vanish-t - Hello Poetry

a whitetail drinks to the summer leaves drifting home hear me sunshine

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Feb 19, 2016

Feb 19, 2016 at 2:12 PM UTC

a whitetail drinks to the summer leaves drifting home hear me sunshine

i will never be truly yours but for that moment your hair is warmed by a checkered sun and the courage is easy in my body like the summer doe gliding to pine's edge nose dipped to pond tasting the words before you speak i will never be as young

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Feb 8, 2016

Feb 8, 2016 at 7:26 PM UTC

a first

i will never be truly yours but for that moment your hair is warmed by a checkered sun and the courage is easy in my body like the summer doe gliding to pine's edge nose dipped to pond tasting the words before you speak i will never be as young

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there's elegies in your throat you'd sing love to sea march lead to the shore leave a tundra for us to stand terre smooth mahogany

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Dec 3, 2015

Dec 3, 2015 at 5:50 PM UTC

on this rock

there's elegies in your throat you'd sing love to sea march lead to the shore leave a tundra for us to stand terre smooth mahogany

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it's three winters late when you feed his sweater into the fire's maw. the yarn blackening to the satisfied crackle of wood. we signal the sky smoky contrails reaching sand to horizon. someone, phone the medic i think her heart is breaking

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Oct 8, 2015

Oct 8, 2015 at 5:24 PM UTC

bonfire burial

it's three winters late when you feed his sweater into the fire's maw. the yarn blackening to the satisfied crackle of wood. we signal the sky smoky contrails reaching sand to horizon. someone, phone the medic i think her heart is breaking

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at the top of clouds sits perching heavens each gape in whitedust breaks the raging sun hot as a devil's glare scattering the angels scalding our eden

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Sep 4, 2015

Sep 4, 2015 at 12:48 PM UTC

great leap

at the top of clouds sits perching heavens each gape in whitedust breaks the raging sun hot as a devil's glare scattering the angels scalding our eden

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your love was a single daffodil plucked bashful and gifted tough to promise and to keep and to grow it lived from the rainy windowsill swayed to midnight playlists inched towards your voice but it was just a single daffodil-- it's petals still bent in the shower and it was only promised until your breath came loveless and wild, it was kept only until you told me we had grown apart

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Aug 4, 2015

Aug 4, 2015 at 3:00 AM UTC

daffodil

your love was a single daffodil plucked bashful and gifted tough to promise and to keep and to grow it lived from the rainy windowsill swayed to midnight playlists inched towards your voice but it was just a single daffodil-- it's petals still bent in the shower and it was only promised until your breath came loveless and wild, it was kept only until you told me we had grown apart

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the age of your fingers touched to mine span lifetimes for us to expire we'd go out like plasma arched to the sun's curves

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Mar 15, 2015

Mar 15, 2015 at 10:28 PM UTC

first contact

the age of your fingers touched to mine span lifetimes for us to expire we'd go out like plasma arched to the sun's curves

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a jay native blue squeals ugly pushing sleep pillowfirst against the grave-car and into another dawn

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Mar 14, 2015

Mar 14, 2015 at 6:25 PM UTC

6:17 am

a jay native blue squeals ugly pushing sleep pillowfirst against the grave-car and into another dawn

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the little things you tried in darkness-- we'll forget our steps and flowers to our left.

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Feb 20, 2015

Feb 20, 2015 at 4:59 PM UTC

maize mazes

the little things you tried in darkness-- we'll forget our steps and flowers to our left.

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we should get lost in europe dreaming empires trespassing painters' homes you'll mona-lisa smile and i'll measure the shoplifted hearts in foreign time zones

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Jan 11, 2015

Jan 11, 2015 at 11:10 PM UTC

it's nice this time of year

we should get lost in europe dreaming empires trespassing painters' homes you'll mona-lisa smile and i'll measure the shoplifted hearts in foreign time zones

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