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  • A Song for Him

        He smelled like an Amy song coupled with shots of bourbon undistinguishable passion I think I might love him like one   I think I may have loved him with his tongue tinged in smoke and with his eyes lidded from poison he was no good for me   He was the one…

  • radioactive

        Maybe I would have treated him better if I had him If I could have touched him just once lay his body out over mine   I would have itched to be the one to crawl under his skin make his breath hitch Maybe I could have treated him better   Formulated our…

  • velvet-tactility

    You could have stopped the moon froze heaven over hell and I still would have loved you  

  • letters

          My mind is a beautiful thing you see I can conjure you up out of fickle matter   All it takes is a swipe of my hand and I have sculpted you perfectly   Although I could never taste you feel the ridges in your skin trace the lines that mar your…

  • Prisoner of The Fates

        Sometimes I forget that we’re not talking to each other that you don’t want me even though you’ve recounted constant lyrics to me You’ve pulled me along a thin string and I almost thought you were Clotho Like you devised my life by a simple thread You measured out the length of my…

  • Strings of Detachment

        I wish I could convey my feelings to you properly   Then I’d be able to tell you how much I loathe you how much I love you how much it pains me to know that I’ll never talk to you again   To have to see you with her and him traces…

  • ikaros

        You make me feel as if you drudged me up from one of his ribs   Like I was the muse Shakespeare wrote about   He could have been that fucking sun   And I’d melt all the wax I hold in my feathers just for a taste of that luminescence

  • latent musings

        What did I see in you?   I saw every star over the dordogne in your eyes   You could have pieced together thunderbolts melded by Zeus set ice over Hades   You could have rivaled Chronos himself

  • – – – space

        You know that feeling you get when you might be blacking out but you haven’t touched it yet?   When it feels like you can touch space but you can still taste reality?   You can still feel every stroke on your skin but it’s so featherlight that it’s as if you’re submerged…

  • adam’s ale

        loving you   was like a riptide you could take me in and spit me back out   you only did what nature told you to do   and it ruined me

  • as-is

        Darling you propped my mouth open and fed me spoonfuls of saccharine lies   My throat would close up around your deceit but I would have loved to see that spark once more   Those obsidian eyes glowing red alight in your path for destruction   Full blown twisted seduction you had made…

  • Buds of Heliogabalus

        I dream of you when the clouds cover the skies when droplets of dew kiss my feet   That earth singes my veins seeping my streams with tad bits of his story   Bronze shaped features melancholy memories that only you and I ever spoke of   We talked of the stars etched…

  • piety

        There is color in love   Not that bland crimson hue   But in laughing beige eyes those irises came to me in the form of sweet honeysuckle lips that seized my heart   Fingertips etched with mirth they wrote sonnets against my skin spoke of the love language that even deities never…

  • 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  …

  • Ode to Chronos

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