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eth-sykes
Across the blue maze, a poem uttered; it's like i'm sleepwalking.
spine numbs along the palm of my hands they say love is contradiction and I'm epically sinking containing my heart within, breathing under your skin under the sea I'm afraid to flow I'm blinded by the brightness of the crystal waves the sunset forms you're planting pieces of you within me and I'm watering them I don't mind breathing the air as long you're their -I'm already floating- shifting to paradise reality is the fiction for now the image is leaking letters are flying of the book possessing us the main characters are flesh and blood skin to skin
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Aug 17, 2014
Aug 17, 2014 at 6:33 PM UTC
not fiction
Her sophisticated soul exhibited in the mind of a goddess cursed with your spells got a dark cloud composing my thoughts, and it happened of how beautifully the moonlight kisses that darkness Killed me with your knife but I knew your touch is so gentle and I've died happy between your arms you spelled words like heaven that I longed to feel them against my lips thought you were part of my reality turned out that you belong to my dreams darling There behind the ocean Hearing your heartbeats rhyming with the waves Creating a symphony of a life time A scene worth capturing, hanged on the wall of our hearts absents minds got lost -intentionally -vagueth
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Feb 22, 2014
Feb 22, 2014 at 8:07 AM UTC
Love, death and inbetween
Immense beauty at one scene that flips back into my memory I can't deny that I've adored every single bit of them. have you fell from heaven? You prefect me and I wasn't a fan of perfection But since then, I'm a perfectionist in loving you Your silent sighs are unwritten book, you kidnapped my soul through It's lines. oh those eyes, i'm drowning in that ocean, never wanting to find a way back. your waves shifts me to places I've only dreamed of. I long to your fixed silence where i study the lines of your face tracing it along against my neck. Your fingerprints are pressed against my skin but I'm bleeding. I'm prisoner inside your heart yet I can write poems between each heartbeat of yours, it won't bore me. you see my goosebumps and you crack that smile; it's a trap. how i never want to look away. you're suffocating me your words are written art just as you're one. You gaze back at me and and I feel you touching my heart; you feel like paradise as I lay between your arms. should i question paradise yet? I ran away to the sound of your voice where my body sleeps, I ran away with the touch of your lips , where my mind floats. you make love in sin-cere ways, but is it a dream or a nightmare? is it too soon to call me yours? It's 4:00 am, I woke up and no one was beside me.
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Jan 19, 2014
Jan 19, 2014 at 7:52 AM UTC
You fancy me;
If you had five seconds to spare, I’d tell you how heaven’s feel like I’d kiss you your lips so softly you wouldn’t noticed time passing You’ll poison me,and I’ll lose myself Into you Music will be our drug. I’ll play the weeknd on the stereo, and spell you poetry of how glorious you are, because I’m sure that scene would make permanent one. I’ll lie against your chest and hear your heart beats and sing on their melody you are that thin line between the contraction of light and dark A paradox of sins and pureness A cracked diamond, a perfect flaw.
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Dec 31, 2013
Dec 31, 2013 at 2:53 AM UTC
Imperfectly perfect