you
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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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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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kaleidoscope
It’s a shame that you don’t love me like I love you. A misfortune for me, it is, more than it is for you. I’ve chopped up my hair. Went two shades of blue and green, one crimson and grey, light petals of pink to detach myself from you. I have become broken down…
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freckled flowers
There was a beauty mark on the edge of your lips it would dance as you talked A slight swing to those hips that I wanted to trace with my tongue You were made up of heady desire a lick of inducement Conniving thorns wrapped up in your touch let me…
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Two Lips & tulips
I would leave you with budding kisses springing up on your chest I’d pluck each and every one Leave you breathless I would take my time darling peel back each petal until you unravel
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seedless buds
I have been so empty nothing but a vessel a kettle for the pot Did I ever have you? A pot calling the kettle, he called me- frosted receptacles I am nothing but dust I never had you
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Love in Different Times
“The course of true love never did run smooth.” -William Shakespeare Is there a chance that we will ever cross paths Will I ever get to love you
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from you, To Autumn
It is autumn now The last time we spoke was when the summer breeze was still kissing the trees Now they are dying their brittle dances wherever you are It is just lively here Those twigs have grown producing lilac and crimson petals that eat the ground up You would…
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debacle times
What time is it where you are? Are you finding these days just as gruesome as I have? Or are you welcoming them? Do you welcome them as one would do a longtime lover? Do you stare at that simmering sun or brooding moon and think up calamities? I…
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What’s in a Name
When you say my name it tastes of heaven The word rolls on your tongue and curls in my mind It enraptures me the sound consumes me
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silhouettes
I can see you although we have never met I am in the words you speak the tears you cry I am that bird that sings near your window I am you darling every scratch on your skin every prickle of your nerves I can paint you out although…
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A Ballad of Lies
I muse that you don’t love me when really that string touches all the way to Orion and wraps itself around Pleiades I like to make up excuses for you say that you don’t touch me not like you used to but heaven weeps when your fingers lay over mine …
Éloa 