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spellboundworn, well loved pages of books yearn for her touch / and the words themselves long for her tender gaze . / tea cups count the seconds until her lips are pressed to them
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Jul 14, 2011
undeservingit wasn’t supposed to be like this, love. / captivated from the moment i first saw you / i wanted only to show you things you’ve never seen before
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Jul 9, 2011
museallow me to capture the way your eyes sparkle in song / to gather into melody, the way you move when you dance / because i would have the world know in symphonic certainty
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Jul 9, 2011
perennial penancebecause as much as this emptiness wounds me, / i see the scars this silence has wrought upon your heart / and i am ashamed of my complicity in their creation
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Jul 8, 2011
insteadquiet nights like this you should be here with me. / filling the air with your brand of hysteria. / my hands restless in the knowledge that we’re finally together again
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Jul 6, 2011
blinki feel the cliff crumble slightly under my shoes / as the spray from the ocean thundering below / climbs on thermals blowing the hair out of my face.
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Jul 4, 2011
the night is a restless thing.wrapped in shadows, / who are you when the light of day evaporates / and the cool evening air
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Jun 20, 2011
pullthe sea surges beneath the pier / I feel the subtle rocking / of the weathered wood
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Jun 5, 2011
awakethe sunset holds no power over me / there is no solace in dreaming / for when the velvet night unfurls
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May 29, 2011
limelight desirethe sound is tangible, / thick in the air / pressing into every open space
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May 24, 2011
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