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innocentvu
innocentvu
Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none. / / William Shakespeare
When I was young I dreamt of a life of fun Swimming in blue seas Running through the orchards  with glee Singing and feeling so free Then came the day you arrived Planned, contrived, disguised The day it all ended
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Dec 8, 2021
Dec 8, 2021 at 1:26 PM UTC
When I was young
The flowers fragrance was crushed by the  heavy iron of a man’s error He hugs their two little buds, distraught to be the bearer To tell them the story of how Mother Nature will now get to share her. Her garden, so beautiful and full, slowly weeps a storm so silent and violent it’s unsure if it’s own survival The forest, the trees, the scrubs, all shake their heads in denial. His  wings torn almost broken Forever frozen in the hell of heartbreak Endless days, endless nights Where their breathing alone shatters into sharp splinters leaving tears and anger to cure the road to recovery It is said that time  provide the space for us all to mend our wings, the grace and forgiveness to smile and laugh To see  joy in her  smile on their faces, the warmth of their hugs and the kindness we all know was her .
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Feb 7, 2021
Feb 7, 2021 at 9:55 AM UTC
Innocence Lost
I can feel the snow It’s frosty fingers gripping my heart Multicoloured snowflakes a la carte Another break another icicle Until you truly believe love is but a fallacy ****** me my friend with your fantasy Bring on the frenzy, the excitement, the hope But I know, you know, we all know the snow will always come
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Sep 27, 2020
Sep 27, 2020 at 1:32 PM UTC
Snow
In my heart hides a small leaking hole Which is used to control and cajole I’m lulled into believing in hope Feeling light, whispers, like a Kaleidoscope Leaving me in doubt Adieu adieu adieu
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Jul 5, 2020
Jul 5, 2020 at 11:25 PM UTC
Adieu
Yes sir, master sir As she lays on the fur, her mind a blur but her voice a purr She looks upon him, sweet and innocent remaining vigilant She’s a willing participant in this game he plays She will obey, stay and sashay as this too is her foray She anticipates his touch I am yours she sighs as the heat intensives between her thighs
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Mar 24, 2020
Mar 24, 2020 at 2:09 PM UTC
Master
My love is free No vines, twines, lines or keys It simply lays there on my sleeve Reaching out in all directions In search of the ethereal tree Happiness, pleasure and peace Tagged forever in it’s crease
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Sep 18, 2019
Sep 18, 2019 at 8:56 PM UTC
Tree
My heart begins to thaw Like the mist on the river draw Butterflies wings create a stir in the air Whispering, so, do you dare? Dare I run along the ridge of the moon and fly above the stars Where the rain drops carry the musical notes of your guitar Dare I open my heart wide, let the love in. Apparently, It is the original sin Dare you You do know I am inevitable
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May 3, 2019
May 3, 2019 at 10:52 PM UTC
Inevitable
We talk about our soul How we are looking for the perfect magmatic pole Sparks that makes us whole Our bodies are simply the vessel, it houses our butterflies, our lies, our dreams and our devilish gleam Is it possible to have a soulmate? That person who makes you blush by simply giving you “that” look That person who you want to play with, laugh with, go on adventures with and of course, have wild crazy *** with Our ever after person who recognizes our soul from afar. That one person in the world who knows you better than anyone else..... instinctively Your inspiration, your joy, the smile you show the world My ever after, that person, the one whom your soul connects with on a level so deep that it is completely unexplainable, until experienced. My soul, your soul, our soul
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Apr 5, 2019
Apr 5, 2019 at 4:16 PM UTC
Soul
Why is it when you are gone that I feel this emptiness from within? Is this what it felt like for that man of tin?
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Dec 23, 2018
Dec 23, 2018 at 10:28 PM UTC
Alone
All is alive with rebirth. The heat from the golden globe in the sky dries the Water droplets glistening from the wings of the dragonfly. Souls are transferring along the silk of the spiders creation. Ah, reincarnation. Love, survival , desire, it all binds us. Superfluous, or not. It is our goal, we seek, have sought, is it all for naught? Soulmates, instinctively recognize the other. Calmness engulfs the energy,  draining any memory. Freedom to be.
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Sep 23, 2018
Sep 23, 2018 at 6:56 PM UTC
To be.