love
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sparks
Perhaps I have dreamed too often of grasping you longing for those subtle stares the moonlight casting in the window while I trace every freckle you hold I wish I could capture all that the moonlight touches roam freely my hands on every inch of your skin it’d be like touching magic
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velvet-tactility
You could have stopped the moon froze heaven over hell and I still would have loved you
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Lakmé, An Act in Four Parts
You are beautiful like melted wax a cream colored fluorescent that spills desire over my skin You tasted of jasmine tear dropped rosebuds I’d catch you by the tip of my tongue Lick drops of honeydew off of your skin you are an elixir on my tongue You…
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Tidal Waves
Let’s go to the end of the world darling paint that grass golden light up red streaks in the sky The sun will follow us cast rays of amour the glow shall light up your skin I’d trace that path until the ends of this earth
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1st September Miracle
It helps me writing everyday, knowing that at the end of the month, I have something to look forward to. I once thought it was a burden, and maybe I still have some type of remorse for it, but for the most part it helps me; lets me know that maybe, just maybe you…
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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
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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
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– – – 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…
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Complacent Mirrors
You had eyes like the raging sea airy moons It was either soft ceruleans or dappled iron Freckles of speckled suns the orb of Neptune Two hundred and fifty years until we are switched A sharp crescent of Pluto is what you become I still dream of…
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Evergreen, You’re My Favorite
I welcome you like the Evergreens do the rain With shaky branches and fallen leaves I am a disaster for you Rough patches of dirt and mildew I’d mold this earth just for a touch With cold winds but hotter suns I yearn for you Am…
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Lovers Requiem
These words are what we hold onto what we long for We think if we say them enough hear them often then we would be filled immensely But there’s hate in that four little word Malice and jealousy it’s what makes you crave to hear it, darling It’s like calling…
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Halcyon Days
I imagine that loving you, darling would be a forest fire long days in the Sahara trying to breath under water Maybe you are those riptides the ash to this circle of life The sun sets while you rise you are not to be trifled with yet I hold you…
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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…
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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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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…
Éloa 