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AnticipationThe romance – a longing overdrawn sweetly incomplete, a tale yet untold sailing on lips that meet from one country to another, the complex song, a journey – Even once they meetAnticipation
An ocean traveled, step by step – breath by breath, two songs intertwined
Our symphony of touch – with room to dream
Endless matter, the beautiful desert no more soldiers now, but lovers we under a sky that whispers of mystery ancient history new as the dawn moon and sun, twisting like two relics
– the cord drawn taut
by ~WoodenPress
Hatchery of DiscoveryTrouble ought not spoken of confusion lisps me bay but endlesslyHatchery of Discovery
So spoken, soft the eggshells may waken glisten and blister and beedle's lullaby sighs sing, my darling, sing please please tread like light as a breeze some say sadness is sweet and so depression may be but grief is deep grief nay not let you sleep sorrow follow scurry hurry confusion of mercury immovable movement in collision what was yours and mine compromising our lovely vision whore half of me for half a dream become who you dreamed of t
by ~WoodenPress
Chalice of DeserveI've been the footstool, you pretty pink toadstool the one you reckoned with when you kissed with but my strings are broken, I'm choking the sun on your face cresting the stair like desire And wounded deep, cleaving to you You stood on me and reached for the stars shivering and shaking and never letting you know it was my fault it was my fault I never let you know - I cried out, but I lied, but I lied Said it wasn't you. Said it wasn't you.Chalice of Deserve
It would've been bearable, if you had not. If you had not.
by ~WoodenPress
If I could, I'd kill Ed.I wish I could be the hurricane that could storm into your world, I wish I could show you the witch, light as a feather, stiff as a board. Pick you up, throw you around, past the rainbow, past the sad, past the senseless people who bit and chewed, madder than the demons who keep calling you madIf I could, I'd kill Ed.
Set you softer than the angel sweeter than the loving words believed truer than the nail and the needle and the gun set you on the ground past the hell gates of bone past the hell river of acid past the hell called home
call it all past and done &nbs
by ~WoodenPress
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Sung To God, For HerLet mercy fall: And wash away her tears, Let mercy fall: And heal the broken years, Let mercy fall: Take her by the hand, Let mercy fall: And lead her to your land, Let mercy fall: Embrace her as your own, Let mercy fall: Show her that she is home, Let mercy fall: And kiss her on the heart, Let mercy fall: And Show her who thou art, Let mercy fall: And fill her in her draught, Let mercy fall: And Teach her to cry out, Let mercy fall……Sung To God, For Her
by ~11DevilsAdvocate11
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- Interests: Salvation, Human Psyche, Self-Discovery, Paradox
- Favourite movie: The Fall, Breakfast Club, Momento, Gibson's Hamlet, La Science des Rêves,
- Favourite band or musician: Sufjan Stevens, Joana Newsom, Stevie Nicks, Regina Spektor, Frank Sinatra
- Favourite genre of music: "Good"
- Favourite artist: Experimental yet idiotic, amazingly daring, foolish, seperate.
- Favourite poet or writer: Pablo Neruda, Charles Lutwidge Dodgson, Garth Nix, Lilli Thal, Diana Wynn Jones, and Jonathon Stroud
- Favourite photographer: A child
- Personal Quote: Who has deceiv'd thee so oft as thy self? - Ben Franklin
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If death is the answer to love's mysteries,
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I saw that you commented on some of my poems about a month ago--I appreciate that. I haven't written poetry in a while, but you motivated me to want to write some again (:
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