delaney-marie - Hello Poetry

& just like that, I knew exactly who I was meant to be. - Your Mommy

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Jul 19, 2020

Jul 19, 2020 at 7:28 PM UTC

& just like that, I knew exactly who I was meant to be. - Your Mommy

I never knew how broken I was until you began fixing me. A certain understanding of my flawed past was all you needed to repair what those before you had left in ruins. Your hands cradling my fragile heart, while fingers trace every crack with care. Your lips pouring unconditional affection into my deepest wounds, while the rest of my body floods with unfamiliar emotion. I never knew how silent I was until you wanted to hear me. The manner in which your tongue pulls uncomfortable conversation from my mouth is supernatural. Your ears begging me to free my mind, while your eyes show me that you deserve my innermost thoughts. Your voice echoes promises I swear to keep, while the barriers of communication fall to the ground where they belong. I never knew how loved I could be until you started loving me. Real love without expiration was a reality that I didn’t know existed. You’ve taken each scar and you’ve kissed it. Your skin all over mine longing to heal time, while instant vulnerability slowly reassures our compatibility. Your soul illuminates the rough roads in my body while on a journey towards a place neither of us have traveled. You walk along my construction zoned streets, towards a new beginning, in route to our forever, while excavating new ways to love me, always.

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Mar 28, 2015

Mar 28, 2015 at 3:40 PM UTC

Under Construction

I never knew how broken I was until you began fixing me. A certain understanding of my flawed past was all you needed to repair what those before you had left in ruins. Your hands cradling my fragile heart, while fingers trace every crack with care. Your lips pouring unconditional affection into my deepest wounds, while the rest of my body floods with unfamiliar emotion. I never knew how silent I was until you wanted to hear me. The manner in which your tongue pulls uncomfortable conversation from my mouth is supernatural. Your ears begging me to free my mind, while your eyes show me that you deserve my innermost thoughts. Your voice echoes promises I swear to keep, while the barriers of communication fall to the ground where they belong. I never knew how loved I could be until you started loving me. Real love without expiration was a reality that I didn’t know existed. You’ve taken each scar and you’ve kissed it. Your skin all over mine longing to heal time, while instant vulnerability slowly reassures our compatibility. Your soul illuminates the rough roads in my body while on a journey towards a place neither of us have traveled. You walk along my construction zoned streets, towards a new beginning, in route to our forever, while excavating new ways to love me, always.

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I want to see the way I look through your eyes. I want to hear the way my laugh sounds through your ears. I want to smell the perfume on my neck through your nose. I want to taste every kiss I've given you through your tongue. I want to touch myself using nothing but your hands. All because I need to find a reason as to how I could set the most beautiful fire to your senses yet it still wasn't enough.

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Feb 25, 2015

Feb 25, 2015 at 1:34 AM UTC

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I want to see the way I look through your eyes. I want to hear the way my laugh sounds through your ears. I want to smell the perfume on my neck through your nose. I want to taste every kiss I've given you through your tongue. I want to touch myself using nothing but your hands. All because I need to find a reason as to how I could set the most beautiful fire to your senses yet it still wasn't enough.

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I was drunk the night I poured my heart out to you... purposefully. I needed you to hear every word without a filter and feel each line without reigns. I begged you to listen to every crack in my voice and absorb each line of intoxicated poetry that spewed from my lips. I wanted you to understand that these combinations of nouns, verbs, and adjectives were the most honest sentences I had ever spoken. While anticipating a reply, I drifted into sleep without warning. Two weeks later and I still cannot remember your response to my love letter because unfortunately... I was drunk the night I poured my heart out to you.

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Feb 25, 2015

Feb 25, 2015 at 1:33 AM UTC

A.A.

I was drunk the night I poured my heart out to you... purposefully. I needed you to hear every word without a filter and feel each line without reigns. I begged you to listen to every crack in my voice and absorb each line of intoxicated poetry that spewed from my lips. I wanted you to understand that these combinations of nouns, verbs, and adjectives were the most honest sentences I had ever spoken. While anticipating a reply, I drifted into sleep without warning. Two weeks later and I still cannot remember your response to my love letter because unfortunately... I was drunk the night I poured my heart out to you.

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I demand all of you; each and every part The good because I deserve it The bad because I can handle it So give me you. Without hesitation, without regret, without knowing why it feels so **** good to be wrapped in my arms. Free yourself in my captivity Let your heart escape the confines of mediocre love Surrender all of who you are, all of who you dare to be and I promise the only regret you'll ever have is not doing it sooner.

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Feb 25, 2015

Feb 25, 2015 at 1:31 AM UTC

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I demand all of you; each and every part The good because I deserve it The bad because I can handle it So give me you. Without hesitation, without regret, without knowing why it feels so **** good to be wrapped in my arms. Free yourself in my captivity Let your heart escape the confines of mediocre love Surrender all of who you are, all of who you dare to be and I promise the only regret you'll ever have is not doing it sooner.

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We were always warned about obvious danger. Like wearing your seatbelt, looking both ways before crossing the street, and taking candy from strangers. Never about the danger that creeps in and refuses to leave. Never about the danger that only life experience can bring. Never about the danger that fills our minds each and every day. What I really wish I was warned about is the type of love that consumes all that you are. That's what's really dangerous. You're dangerous.. & candy from strangers seems a lot safer than my heart in your hands.

