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we lerned how to play,
one letter at a time or
they gets stuck.

badly.
Please make up your mind
You have many to choose from
Don't settle for me
I'm not a charity case
I'm just choice a,b or c
if the ocean would carry me
it'll collapse under the weight of my bones
made with cement and steel
and the burden each brick owns

witness the waves howler and scream
just like the heart caged in my chest
blood bubbling around the muscle
surging with every beat and protest

the bottom of the sea may be quiet
like my tongue folded neatly in my mouth
though feral beasts deep within
choke with pressure more than i can count

the ocean and i are seperate
both flowers from different gardens
one ephemeral, one wilting before your eyes
but both's head tilting up to the heavens

sorrowful eyes, swirling, storm awakening
chaos mingling betwixt water and blood
ravid souls in dire need of feeding
cursed and blessed by god

i wonder if i could carry the ocean
within just the corners of my palm
i and the ocean - we are one
a catastrophe after the calm
i love the ocean. it makes you feel a lot of things.
in my deepest
exhale
i found the
weight i carried
float away
from me
and now
i can finally
breathe
Your voice, haunting
A dark forest in the night,
rooted in legend.
 Jun 25 Kalliope
Manx Pragna
Love is as to a dry well,
The heart akin to the empty bucket.
I would be convinced that this is hell,
Had I not tasted of heaven.
Is this a shadow realm?
Like mirrors' reflections?
Is there someone like myself?
Aching & longing for one to reach out?
True in their intentions?
 Jun 25 Kalliope
Zywa
Express
 Jun 25 Kalliope
Zywa
I think more
with feelings
than with thoughts of you

Your silent closeness
without contact
my desire

to be with you unfolds
in my soul and floats
around me with happiness

I want to experience everything
with you, but swimming with dolphins
and the Northern Lights in the south

are not as special to me
as sleeping together, eating, watching
and expressing what is touching us
Collection "It takes a lot of tries to make a début"
 Jun 25 Kalliope
kind hands
i think we got it wrong
when we think of strong

for its not a mind
that thinks of me and mine

or controlled
by need or greed

its one thats gone inside
and dissolved all internal needs
and turns towards the world
with hearts and hands of kind
 Jun 25 Kalliope
kind hands
too much honey
don't feel right

these scars
are warm

and they're shapin
the night

breathe deep
shake n fight
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