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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..

♥

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

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

PerfectionPenetration of the soul
Entrance to my true self
Rejoice in what you have gained
For you are one of few allowed in
Entered with that flawless kiss
Cultivating the soil of my heart
Treating your kingdom with kindness
I permit you to remain queen here
Open the doors to my very being
Not only now, but for my eternal life

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To Find GodGod,
Through blurred faces
Formed in the backgrounds of
My life, with single phrases that
Have rung through my head like a siren,
I found you.

There were desolate nights
that strung together with new
Formed self-inflicted wounds
Devised behind locked doors
That made acquaintance with insomnia.

But in truth, I heard you call for me,
But I turned away.

Maybe it was the restriction
Bound to the book my religion
Adhered to relentlessly that caught
Wind to this unfaithfulness
And unraveling of my secret prayers.

Or maybe I clasped my ears shut
With retraction of love and yearning
As I despised all that you had made me as.

Brok

A Lover's WarI trace the flecks
On my skin of where
You indented yourself
Into my supple spirit.

I whisper memories
Into the shards of glass
trying to seal them together again
with the wrong kind of glue.

We have drawn ourselves
out of comfort into forefronts.

Yet you claim victory in us,
Staking out your intention
With your warriors that dive from
Your tongue and simply miss my ear.

I talk myself out of tears
And tissue boxes filled with
Half-hearted explanations of why
We could not make it;
Because I need something more.

You defend yourself valiantly
Engraving your heart into attempts
I lack recollection of.

You have your fen

Friendship CycleDemonstrate our heat based moment
With the trickles of intensity
Pouring from the pits of your soul
And onto the rocky shores of your face.

I read you like a grotesque monster,
As I turn away from this chance we held
Of trust bonded over chaos.

I dipped into a relapse
Of a painted mask perfected in art,
That I hid behind,

But then you
Stood too close to me, and took it off
As I relished in your beauty
But died in the faces of your loss.

I tenderly held you in
Moments I never understood,
But the strings between us were cut
By the knife she wielded into our backs.

Perhaps it was easy for you
To forgive a liar who enchanted

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by ~Life-Is-Oppurtunity, Jun 8, 2012, 6:33:11 PM
Literature / Poetry / Romantic / General / Free Verse

Feet melted by tears I slosh them
wondering how I became so drenched
From the quick travel down my cheek,
From the stroke down my collarbone with tenderness
Like you had done so tenderly as we laid down in a
Broken bed; springs poking, prodding,
Warning.

Forewarningby ~Life-Is-Oppurtunity

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_{Fuck you for inspiring this. You were supposed to protect me.}

Sorry to all my watchers for all these broken-hearted love poems..

=Slipinslider Jun 8, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

It's very direct- and visceral, with the immediacy of that terrible act still fresh in your mind even now, still being relived, through such powerful words. The pain is still present obviously, but perhaps the light of day shining upon it like this, through poems that you post, will one day allow you to let go of the pain forever. I hope that is possible,

~Life-Is-Oppurtunity Jun 8, 2012 Student Writer

Ohh, you're showing me your full vocab today

Mm.. yeah I hope so too. I don't really know what you think this is about though. _{It's about my breakup.} I know one day will be better. Perhaps when everything is solved. I'd just rather cry out my veins in my poetry than in other ways.

~white-Dragon-1684 Jun 8, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

that's, wow.

~Life-Is-Oppurtunity Jun 8, 2012 Student Writer

Thanks!

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