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Aurelia Apr 27
stay awake with me tonight
we're under the same sky, you know
you don't care though
let the moon watch, you say
you've never minded midnight eyes
I hate the feeling though
don't touch me, I cry
the soft light stings
stroking my skin
I grow tired of
midnight lies
so go to sleep then,
I'll travel on my own.
I walk along the edge of the world
but I'll always end up back where I began,
wishing for your warm body to wrap around mine,
alone under the covers where I hide from the moon
lashes
Aurelia Mar 20
clay animated by the mercies of God
the tendrils of life woven finely by grace
led by the staff and punished by the rod
one last mercy we receive: to leave this place
Aurelia Feb 7
though you are the sun
bright and full of energy
you do not scorch me
with your fiery gaze

instead i stand silently
beneath you in serenity
while you warm my lips up softly
as i face your light and bloom
lashes
Aurelia Feb 7
i breathe you in
i cough you up
your smoke is in my lungs
nicotine
you poison me
i cannot get enough

there is nothing i want more
than for your flames to pull me in
there is nothing i want more
than to dive in for a swim

there is nothing i want more
than to be that for which you yearn
there is nothing i want more
than to see the forest burn

beautiful
like the winter air
beautiful
like an autumn day
beautiful because
you don't care
so beautiful,
want it anyway

fingertips pressing
into the flame
feeding it
my flesh and soul
its my fault
i love the pain
melt me down to
make me whole

beautiful
like a summers past
beautiful
like a bright spring day
beautiful
but we won't last
so beautiful
want you anyway
lashes
Aurelia Feb 7
less than is useful
but more than i should
how i wish that i could,
how i wish that i could

spy the midnight scowl
through the fools golden leaves
hear the dark moon's howl
as the fireflies grieve
and together we'll float
in a boat
down the stream,
and i'll do what i please
yes, i'll do what i please

less than is useful
but more than we should
how i wish that we could
how i wish that we could

let it never be said
that to love proves you're good
but i think that we should
yes, i think that we should
Aurelia Feb 7
tired spiders
weaving their webs by rote
each hallow husk in its sunday best
attached to the cobwebs that
cover the pews of the decaying chapel
they spin and spin and spin and spin
and end up back where they begin
round and round
they wrap themselves,
encased in smooth
and shiny silk
present themselves
so god may feast
not god above,
but god below,
the Lord of the Flies
Aurelia Feb 7
my palpitant longing
it too needs air
in and out,
surging forwards,
always forwards

but every wave
will again recede
the strongest tsunami
must also breathe
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