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Jun 9, 2014

Jun 9, 2014 at 3:40 PM UTC

Candy From Strangers

We were always warned about obvious danger. Like wearing your seatbelt, looking both ways before crossing the street, and taking candy from strangers. Never about the danger that creeps in and refuses to leave. Never about the danger that only life experience can bring. Never about the danger that fills our minds each and every day. What I really wish I was warned about is the type of love that consumes all that you are. That's what's really dangerous. You're dangerous.. & candy from strangers seems a lot safer than my heart in your hands.

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I wish I wasn't in love with you.

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Jan 14, 2014

Jan 14, 2014 at 11:25 PM UTC

11:11 p.m.

I wish I wasn't in love with you.

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Undress... your mind. Expose your explicit thoughts. Bare your soul's deepest secrets. Uncover your darkest sins. Scatter each insecurity outside of these bedroom walls. Leave every fear to die on the cold floor. Unmask your make-up free face. Show off your natural glow. Strut your never-ending legs. Flaunt each curve as your shadow glides across the candlelit room. Unveil every inch of skin he was too busy to kiss. Undress... you're mine.

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Jan 7, 2014

Jan 7, 2014 at 3:01 AM UTC

**** (He Said)

Undress... your mind. Expose your explicit thoughts. Bare your soul's deepest secrets. Uncover your darkest sins. Scatter each insecurity outside of these bedroom walls. Leave every fear to die on the cold floor. Unmask your make-up free face. Show off your natural glow. Strut your never-ending legs. Flaunt each curve as your shadow glides across the candlelit room. Unveil every inch of skin he was too busy to kiss. Undress... you're mine.

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i held on as long as I did for one reason and one reason only... you were the single most beautiful being in my life worth writing about. now the inkwell of my soul has slowly run out of beautiful words and unfathomable metaphors. now the inkwell of my soul has slowly run out of your favorite poems and my unrealistic expectations. now the inkwell of my soul has slowly run dry.

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Dec 27, 2013

Dec 27, 2013 at 1:53 AM UTC

the misinterpretation of empty inspiration

i held on as long as I did for one reason and one reason only... you were the single most beautiful being in my life worth writing about. now the inkwell of my soul has slowly run out of beautiful words and unfathomable metaphors. now the inkwell of my soul has slowly run out of your favorite poems and my unrealistic expectations. now the inkwell of my soul has slowly run dry.

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The birds, the bees, the flowers, and the trees; we are all of these. We are nature- the creative wonders encompassed in a dark world. We are the free flying hummingbirds whose wings flutter ever so lightly. We are the bumblebees always in search of pure gold dust. We are the flowers that bloom each May and die every December. We are the roots, the leaves, the branches, and the berries of the trees growing in your backyard. We are all of these, how long we were fool’d. The planets, the galaxy, the stars, and the cosmic energy; we are all of these. We are the universe- the owners of rented space and borrowed time. We are the spinning planets giving glory to the sun. We are the galaxy sharing the same name as our favorite candy bar. We are the stars that are wished upon by countless hopeless romantics. We are the force, the colors, the radiance, and the chemical reactions of the cosmic energy your soul emits. We are all of these, how long we were fool’d. The rusty bridges, the flooded valleys, the polluted air, and the sketchy back alleys; we are all of these. We are eyesores – the blemishes surrounded by the unexplained beauty. We are the bridges blistered by acid rain and pigeon waste. We are the valleys, lost in wondrous mountains that are immersed in water. We are the air filled with gaseous atoms that hide beneath cumulous clouds. We are the homeless, the litter, the stray cats, and the flickering lights of the back alley in your glamorous city. We are all of these, how long you were fool’d. We have embodied the good, the bad, and the ugly. We have embraced the magnificent, the imperfect, and all that is in between.

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Dec 9, 2013

Dec 9, 2013 at 12:30 AM UTC

Fool'd

The birds, the bees, the flowers, and the trees; we are all of these. We are nature- the creative wonders encompassed in a dark world. We are the free flying hummingbirds whose wings flutter ever so lightly. We are the bumblebees always in search of pure gold dust. We are the flowers that bloom each May and die every December. We are the roots, the leaves, the branches, and the berries of the trees growing in your backyard. We are all of these, how long we were fool’d. The planets, the galaxy, the stars, and the cosmic energy; we are all of these. We are the universe- the owners of rented space and borrowed time. We are the spinning planets giving glory to the sun. We are the galaxy sharing the same name as our favorite candy bar. We are the stars that are wished upon by countless hopeless romantics. We are the force, the colors, the radiance, and the chemical reactions of the cosmic energy your soul emits. We are all of these, how long we were fool’d. The rusty bridges, the flooded valleys, the polluted air, and the sketchy back alleys; we are all of these. We are eyesores – the blemishes surrounded by the unexplained beauty. We are the bridges blistered by acid rain and pigeon waste. We are the valleys, lost in wondrous mountains that are immersed in water. We are the air filled with gaseous atoms that hide beneath cumulous clouds. We are the homeless, the litter, the stray cats, and the flickering lights of the back alley in your glamorous city. We are all of these, how long you were fool’d. We have embodied the good, the bad, and the ugly. We have embraced the magnificent, the imperfect, and all that is in between.

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