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Teabags filled with starlight Steeping in soberness at the very prospect of reality Drinking in divine essence that culminates to iridescence Each hue thrown across the surface of the liquid at a light's assault The aroma of the cosmos filling the senses Burning out as quickly as any shooting star Erupting in a massive supernova that one would miss at a closed eye And darkness paints the past like a starless night But an inkling of hope is made prominent by the sunrise.
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Dec 19, 2017
Dec 19, 2017 at 12:39 PM UTC
Explosion of Stars.
Locks glitter in the morning light As a peaceful expression washes over a sleeping face And thick blankets drape over a naked form Sculpted from white Glittering marble Eyelashes laden with starlight That illuminates oceanic eyes Holding a depth in irises And a world of dreams One which the watcher wouldn't mind getting lost in A marvelous mind weaving dreams into breath-taking tapestry Lips kissed by rose petals And skin smelling of flowery fragrance Tongue tasting of honey and sugar The sun's rays braided into strands of hair That falls messily onto the cloud-like pillow And a smile passes over features Softening eyes and spreading warmth A flicker of a flame In the other's chest At witnessing the otherworldly essence and appearance Of such a lovely being.
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Dec 19, 2017
Dec 19, 2017 at 12:33 PM UTC
Dawn Ramblings.
A darkening sky covers an expansive forest in a dreamy blanket As two lovers lay Surrounded by flowers emitting the sweetest scent A fragrance so intoxicating to the two Though not as strong as gentle kisses That make the hearts soar Drunk off of affection And stumbling through sleep As suddenly stars descend from above Flickering among the two Shining like a supernova Before drifting off Gazes caught in awe at the display That illuminates skin As lips connect for another kiss The action being an explosion itself.
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Dec 8, 2017
Dec 8, 2017 at 1:19 PM UTC
Meadow at Midnight.
Stealing light touches in the early morning Brushing fingers over sleeves And dipping under star-ladden fabric That twinkles with every ruffle and tug As it's pulled aside to reveal skin composed of galaxy swirls An iridescent palette In softening eyes Changing from blossoms of pink To hibiscus blue And lavender purple Encompassing shades from every flower As hair woven from silk is mussed by fingers Supple kisses are taken Without warning Sending sparks flying between Igniting ardor for every brush of skin Though the two must break away For the sand dripping in the hourglass Uncaring of the meagre time the lovers have Cues for the ending of a morning Filled with longing.
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Dec 8, 2017
Dec 8, 2017 at 9:45 AM UTC
Stealing Mornings.
I ache to think of when the sun rises Because once the light hits the surface of your window Scattering rays in abstract patterns And beautiful, glittering gold The toll bells for me to leave Though I don't wish to go I'd much rather stay and watch the way The morning light pools over your shoulders And lean in and kiss the soft skin Glowing amber I'd much rather listen to your pulse Slow and steady by sleep Wondering if your dreams Are any bit of sweet or wonderful as you I wonder if they star me in them Though I can't be all that interesting No, perhaps what you dream about Is something I can never comprehend After all, what a beautiful mind you have And I've taken refuge in it Somehow I managed to snag a small space And occupy a bit of your time And every moment I'm with you makes me curse the ticking of every clock As each second that dawns closer to morning Signals my departure But until then I'll watch the golden threads Weaving through your hair Touching your locks and making you appear As breathtaking as any otherworldly being As I chuckle to think that perhaps you are, in fact, from another world How else would you be the miracle you are Managing to like someone like me Who really isn't worth the time of day With your spools of gold that make up your mind Glittering with every thought that acts as a match to light your passions And I love to watch you come alight with excitement Overjoyed At whatever topic you speak about For the words you say tumble out like soft music notes Almost visible through the air as they hit my ears And ever so pleasant to listen to And the determination that makes up your skin Sculpted from marble Smooth and slick Yet still hardened from life Is something my fingers desire to run across And polish with affection As you shine in contentment And defend in opposition And the delicate way your hands move As you cup my cheek Never have I been deserving of such careful treatment And the way your eyes are made from a drop of every ocean imaginable Culminating into a blend of blues and greens Drowning me in awe As your gaze lands on me And the way the red of your cheeks Is similar to roses Coveted and admired And the heart of yours I've somehow stolen Even if it's only for a moment And I doubt I have all of it But even the tiny shards I've managed to caress I'm grateful for Is made from the light of stars and quietude of the night Cosmic fibers weaving it together With drops of the sun to make it glow And dipped in the moon to make it shine Even in the darkness So I'll still kiss you when the morning comes Reminiscing of all the extraordinary things about you That I've somehow gotten to see And the feeling of longing will leave me The moment you kiss me back Because mornings only last so long But nights can be infinite.
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Dec 7, 2017
Dec 7, 2017 at 10:28 PM UTC
Thoughts at Dawn.
I ache to think of when the sun rises Because once the light hits the surface of your window Scattering rays in abstract patterns And beautiful, glittering gold The toll bells for me to leave Though I don't wish to go I'd much rather stay and watch the way The morning light pools over your shoulders And lean in and kiss the soft skin Glowing amber I'd much rather listen to your pulse Slow and steady by sleep Wondering if your dreams Are any bit of sweet or wonderful as you I wonder if they star me in them Though I can't be all that interesting No, perhaps what you dream about Is something I can never comprehend After all, what a beautiful mind you have And I've taken refuge in it Somehow I managed to snag a small space And occupy a bit of your time And every moment I'm with you makes me curse the ticking of every clock As each second that dawns closer to morning Signals my departure But until then I'll watch the golden threads Weaving through your hair Touching your locks and making you appear As breathtaking as any otherworldly being As I chuckle to think that perhaps you are, in fact, from another world How else would you be the miracle you are Managing to like someone like me Who really isn't worth the time of day With your spools of gold that make up your mind Glittering with every thought that acts as a match to light your passions And I love to watch you come alight with excitement Overjoyed At whatever topic you speak about For the words you say tumble out like soft music notes Almost visible through the air as they hit my ears And ever so pleasant to listen to And the determination that makes up your skin Sculpted from marble Smooth and slick Yet still hardened from life Is something my fingers desire to run across And polish with affection As you shine in contentment And defend in opposition And the delicate way your hands move As you cup my cheek Never have I been deserving of such careful treatment And the way your eyes are made from a drop of every ocean imaginable Culminating into a blend of blues and greens Drowning me in awe As your gaze lands on me And the way the red of your cheeks Is similar to roses Coveted and admired And the heart of yours I've somehow stolen Even if it's only for a moment And I doubt I have all of it But even the tiny shards I've managed to caress I'm grateful for Is made from the light of stars and quietude of the night Cosmic fibers weaving it together With drops of the sun to make it glow And dipped in the moon to make it shine Even in the darkness So I'll still kiss you when the morning comes Reminiscing of all the extraordinary things about you That I've somehow gotten to see And the feeling of longing will leave me The moment you kiss me back Because mornings only last so long But nights can be infinite.
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