sarah-jonesWhisper

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IagoWhen are you going to discern what you are made of young Iago? / I'm waiting. I'm waiting for you to espy the fact your nature takes far more than you are ever willing to give. / You have a gluttonous stomach for acclaim and it is this that will govern how you negotiate your efforts of any friendship. It is this that will decipher if you will stay loyal to your promises, nothing else.
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Sep 27, 2011
iiiiiiiiiiiI paved good intentions amongst the dirt on the top of the stairs / I think, / I think a lot.
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Sep 27, 2011
EsubaI want you to know it was the opposite of breathing to have you inside of me. I would only gasp for air in desperate hope to reach for pleasure to exist within me. Pain would enter my parted mouth like particles of dust dancing in a shaft of deceitful light.I see a glow in yours eyesI secretly try to meet your gaze as I am trying to see where I am going. All I want is for you to offer to hold my hand but you never did see that. I remain patient and silent.I feel a golden penny drop into my experience as it has done many times before. I reach out to catch it. I want to give it to my heart as I am certain it belongs to her. It is clear to me this is the gift of truth I need.The potential promise of this ignites a summers day somewhere lower than my stomach. I wonder of the possibility of this remaining hidden?I now watch the response to my wish for pleasure manifest. I have seen this before.How could I forget this? I ask my self sternly. I breath in contemplating if there is anyway i can prepare for whats been hiding inside of me. I have a tingling familiarity enter me faster than my mind could ever answer. Its heavy. I panic.� I try to some how become tough while I hurt. I watch the coin slowly turning into a dark copper. Embracing this reality thuds inside of me as though the coin it self had been dropped into my heart from a shadowy sky. It feels serious and experienced.It hurts.
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Sep 27, 2011
A long time a goHe paints his world with soft big strokes of creative love without any idea that I watch in awe like a child. I sit amazed as his steady heart creates an inspiring canvas of experience. / My eyes and smile grow big as I feel to purr in his soft presence. / As I thumble through the memories I have collected, a rush of magic pushes my heart heavy into a sweet ache.
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Sep 27, 2011
See it is youI can only assimilate my comfortless solitude in small pieces. / Give me sugar. / Give me sugar mummy to sweeten the sting.
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Sep 27, 2011
Duck eggHow do I unfurl a truth with the lights out? / You confessed the bean spillage / This tale is arduous when you are as blind as a bat.
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Sep 27, 2011
BarbraYou walk in to my dreams as though I never ever lost you. / All your faults and doubts have left us and i feel ineffable to be embraced by your presence. / You do not touch me. You wouldn't.
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Sep 27, 2011
MotherI see you in slow motion. I can see spring light breaking through the ***** windows straight on to your brooding face. Your concerned eyes are wide and have never looked so beautiful. They remind me of those emeralds you found so long ago. You gracefully fall down that old stair case. Your tiny frame starts to tumble as though you were a part of a dance. The smell of unpolished wood is pungent. I see you recognise your last moment. We both knew it was going to be like this. / He is not in the frame.
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Sep 27, 2011
(Shades of grey)?I'm not going to pretend to myself i do not feel unsettled in this space of tender silence. / I have learned to somehow forge in myself an arbitrary understanding that I am part of a choice and I have chosen it. I do not object or struggle with knowing I am both everything and nothing. I speak in whispers and conveniently sit at a distance but my curiosity is certain. / I am not subtle.
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Sep 27, 2011
Tootsie GomezTo my dismay my palate has acquired a taste for those who seem to have the heart of a lion. I detect my tenacious affections towards you early. This is daunting for us both. We do not share the same list of apprehensions. I suppose it is your fortitude and influence that sustains my interest so. / I know the heart of a lion is a delicacy that i can not stomach I must have a courageous allure to feel starved. I observe without scrutiny while i wait in line for you. / It wont be long until I will find myself effortlessly making an apology on your behalf.
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Sep 27, 2011
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