stare back at smiling blue eyes dimples flashing I have borne children of my own now …
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fluctuations
On nights like this, oh darling on nights like this, I would press my head across your chest, and listen to the quick beats of your heart. They’d come in steady thrums, powerful and echoing, and beating down on the floorboards that home my brain. I could count them, retrace the patterns like my…
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Bottles of Lavender
You are so soft and succulent so elegant in your shaping When I think of you I think of dew drops and fallen snow I dream of dancing peaches mahogany eyes brown speckled skin glittering of gold You greet me with warmth apple pies on sunny days moon rays singing …
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Red Silhouettes
The taste of you is in my mouth right now heady and red crimson trickled words that spell out the sin of lust across the air I can picture you later with rose colored cheeks flaming white spread in blush tones on bedspreads setting fire across steeped pastures My tongue curls at…
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distortion//misuse
I stare at this body long enough to feel burdened by it long enough to feel regret
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one
I should’ve known better when it was just one. A spare glance, a knight in shinning armor. You didn’t do it to set me free, you did it to trap me again. To hurdle me into a whirlwind of indecipherable messages, egotistical thoughts of love. I was with you when it died. When those lies took its…
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daydreaming
I have not a thought, not a trace of anything on my mind. I feel as if I could form a trickle of cobweb, just a speckle of powder, land dust on my nerve endings to spark some kind of beginning. It would feel lovely. I’d imagine it would be breathtaking, if I could put…
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Moonlight Serenade
I need you most when the clouds are covering you. Thick, blanketed sheets of cotton erasing you from my vision. It is so lonesome here without you; although you are still there. I picture you wrapped up in the cosmos, smiling from that haven. Your rays bring me warmth. I long for the…
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The Edge of Elysian
Medusa lives in these trees she sings of this breeze cries with those leaves The branches pick and they preen form shells around soft carcasses marbled and pristine Crackling vines across rooted cemeteries She exists between earth and sky water and hell vividly unseen
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absent
A wild rose blooms in a bottle of darkness grass fields of shrubs perturbed by silence There are no forms of existence here
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