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softenedthe sky whispers,
ribbons of crystalline quiet,
same shade as the angel dust
you shivered every time we were
alone.

in the darkness, we were
sorry birds searching for
open dawns. you, the
swan, me, the
raven,
black as night and
just as hopeful.

and there were poems
written in your skin, universes
blooming in your hands; your eyes
were a December sunrise saving me
from any sleep.

I’ve decided that
people are a composition of
all their greatest memories—and you,
you were always the most
beautiful piece of
me.

Two SoulsCould I touch a silent thought?
Could I know the colour of a word?
Could I hear the universe full of stars?
Could I hold the sea in my arms?
Could I stroke your voice?
Could I live in your heart?

A song never sung
A paper never drawn
A game never won
A man never loved

A flower that moves
A bird on my hair
A tree always blue
Spring
one love
two souls
my world
and you.

AirI want to lose myself
in an illogical need
for love.

I want to remember
to forget
how to breathe.

What is Air
if not you?

Warm BodiesNothing around but air to pierce the quietness that surrounds the grace of these lustful souls,

Clouding together with interchanging hearts going along with the musing beats, tones of which

Knock the desolate sounds of blood, coming together sliding back and forth like oozing drips of

Honey such a pastoral scene hidden beneath the charm of the shadows, from which love abides

Like a melody composed of two lovers, only now to see lights fading away, with feelings going far

Away with such perception, what deviant ways perceive as to disregard, and leave only now to

Sleep to dream…..

TnM: Me amas real o no?Era un soleado día en Daneville, nuestra pelirroja favorita aun dormía plácidamente –u-
Isabella: Marie ya levántate
Marie: 5 minutos más *se tapa la cabeza con la almohada*
Isabella: ¬¬ Marie
Marie: bien bien*se levanta y se empieza a listar*
Isabella: bueno te veo abajo *se va*
Marie: lalalala oliendo las lindas rosas *cambiándose*
OoOoOoOoOoOo DEPUES DE CANTAR Y ALISTARSE OoOoOo
Marie: *se va a las escaleras*
¿??: Te quedaste hablando con jazz toda la noche de nuevo?
Marie: bueno podría decirs-..Papa?!! Como lo sabes?
Phineas: tengo contactos
Marie: o metiste grabadora

~I shall never stop loving thee~My powdered lips shall kiss thee through this ever lasting love
your beauty intensifies my satisfaction
O, tis' be you my darling, my one and sweet caressed heart
Shoot a bullet through my skull, tis' only the most dainty way I show thou love for thee.

Thy heart shall never stop beating for thee
He, be this time were I shall daunt my passion for thee.
so soft and abase
how I feel sorry for thee
trapped by endless monsoons of terror
let me hold thee and love you endlessly

Will thy be my lover?
Be my daunty heart?
If thy say Ye, then I eternal happiness shall last forever

Be thy love and I shall take care of thee forever
Never leave thy, The

RozeAm văzut niște roze întunecate, cu spini,
Le-am atins și m-am rănit,
și am mers mai departe...
Am văzut niște roze de un roșu aprins, cu spini,
Le-am atins și m-am rănit,
și am mers mai departe...
Am văzut niște roze albe, fără spini,
și am trecut mai departe...

The Mosaic and The Wanderer.Yes this whole has been beaten down, broken now in decrepitude.
Scattered, thrown here or there by wanders kicking loose pebbles.
A stranger strolls and sees a stone to keep for his own collection.
He didn't hear the rubble cry as another part of them is stolen.

That was the day the sky turn gray with a storm of unknown magnitude.
Flooding rain washed what pieces remained into a shallow puddle.
In sediment they settled, put back together by this muddy concoction.
As the day exsiccates a mosaic is made and a soul has been awakened.
A woman rises from the sand to search for a man, and the part of her he's taken.

He loves to stroll and walk alone, his thought always so bestrewed.
Wander, meander where time doesn't matter. He's tired of a constant dribble.
Remembering the trinket he reaches in his pocket, and is startled with a pulsing motion.
Pulling out hi

~Love~Love is like power
its strong but can only last so long...

Many people believe there is a red string connected with your soul mate
But strings can snap eventually...

Golden hearts connected together.
Then to rust and break...

love can make you happy and positive
but also sad and negative
very regretful too...

But pay close attention, you'll only get this once.
Pick your partner carefully.
They may just pick your forever..

♥

I LoveDear Lover,

I love what we have,
And not what we need,
Or should be:

Strong,

Whole,

Or perfect.

I love the way we function,
When we're nearly dead,
The way you:

Hit me,

Scream,

Or punch.

I love the way my heart thuds,
When I relinquish the sweet air
In exchange for:

Your breath,

Your toxic fumes,

And I choke.

I love it,
I love it,
I love you.

