Éloa

  • Luminesce Yearning

        I see you everyday with that opaque shade of yours six sided figurines to shield their eyes   They created a wall to bind you yet all you do is shine brighter   I’ve admired loved you from these mere meters that separate us   You once told me my glass covered shell…

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  • Coming in Threes

        There are two rogues that invade my dreams   Their touches are featherlight they skim up my body with nails scraping teethed bared   Humorless chuckles that echo on each part of these four walls making the blood in my veins storm   They utter words of praise devotion drips from their lips…

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  • incised

      I was in denial of the fact that I wanted you   I could vividly picture the shape of your lips making out my name   The shape every creasing and padding of your fingertips   Almost as if I created you myself

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  • Crimson Fibers

      “I like to imagine love can pull your essence like red thread through the cold needle of my life now without you.” – Rachel Jamison Webster     There’s a fickle thread that connects us   It’s crimson just like our hearts like these strokes that mar our skin   It brandishes us  …

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  • Musings From 30,000 Feet

        I find myself looking forward to the end of the month now; now that I’ve started this musing of some sort. I find it reassuring knowing that I’m talking to you all like this even though we don’t really communicate. I’d like to say this is a way for me to figure out…

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  • Dégringolade Brines

          This vast brine reaches out and calls to me   Those same waters that took you away they still fall from my eyes   It rumbles tumbles storms just like this heart of mine   It spills scatters seven tears enough for each sea   Ever since you left me

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  • Desolated Embers

        There are several lights flickering   Dancing in the silent air across the room   I imagined myself consumed by them feeling nothing but that slight burn the all around consumption   I imagined the pain and emptiness   I felt erased by the power and possession of those flickering lights   I…

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  • Vertigo

          It’s funny isn’t it   The fire burning in our eyes people’s eyes then at once that flame could go away   I once breathed in the fresh air whilst talking to stars   Took in the smell that deep aroma while serenading to blossoms   Your shadow casting its own spell…

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  • Budding Blossoms

      scuttle round old ponds there are stories in petals diluted memoirs

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  • Ode to Chronos

        it was amusing oh so clever   how time always advanced around him   but left me comfortless   so destitute

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  • Narcissus to Echo

          You always cry when you’re about to smile   But I don’t blame you darling   Who could know the weight those shoulders of yours carried   Spurned on by distractions   Chattering to goddesses to cover an affair   Your tongue sported imitations because of your actions   Could only repeat…

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  • Serenading Orion

      I always find myself living as if I were you. How amazingly brilliant you are and you don’t even realize.   The gods angered in their hearts, that stone cold beating until it finally wore out; questioning if what powers they had amounted to yours.   The galaxies formed around you, and all I…

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  • The Entanglement of Aphrodite & Ares

        Our bodies flow against the bay, the moonlight reflecting the memoirs of our past. Our secret country that led us to far off destinations – destinations of no other world – shared hearts poured into each other.   Peeling back layer upon layer, I unravel what’s underneath.   I never tried to be…

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  • Requiem of Mephistopheles

      I fear that the darkness might swallow me whole one day   I watch those shadows gather in my room transpiring against that resplendent sheen I once held   They glow with such an intensity   Those demons have embers in their eyes sun rays in their talons goldmine incisors   And I’m terrified…

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  • The Flower Effect

            I’d like to experience that glow someday   be blown away until I’m going going gone   to enrapture a gaze so purely filled with an utter contempt that I’ve never felt   as we watch the Sakura dance with the sky

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