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toby-francis
toby-francis
Young professional. Habitual writer. Emotional binger.
Wrap your arms around me Stop the tide from breaking me apart And hold together My separating limbs As they loose from their settings Keep me steady Between your beating heart As skin sparks a current And I feel a shiver from mine to yours Hold breaths and sigh Shaken tremblings from a tested self Let loose as it unravels beneath you And the quiver of our meeting Tickles tips of toes and tongues and hands
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Sep 16, 2015
Sep 16, 2015 at 6:31 AM UTC
Wrap
LOVE I want to love With abandon Unafraid of the pain of rejection With a childish hope I want to stretch out my arms And not fear the darkness Into which I reach I want to love Like my mother Who's furrowed brow and greying hair Are evidences of her affections And cares for the ones She released upon the world With a fierceness And a fire Burning and passionate And uncontrolled Which hurts just as often as it heals I want to love As many people as possible And all at once I want to hold them all In an embrace that expresses The unspoken sorries I have And care Too much For far too many Even as the care like a tidal wave Floods my wild heart And lungs With worry I want to love Unbidden Without restraint With open palms that are sweaty and shaking But willing To connect and collide So that my fingers are so intertwined With others that I cannot see where I begin And then I'll know That I have loved
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Sep 7, 2015
Sep 7, 2015 at 6:57 AM UTC
Have loved.
Take it All of it Like dogs to a bone Tear me to pieces Leave nothing behind Keep it all to yourself And fight for the scraps Of what's left of me Cut deep Slice me open Drain out life From my open wounds Try and capture it Bottled fragments of my being Ignore the screaming I'll be silent soon enough Severe me From mine Till every limb's detached And you can have one each And maybe then be satisfied Having finally destroyed My form for your own pleasure Not enough You will find The taste of me will linger But what you have wont last Long enough to sustain the hunger You'll need more Soon enough So leave behind my bones And take to the skies In search of another weary soul Circle wide and be patient As their knees give in you will witness Their spirit escape them too
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Sep 1, 2015
Sep 1, 2015 at 4:42 AM UTC
TAKE.