Sincerely, the Heartbroken

Down The Rabbit HoleHere and now I would flock to you in a heartbeat.
One day though, you’re worried I may fly away instead of to your rescue.
So clip my wings and drop me down the rabbit hole.

Put my loyalty to the ultimate test.
Just don’t let the dreadful hole land in Alice’s Wonderland.
Instead, drop me in the dungeon with in your mind.

Leave the dungeon’s exist doors slammed shut
But make the keys worst hiders than I am a seeker
While allowing me the choice of you or my freedom.

Display all your secrets as a piece of loot.
While lacing the good in riddles for me to solve,
And drenching the dark in booby traps for me to disarm.

Le

Lesbian first kiss~laying together, on the bed.
Not touching, I go closer in
Snuggling into you a bit
I play with your cheek,
you play with my hair

I go closer and snuggle..
This time my head
is gently on your shoulder
You snuggle back into my neck
Looking at your face, then your eyes
Your eyes are looking at my lips
I gently grab your chin and lift

I can see your face in perfect view,
you get scared and look down..
I reassure you with a hug.
Look back into your eyes
grab your chin and kiss..

I can feel our lips tremble,
frightened; wanting more
Slowly but gently kissing
explosions of emotions
Beams of sweat on palms
We part away for a second

We kiss again with more confidence
touching each others bodies
stroking slowly, at each others curve

rippleshow many ripples you can cause
in the ocean of someone's heart,
each person has a tidal system they must abide and sometimes,
(even though you know better than to fight the waves)
you can't help but fool yourself into thinking
you can dive a little deeper.
(even though you're running out of air already)

and i am already becoming an expert in
clasping my hands together just right
so that it feels like someone else's fingers
interlaced with mine,

i know how to drape one leg over the other
to make it seem as though it's your ankle touching my foot
i press my back to the pillow beside me,
pretend its more than
just my body warmth heati

That Thing Called LoveA moment
A kiss
This feeling
A wish

A gesture
A touch
These feelings
Too much

Descriptions
Depictions
No words
Can be written

This love
A thought
This knowing
Is enough

Condemned AloneI always fail in love;
No matter the man I'm with,
He will leave eventually.

My heart rarely smiles
Ripped apart like a curtain
Of memories that
Fades with morning light.

And if I put my trust in you,
Will I regret it, only time will know.

Inside, I seethe
In rage, crying.
Why am I built
To spend a
Lonely eternity?

I'm not sure what to believe;
All these years exposed to lies,
I am filled with bitterness.

I am their puppet;
Strings attached,
They reduce me to worthlessness
Incapable to thrive.

Too scared to leap beyond the moon
Where lovers reside in harmony.

Inside, I seethe
In rage, crying.
Why am I built
To spend a
Lonely eternity?

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Her demons come out for their nightly patrol

When she smokes, it's a sign things will go wrong
'Cause she blackens her mind with her lungs
And when she reaches for whiskey, it surely won't be long
Before e'eryone else is holdin' their tongues

For dear life
For my life

When she smokes, son, don't wanna get too close
She's just better off alone
When she gets another shot glass, they all suppose
She was just born accident-prone

All her life
And mine

The Sweetest RevengeTake a good sip of your own
Bitter medicine
I'll watch it swirl 'round
The drain of your throat
And gloat in the throb
Of your bobbing Adam's apple
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How many times will it dribble from my mouth,
Slide down my lips and collect on the floor
Before you believe me?
Before I believe me?
"Don't apologize" is easier said when
You can't see the mistakes underneath
After a while, you give up saying it
Because it's not your mantra
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ImpenetrableI want to be so painted with words
That no light ever shines through
I'll build a wall of negativity
And never let a soul in
They can look at the ugly words
And see for themselves
And walk on by
They can add to the judgment
Mortar piling on the stones
And the bright red letters will
Always be visible
And no light will ever shine
In on me again
Because these words are better defense
Than any attempt at honor and validity
I'll be subhuman if it frees me
From human feeling
Because hope was the worst thing Pandora gave me,
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So, little fly named Hope, look well
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Memory

by ~Clockwork-Love, May 12, 2011, 11:38:50 PM
Literature / Poetry / Romantic / General / Free Verse

We were children,
Playing as children do.
Sneaking letters across rumbling classrooms,
And gently teasing
As friends do.

We were children,
Playing tag as children do:
Brushing lightly and giggling softly,
And playing hearts
As innocent lovers do.

We were children,
Loving, though not in love.
Sharing shy kisses of affection
And loving each other
As friends do.

We are grown
And grown apart.

But I love you still.

And I always will.

Memoryby ~Clockwork-Love

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!pleaseexcuseme May 14, 2011

This was beautifully written

~Clockwork-Love May 14, 2011

Thank you very much.

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