hnry - Hello Poetry

The day I first saw you, will be forever singed, in the deepest crevasse, of my mind. An image of you, sat across from me, in the quaint coffee shop. bolted to my brain. All other faces were blank, androids faking emotions, yet you radiated joy and life and drugged me with that intoxicating smile. Icon of attraction, an icon Ive fallen for. every time i see you - feeling, more and more disenfranchised. Why am i so fascinated with you? intrigued by every quirk, you pulsate so much beauty, even when deep in slumber. Closer to you. I want to be closer, to smell your odour - feel your body, but not while you sleep, very soon - we’ll be together as one. Fantasies flood my mind, invade my brain, of crawling into you, becoming your second skin. I hunger for you - a hunger I must satiate.

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Mar 12, 2019

Mar 12, 2019 at 5:28 PM UTC

Second Skin

The day I first saw you, will be forever singed, in the deepest crevasse, of my mind. An image of you, sat across from me, in the quaint coffee shop. bolted to my brain. All other faces were blank, androids faking emotions, yet you radiated joy and life and drugged me with that intoxicating smile. Icon of attraction, an icon Ive fallen for. every time i see you - feeling, more and more disenfranchised. Why am i so fascinated with you? intrigued by every quirk, you pulsate so much beauty, even when deep in slumber. Closer to you. I want to be closer, to smell your odour - feel your body, but not while you sleep, very soon - we’ll be together as one. Fantasies flood my mind, invade my brain, of crawling into you, becoming your second skin. I hunger for you - a hunger I must satiate.

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wandering around ***** in his blood he didn’t know where he was he didn’t care. all he knew was how far out of his reach you were and on that morning he finally realised no matter how far he tried to reach you could never be grasped.

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Dec 1, 2018

Dec 1, 2018 at 6:20 PM UTC

Morning of the 29th

wandering around ***** in his blood he didn’t know where he was he didn’t care. all he knew was how far out of his reach you were and on that morning he finally realised no matter how far he tried to reach you could never be grasped.

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the orange leaves painted the path the whipping of cold wind against skin you could tell winter was here. the warmth of the summer the brisk of the autumn that was all gone. memories of that time were to remain as just that memories. they would never be again no new experiences to have with you. but as i think of better times i can’t help but smile after everything that has been i wouldn’t change it i never could.

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Dec 1, 2018

Dec 1, 2018 at 6:19 PM UTC

October

the orange leaves painted the path the whipping of cold wind against skin you could tell winter was here. the warmth of the summer the brisk of the autumn that was all gone. memories of that time were to remain as just that memories. they would never be again no new experiences to have with you. but as i think of better times i can’t help but smile after everything that has been i wouldn’t change it i never could.

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every time i see you i don’t know how to act. i find it so awkward to be with you. i want to be with you. in your company you always make me laugh. but when my eyes lock with yours all i think of is how in love i am with you and how you don’t feel the same. each time my hearts sinks further and further down. i don’t know how to cope.

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Nov 27, 2018

Nov 27, 2018 at 1:13 PM UTC

Coping

every time i see you i don’t know how to act. i find it so awkward to be with you. i want to be with you. in your company you always make me laugh. but when my eyes lock with yours all i think of is how in love i am with you and how you don’t feel the same. each time my hearts sinks further and further down. i don’t know how to cope.

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I dreamt of you last night in the throws of my duvet lusting for one another all other thoughts escaping our minds only thinking of each other your skin touching mine our bodies moulding into one. there we were in euphoria but even i knew that it wasn’t real because we would never do that again. but as i woke all i thought was how much i was wishing it wasn’t a dream wishing it would happen again wishing to have you wanting to have you again.

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Nov 24, 2018

Nov 24, 2018 at 4:47 PM UTC

Again

I dreamt of you last night in the throws of my duvet lusting for one another all other thoughts escaping our minds only thinking of each other your skin touching mine our bodies moulding into one. there we were in euphoria but even i knew that it wasn’t real because we would never do that again. but as i woke all i thought was how much i was wishing it wasn’t a dream wishing it would happen again wishing to have you wanting to have you again.

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the cold bite of metal the piercing of flesh the rushing of blood it isn’t enough to satisfy the emptiness you left behind.

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Nov 19, 2018

Nov 19, 2018 at 5:26 PM UTC

Knife

the cold bite of metal the piercing of flesh the rushing of blood it isn’t enough to satisfy the emptiness you left behind.

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The cyan sky The brisk air The bitter taste of coffee The burning of cigarette ash The cold of your fingertips The feel of your fleece The warmth of your embrace The joy in your smile The glee in your laugh The glow of your eyes The touch of your lips The feeling of love. Happiness encapsulated but stored away in the deepest part of my mind. because I have no use for it anymore but it’s a memory I could never lose.

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Nov 19, 2018

Nov 19, 2018 at 2:29 PM UTC

Vault

The cyan sky The brisk air The bitter taste of coffee The burning of cigarette ash The cold of your fingertips The feel of your fleece The warmth of your embrace The joy in your smile The glee in your laugh The glow of your eyes The touch of your lips The feeling of love. Happiness encapsulated but stored away in the deepest part of my mind. because I have no use for it anymore but it’s a memory I could never lose.

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