At last, we have found us; let the poetry flow 'tween our entwined souls and our eyes reflect the passion of every word we write.Let us bleed freedom and cast off our mortal cage, for heaven awaits us, to grace its page.
Gracious Words.
you whilst disappointment waits;
ready and willing.”
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you whilst disappointment waits;
ready and willing.”
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we will all share
the same bed;
fading like sunset
beneath death’s
patchwork quilt
of memories.”
(via graciouswords)
we will all share
the same bed;
fading like sunset
beneath death’s
patchwork quilt
of memories.”
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Be still, my love, be still; rest your
weary eyes and listen to the silent
melody of midnight skies.
Fold into my warm embrace, place
your hand in mine, within my arms,
within my heart, security you’ll find.
Let shadows dance between the
shards of moonlight on your skin as
Lady Night with one eye open, smiling,
glances in.
Ever watchful ever knowing, sweet dreams
she sends your way, in the form of
tiny shooting stars, performing a ballet.
But know that should you lose your way
‘neath the blackened veil of night, I’ll be
right here, within your hand, around you,
holding tight.
Together, let us fade to black, to the
comfort of retreat, to the place our love
has made it’s own, to the silence ‘tween
each beat.
Sitting by the lake
the lake that took the moon
from midnight skies - to
hold her beauty captive tween
the rippling winds of change;
memories lapped in rhythmical
waves below my feet, distorting
reflections - we look happy.
Reaching down to touch her face
the trees whisper her name;
but beneath the feather-light
touch of fingertips, all I have
ever loved slowly dissipates
until all that is left is the
fragments of happiness
we once shared.
Here I sit alone, waiting
for the enveloping light of
morning to waken me from
the dreams of what once was
and the nightmare of what now is.
You see my love, it matters not to me
how many men have labored tween your thighs
how many times you’ve swallowed their deceit
how many times you’ve bucked against their cries.
To be with you I must embrace your past
and prove to you the future’s in our hands.
I’m not the first but want to be the…
Kerosene cans,
overcome with emotion,
weep
tears form
an ocean neath my feet.
I feel no pain
the air tastes sweet,
I’ve had enough
concede defeat.
I know my worth
I shan’t be missed
I’m sinking now
shadows persist
in taunting me, teasing me
fucking things up.
Fuck this life
the match is struck.
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