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Sayer Apr 2013
your warm arms are
my fire in my

Elysian Fields
A.M
Sayer Apr 2013
send me flowers and a cake go ahead now
how the weather can ch
ang e the mood in the blink of an eye
in the milky snow flowing down i know tomorrow
as seventeen and perhaps a gift from the long black haired girl
and to the other birthday girl red trees and broken guitars

teach me how to play and then we can talk a little more in person

there's a melting *** of four four real three there and one that way
across the screen and slipping away inside of this bashing head to the desk
godfuckingdamnit i get so upset)
see me the three can talk into my ear and when they grace my environment
i sit and listen a whistle and shiver to a cold sweat
what can attract them all the fourth is the first i know that the fourth is first
but i don't breathe it like the others

The four Goddesses (et numerum Nympha

but number three can be crossed out at this seventeen moment
i no longer care i no longer see what she could do for me

(decree of humanity and self worth:
I was hungry so I Ate
I was Thirsty so I drank
I was tired so I slept)

that's it that's really ******* it isn't it
ha a laugh a ha

how can i do this naked spring ******* the cold winter
twisting and ******* turning
godfuckingdamnit
the snow is going to destruct me

(but the fourth girl the girl across the screen through the Universe to the void and flying through the stars is enough and she's first i know she's first like always as usual i can do this
I'm sad and its my birthday tomorrow and her birthday tomorrow and I can't stop thinking about everyone who I love. I should be overcome with happiness but I'm confused.
Sayer Apr 2013
riding my
ow
-nwate
r
f
a
l
l
faster to the surface of the tilling ocean
ride my roll
roll my ride
in a few months you might va
n(ishinside
the flowing sea
of the people
and the
earth
the moment cracks through the snow
cake and candlesthin
gs are goi
ng to
&iknow;
it)
g
o my wa
y
Haven't written a poem in a few days. So, yeah.
Sayer Apr 2013
in a dreamless midnight someway
i wish i were you

as powerful as it would be perhaps
i wouldn't be able to love Me in your mantra anyway
Short
Sayer Apr 2013
rightful stone explode and then be regrown
shock all night then we can play the day a two
as the sun beats down hot upon the pavement
looking at the cooking of cold hearted skins

again and again to be lying on the treetops
be mean be lean be everything the heart endures
live through the Blue and in time it will do
adjust repeat and center their self unto Me

to be a dust of ticking center stage

looking for a thing to keep me occupied
mine eyes look at the land far deep so wide
farthest way home backest way across the hill
across the Universe song and tall i Sing:

Yes forgotten bridge and bowl make two
I wrote this for my Latin Lit class. Tried writing in hendecasyllabic, but I'm pretty sure I failed. Oh well, I still like this anyway. Thanks, Catullus, I guess.
Sayer Apr 2013
time's T(w)oo

sweet forget blinking red

               reading aloud deserted
again
Ah
Sayer Apr 2013
we're disintegrating home
she's looking into my eyes
she feels just like Summer

time to pleasure the Rising
let the words flow into blood
the blood is what spells love is what is anything really

Summer is a time for pleasant beings
retracted and disillusioned Trees
apples and berries everywhere oranges abundant

all of this World is her's to keep
she just need to dance her eyes over the doubts
that tell her inside that she needs to follow everyone else into oblivion

since she's more than that i know I can tell her that
even if i'm not worth fighting and yelling for
i won't stop fighting for her

in the end I know she's looking and thinking of me
with Summer coming home from a long journey
comes the most beautiful and an abundance of Love with an abundance of fruit and trees and

there's a time and place for everything and that's now
i know she's falling for me as I Her
because this i know was made to be
A simple love poem. It's nice to write these once and a while.
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