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aimee-is-rixon
aimee-is-rixon
Slam Poet, Metalhead, Steampunk enthusiast, successful busker and casual photographer.
Dear lover I regret to inform you that I cannot refer to you as my lover any longer. Not for lack of wanting, but for lack of love See, two people can be together without love Two people start out without love and may progress into it But that was never going to be the case for us. I cannot refer to you as my lover because we are not lovers; We may have *** but we do not make love Because to make love you need to have love Have the intention for love. Love making makes love and love allows for love making. Dear lover I've realised now that you were never going to love me. It was never in your intentions to love me Nor to make love to me; I can't even remember an instance when you called me lover. Perhaps the name was implanted within me because I had the intention of love I was ready for your love and love making But you didn't want to write me any letters. Dear lover I regret to inform you that your lack of letters has meant I was unaware of your lack of intentions And I fear I may have fallen And might want to call you my lover forever Signed, a lover of non existent letters.
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Aug 31, 2015
Aug 31, 2015 at 5:45 AM UTC
Letters
Never fall for a musician Because even once they're out of your life Their songs will still get stuck in your head And it will break you Again
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Jun 22, 2015
Jun 22, 2015 at 4:42 AM UTC
Their Songs
I made holes Inside myself Bigger than the holes That you created Inside me
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Apr 27, 2015
Apr 27, 2015 at 6:12 AM UTC
Inside Me
Tonight, I write in blue I write with a thick marker on thin paper I press hard onto the page And make the ink run; Make it bleed beneath the cover A stain A bruise. Tonight, I write in blue When I normally write in red I scrape my letters together And force them into words With sharp edges Sharper tongue. Tonight, you make me write in blue. You make me blue When we used to be red.
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Apr 23, 2015
Apr 23, 2015 at 11:45 PM UTC
You Make Me Blue
Palm of hand touching hair touching cheek touching you for the first time Lend me your hips like a sweet favor I will teach this body rhythm and the music of us will echo into the bricked walls, syncing together melodies of contact, electrical wire sparking in this blood, your heart beating its way out of chest, the softness, a catalyst for fire, I almost swear I can hear the air particles kissing, speaking, they are singing, closer, closer "gravity, is working against me" the dark means nothing without a glow under covers and wrinkled sheets holding us eager, silent learning, don't let go just yet, we are falling, falling further into each other, "just keep me where the light is."
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Apr 19, 2015
Apr 19, 2015 at 9:22 PM UTC
Gravity
I want you to love me like sand. I want you to find me in your pockets A week after you've been to the beach. I want to fill your hourglass And pour myself out To count our time apart. I want you to build castles From my shattered pieces; To build a temple From this ruined frame. I want you to make me hotter than I've ever been; To touch me with pressure so hard I turn to glass. I want you. I want you. I want you.
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Mar 21, 2015
Mar 21, 2015 at 5:20 AM UTC
Love Me Like Sand
I see galaxies in your eyes But I fear they’re made up of stars Other stars More stars More than just me.
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Mar 13, 2015
Mar 13, 2015 at 3:56 AM UTC
Your Eyes
He traced maps on my back with the tips of his fingers as if I was the whole world
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Mar 2, 2015
Mar 2, 2015 at 9:14 AM UTC
Maps
Under the watchful gaze of two suns I lean in to kiss your dry lips. Technicolor fissures in Space - hold onto me        every different lifetime leads me back to you and comes circle - The Earth tips like the time you spilled cardamom in the *** brownies making love sour for a week        We made sense sometimes; even in this parallel universe - where moons kiss and galaxies weep - We burned into the heart, moments inverse and our souls steadied the pace.        Dripping stardust and covered in Love- it's understood.  We are never apart - Always One. But I bait my breath each time I'm born letting go only - when I hold your hand again.
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Jan 18, 2015
Jan 18, 2015 at 5:56 AM UTC
Twin Flame