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Bedtime Story
Bedtime Story Your lover crawls in Your heart's chamber Holding a lit candle Your bare skin crawls in Anticipation Alights the dark hour Stories unfold in Shallow breaths first Warm rivulets then Heart's beat waxing Waning your confidences
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Blank Sheets
Blank Sheets With a restrained wrist I straighten lines of passion from the night he left the dent onto my pillow when he is not there is a hole in my heart
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Desiderato
Desiderato To speak of desire, rarely is sufficient. Desire is a doing word. It burns from within, smolders in our eyes, spins heat haze visions. Such smoke cannot be sighed out: This fire has to erupt. * Volcanoes make great poets. * There are those who dream, and those who do. I dare you to dream out loud, open your mouth, a hiss-sigh of flame (burn or be burnt) open my mouth, a kiss-sigh of flame (burn and be burnt) And when we wake up with you still in me, my volcano warrior of a thousand words, I dare you to be silent, I dare you to do.
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Spring Shadows
Spring Shadows The shadows of my home withdraw to darker corners and quiet hours. No longer whispering, they are embracing cautiously each other. Their trembling, slender fingers sway to wind nocturnes for blooming branches. A falling apple petal leaves a fleeting trail, a shadow tear, a moving target on the wall, escaping through the open window.
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Memory of a Kiss
Memory of a Kiss My lips move yet remain sealed I smile.
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Winter Window
Winter Window of the Soul In the cold, glass silence Love is my word for snow Fragile frost flowers grow Snow is my word for love while I hold my breath in I fade to white
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The gravity of Fall
The gravity of Fall Benumbed by humbling rains Your fingers burrow deep in    a thicker tongue you call me
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Tangentango
Tangentango On the verge of screaming - far not done whispering - the night moves.
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Matchstick Man
Matchstick Man I want to black out like the lighter I never saw you with (I only saw the smoke) You laugh - a choke hold down my heartbeat your heat rubs right in (You only saw the joke) We are a match stick with me burning my winning cards out
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The Siren to Her Lover
The Siren to Her Lover The salty white of seabed sand Cries crimson by your ripened flesh Tonight the tide is low and base Tomorrow rushes in too soon The crook't knives of my fingerbones Caress you through my scaly skin Tonight I pluck your wings, beloved Tomorrow I devour you
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Jousto|Hobbyist Photographer
Thanks for the faves, and take good care of your llama~
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Void-Hamlet-Herself|Hobbyist Digital Artist
I'll be careful. Those are capricious beats. :tea:
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Thank you~<3
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Hi there! I just wanted to thank you for faving my deviation entitled In the Pink! Much appreciated! :heart:
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Void-Hamlet-Herself|Hobbyist Digital Artist
:heart:
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