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 Oct 2017 Autumn Rose
PixieWee
The heat between us radiated like a boiling kettle

Skin touching skin like water in the cup

Our bodies stirred together and her eyes sparkled like white sugar

The milky moon poured it's light across her skin as the night brewed away

Her lips tasted of a strong fresh coffee

The kiss was hot but I wanted more.

~p.w
- 11/04/17
 Oct 2017 Autumn Rose
PixieWee
Heavy waters mixed with dark blue skies
I can't help thinking about her ocean eyes
Deeper than the Atlantic stretching far beyond ones soul
Stare into her eyes and she'll take you for a stroll
The spots of green breathed life so I took her by the hands
She showed me all the waters now I'd show her all the lands.

~p.w
-12/04/17
 Oct 2017 Autumn Rose
PixieWee
Clothes on the floor, Her hands on my skin

She intwined her fingers with the knots in my back

As the deep heat seeped into my skin

There was a sudden burn comforted by soft lips

The more I felt her lips the more it burnt

Her kisses burnt when our lips were one

But I continued to kiss her because I knew I wasn't done.

~p.w
11/04/17
 Oct 2017 Autumn Rose
PixieWee
Have you ever experienced the touch of death ?
I have..
Ive felt her thieving hands run through my hair.
Ive felt her abandoned palms hold my skin.
Had her frostbite fingers trace the paths  of a thousand winters across my face.
I watched as she stole everything from me.
Helplessly watching as it all disappeared.
I hid my tears amongst the April showers
Watering the flowers for the funeral in May.
The numbness of her artic touch has made my life eternally blue.
But we continue to smile because that's what life expects us to do.

~p.w
13/05/17

In memory of my Father 28/04/16
 Oct 2017 Autumn Rose
PixieWee
We gifted each other dead roses..

Light hearted kisses turned into a thirst for one another..
the type of love meant for a lover.

And in sinful desires and lust we were drenched..
The type of love that struggles to be quenched.

Her nails carved crimson chasms across my spine..
a clear visage of Red Rose vine.

Her Scarlet lips drew blood to my collar..
she was gifted with the ways of a master but was merely the scholar.

I gifted her with a lilac necklace while she gave me a rose-petal tie..
I closed my eyes blinded by an all time high.

The petals bloomed with personae on my neck..
She imprinted every move on my body until check.

We lay in the sheets like two roses wrapped in a bouquet.
Twisted as one I knew that we'd be okay.

We hid our thorns in the beauty of the moon light..
Our love slowly softened nearing midnight.

We lay there together entwined with one another..
In this life I knew we were destined for each other.

~p.w
-05/07/17
It took me forever to write this piece and I'm still unsure of it. I hope you enjoy it
 Oct 2017 Autumn Rose
PixieWee
S H A D O W   C U L T U R E


Time eroded your voice from my ears
The voice I'd hoped to hear for many more years..
Darkness's veil clouded me from your gaze
In confusion I stood for days.
My mind trapped in a conscious maze..
The lingering melancholy of what was once joy is no more
It left me in the month of four.
My Parabatai
Gone...
A long battle fought but the enemy
Won...
Do not let me suffer my fathers fate
For I want to be an old man at heavens gate.
I fear my prayers may be to late
So in the shadows I shall wait.

~ p.w
A poem written for my late father
 Oct 2017 Autumn Rose
PixieWee
They say when a swimmer dies
the heavens cry out the vast waters they swam in
Giving each raindrop a unique taste.
I’m glad the ocean was your favorite
Because as I sit here in the rain
I can lie to myself and say my tears are your oceans waves

~p.w
To my late friend Samantha Laubscher
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