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ohmyblossom
ohmyblossom
could you have known / blossoms are my joy / / oh, gardener tell me / blossoms are my joy
i saw you but once it wasn't love just sheer curiosity and i was peaked about to take a deep eternal vow to remain clean and you were the last of desire i'd seen
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Jan 19, 2016
Jan 19, 2016 at 3:13 AM UTC
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you want me to do what i can't do and thats true when you think like that too but what is love when love cant be loved and the love you loved was unloved so i took my love and made some true love but do not love my true love for it might love love, too much...
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Aug 24, 2015
Aug 24, 2015 at 7:16 PM UTC
what is love
last night you swayed back and forth mumbling towards north in a dream like state i tried to embrace you struggled bit the pillowcase stars were scarred by the torment in your heart and the universe cried for a holy verse...
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Jun 19, 2015
Jun 19, 2015 at 11:24 AM UTC
turmoil
i stuck my finger in her clouds she roared my hydration, said i was impatient now i lick her leaves, bit of left over water beads solar condensation, giggled saturation i clasped her trunk, fingerprints sunk she says ive got her bark drunk
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Jun 17, 2015
Jun 17, 2015 at 5:00 AM UTC
bark
i camped out all night just to catch sight of your morning yawn calling on the break of dawn do not think i did not see the moons reluctancy to leave or the suns lustrous grin at your appeased skin if i asked your name would you push me away to be your friend, i aim i will wait forever and a day oh, please tell me your name my thoughts exclaim
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Jun 15, 2015
Jun 15, 2015 at 10:49 AM UTC
dawn
i wondered. yonder. expectant of nothing. til i spot something. i stared in ecstasy at an unnamed beauty of unfashioned soil. there she lie, whispering to fertilized buds, in an envious abandonment to the melody of winged flowers making love.
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Jun 15, 2015
Jun 15, 2015 at 5:07 AM UTC
stalk
"he loves me, she loves me not                               she loves me, he loves me not"                       petals                       fall                  down                      tears                  cry                    loud   "she loves me, he loves me not                                 he loves me, she loves me not"
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Jun 15, 2015
Jun 15, 2015 at 4:34 AM UTC
petals
see me see you white stain black flame shades of race win lose craze he's pink she's blue see me see you slice away skin dig deep within veins organs system blood same.
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May 11, 2015
May 11, 2015 at 4:39 AM UTC
foreign vein
I met her once a little, blind girl who had let me inside her wonderful world. Yes, she couldn't see, the girl with eyes bright. Yet, she loved her world like she never lost her sight. She heard the music of the breeze that blew. The love for her world, it only grew. She acquainted me with that music she heard, from the buzz of the bees to the chirping of the birds. Yes, she couldn't see the wonders of life. Yet, she smiled without a sign of strife. She had beautiful eyes filled with wonder. I stood speechless and thought how could God make such a blunder? She danced and sang with a graceful twirl. How she loved her life the little, blind girl. She smiled and laughed, her face filled with joy. With wonder in her eyes, she was serene, yet coy. She felt her world beneath her tiny fingers and on me left a mark that would forever linger. Yes, she couldn't see the life that she felt. Yet, she never showed the sorrow that she dealt. Her world was dark. Yet,  she saw the Earth's true form pure and raw. Yes, she let me in. But I couldn't overstay. So, I excused myself politely and quietly walked away. I had met her once a little girl who couldn't see. Yes, she was a child but the happiest there could ever be
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Oct 27, 2014
Oct 27, 2014 at 10:46 AM UTC
The Little, Blind Girl
She's an alphabet artist she paints in words, from a palette of adjectives, nouns and verbs, the landscape she finds in the folds of her mind she exhibits in volumes of verse.
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Oct 22, 2014
Oct 22, 2014 at 10:47 AM UTC
Alphabet artist.