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  • Dec 10, 2015

    smooth
    light
    pale
    skin
    touching my body
    grabbing my lovely
    taking me there
    fucking me
    everywhere
     
    we extend into
    move over
    your brain
    feeling the lobes
    loving you
    instead of lusting you
     
    i turned from blue
    to red
    to green
    to black
    fucking you
    without a grasp
    without your hands
     
    just two with thoughts
    two without
    one broken wine glass
    two broken souls
    running past
    forever and 
    ever

    across the street
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  • Dec 9, 2015

    here i lie
    a beautiful sleep
    a dream to seethe
    feeling underneath

     

    i lie awake
    broken by the moon
    induced by blue

     

    it was the sky
    vapors of you
    vibrations unsaid
    alignment out of tune

     

    i swayed in motion
    of loving devotion
    a striking of light
    love divine

     

    i sit in heresy
    wondering where it went
    how time could slip
    grip me and lash

     

    and there i was
    against a wall
    hoping to float
    yet longing to fall

     

    into a pit of bliss
    into you
    the air
    the warm
    your heart

    and then you love
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  • Dec 8, 2015

    we swung from
    a hotel desire
    where the sheets
    collide with my heart
    making me believe
    we’re more than dark
    more than we were
    and now we’re lost at sail
    with a shipwrecked horror
    before we could ever
    grasp the sand
    our hearts
    two hands

    and sometimes it ends without a final word
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  • Dec 7, 2015

    you used to make me
    fall in love with you
    every day
    every moment
    i spent
    intertwined with you
    within you
    was another moment
    i fell in love with you
     
    we worked with moments
    with each other
    with a devotion
    we had toward each other
     
    then it fell
    we slumbered in hell
    lied awake
    holding the ache
    feeling each way
    in a daze of pain
      
    we loved internally
    held on externally
    yet what we missed
    was how to feel
    when we were mixed
    within each other
    instead of how we felt
    when we were lost
    without each other

    lost with lust
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  • Dec 6, 2015

    Sometimes love them more than you, but just make sure you love yourself too.

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  • Dec 5, 2015

    stood there with tries
    yet all you did was hide
    with the house in pain
    in the corner of your brain
    loving yourself
    in every each way
    while i stood there
    waiting for you to change
    waiting for you to love
    like you did
    when the sky was blue
    before gray
    turned black with shades
    and dark hues

    12/4/15
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  • Dec 4, 2015

    i lived ago
    through the fire of your desire
    the way you walked
    through streets
    with a single hand
    in your pocket
    triumph unspoken
    i lived through
    your ankles
    your knees
    how your joints
    could bend and break me
    without a word spoken
    without love in your hands
    in a longing grasp
    i sat beside
    in the dark
    stroking your heart
    loving you from afar
    before you ever knew
    who you were

    shadow
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  • Dec 3, 2015

    I realized I loved him after everything went wrong so I wallowed in self-pity and prayed I could wake up.

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  • Dec 2, 2015

    we weren’t much
    but a lonely rumble
    through a courtyard
    where you doubled
    my love for your sport

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  • Dec 1, 2015

    Occasionally love gets too rough, too tall and too wide. We drown ourselves in someone who we believe could be everything and everyone, but in reality, they’re only a mere second in our billions.

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