Glass
Glass
1 hour ago

scratch my skin it's a lively wire
with absent eyes pulsating bodies
like a newborn teal tarnishing raw devour
because cinder you faux fire
choking ridges like concrete luxury
that cryptic junctures glow exterior
innocence because the nerves in my organs
are burning , intriguing scotch
to observe my 1960's theme

*Goddess of War*
#metaphor   #poet   #eyes   #writing   #skin   #nerves   #scratch   #scotch   #cinder   #1960  
SoulSurvivor
SoulSurvivor
1 day ago

she has
the grace of ethers
exquisite
enveloped
in
the eons
encapsulated
in ecru
elegance

an

EPIPHANY

no
language
could be leveraged
to her latitude
no linguistic lay line
could place
longitude
to
her
languid
loveliness

~ she ~

dancing flower
so flawless
behind my forehead
frolicking

with
roses ravishing

in beauty
burgeoning

unbuttoning
my
breast

waltzing
out of my
brain

Venus on the
halfshell

The world is your


OYSTER



SoulSurvivor
1/20/2017

I have dreams about
a beautiful dancer. Loved by
everyone and accepted.

I sometimes wish
I could know what she means.

Perhaps she's my muse
set to music.

I think she'll always be a

MYSTERY

~
blue
blue
2 days ago

he's another galaxy of stars
that puts the sun
to shame.
it whispers its praise.
and i
am brought
down to my knees.

#love   #metaphor   #sun   #praise  
blue
blue
2 days ago

my feelings for you are
a thrift store kind
of new.
they're used,
and old,
and over-worn,
but god.
i'm comfortable in them and there
is always something about
these feelings to explore
because they have not always been mine,
but they've always been there.
they've always been
somewhere.

i just had to find them
again.

you held my hand today,
and the touch was so careful.
it was
such a ginger gesture,
and blue was never a warm color
until you looked me in the eyes
and said,
'your hands are so cold.'
yours were warm,
and baby, it was a
warmth i needed to feel,
as my soul
grazed the constellations.

and suddenly,
my heartbeat
causes the earth to tremble.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ruQQ5UvICvA

if you've been keeping up w me, you know idk what i'm doing.

leo = halfcrush for whom i may still have strong feelings for oops????
#love   #feelings   #metaphor   #cute   #crush   #moments  
Glass
Glass
2 days ago

train wreak you diffused specks of hazel
that nude lipsticks were rigid romances
shriveling moans of moon light
slurring sequences with bold touches
like poetry smearing against slender ankles
humming cherry
"let your hands linger by my thighs"

linger
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_dK2tDK9grQ
#metaphor   #romance   #emotion   #lipstick   #touch   #cherry   #explicit   #nude   #thighs   #hazel  
blue
blue
3 days ago

i've got words of ice and
i can't get rid of my vices
but everything is turning yellow,
so maybe i can make it to tomorrow.

#love   #metaphor   #sad  

rapture
derived
in every note
the music
of the seductive flute
beguiling
enchanting
to love's ear
all embracing
the beauty
is to hear
enfolding
caressing
with a chord
pleasuring
dear
a tone
woven
so
near

Glass
Glass
5 days ago

flesh shuddering you are burning ivory
melting skin because I am bleeding out apologies
seizing shades of burnt down old road trips
that atrocities decay films incensing
delicate sanguine loving like adjectives irritating throats
accessorizing words with melon tongues

my writing crawls behind my voice
#metaphor   #poet   #writing   #emotion   #burn   #flesh   #road   #ivory   #trips   #throats  
Steel
Steel
5 days ago

Metal lurks in loops and sits in slants.
grooves and gashes, among skin-deep sins,
and soft romances, every spiral a tongue on skin.
Scalpel scars collected across centuries of love and pain,
Each stud is an echo; every loop a steel memory engraved
with the imprint of life.
Sideways glances on the bus.
You're told they won't rust
when you sing in the shower and take them along.
But pain is what came because you wore them wrong,
and the glances are here to stay.

The holes don't go away.

Hey guys. I'm back.
My writing style is a little different now. It's been a bit, yeah?
Glass
Glass
Jan 13

my veins are emerald lush & withered
like a floral cherry red astonishing speechless
writing as I can slowly feel blurred grandeur
scattering like beats of fascinatingĀ interlaced criminal
minds that perennial fragile skin
are higher then late nights caught in the rain
inhaling tender languor

I am fading
everything is complicated
I am becoming all the things
I'v always hated
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3BFkSmqhLWk
 
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