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The sun is blazing..
I still don't want to wake up from sleep..
I still want to continue my dream..
I like living in my dreams..
Although sometimes dreams are strange..
But I'm not alone in other world..
Someone always accompany me..
Both in good dreams or bad dreams..
He always be there..

May I living in my dreams for entire my life ?
May I leaving this real world ?
May I loving someone in my dreams ?
May I laughing for all this drama ?

May I ...? May I ...? May I ...?
Maybe.. Yes..
Maybe.. No..
I am vulnerable to your touch
your kiss radiates through me like no other
you set me on fire,
two bodies becoming one
you see me for me
kiss my neck and watch all my insecurities disappear
that is pure seduction
 Jan 2020 Michael Marro
Elizabeth
frozen paper dolls,
draped in filthy wallpapers,
Eyes ricocheted.
I will drag your predation  to mine
to mix it and prepare it as a perfect wine.
I will not leave your line
until I make sure that our gloom is fine.
trust this dust-path and this shrine
of our love that will always mar the sunshine.
 Jan 2020 Michael Marro
Stygian
You're a beautiful creation.
But what did they do to you?
Now you're a beautiful disaster.
What can I do?

Someone will love you but that someone's not me.
I'd rather be alone now than fall to my knees
And beg you to see, that this is real and this is me
But you cant see it so I'd rather be free.
And learn to love myself more than you could ever love me.

You're a beautiful creation.
But what did they do to you.
Now you're a beautiful disaster.
There's nothing I can do.
Sorry this is long
I lost myself at age 7.
I crawled into bed and then disappeared.
my childhood behind me—
erased.
set on fire.
all it took was one touch for it all to burn down.
no more trust.
no more love.
no more innocence.
gone.
 Jan 2020 Michael Marro
Raven
The girl in my poems,
she lives in the darkness
and never steps into the light.
I have never seen her
but I feel her when I step into the dark.
I can feel her tears when I touch her,
I can hear her quietly speaking
while she's lying in my arms.
And while she'll never come into the light
I can try to draw her with my words
'cause that's the only way
she can be seen.
I just hope that you'll see
the beautiful girl
I met in the shadows
if you look at my words.
Eternity speaks
will not be silenced
by shatter of glass nor falling rain

Eternity sees
will not be blinded
by flash of light nor midnight blackness

Eternity hears
will not be deafened
by screech of tire nor mourning's cry

Each fading pulse drops as rain on Eternity's Ear

Eternity waits
as I continue by
driving on to life undeserved

Eternity listens
to my stolen beats of heart
and borrowed years

while there, in that timeless place,
for two hearts now silent
Eternity sings
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