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 Nov 2014 PoetWhoKnowIt
han
a.m.
 Nov 2014 PoetWhoKnowIt
han
the air outside was cold
the air inside lingered with the sweet smell of sweat and raw skin
the bed was consumed and the sheets were tossed
it's 3am and although it seems that time stands still when they're together, the snow still falls and the wind whispers secrets like he whispers in her ear 'i love you'
it's tomorrow but it still feels like the day she knew she loved him
it's 6am and he rolls over to see her bare back
fingertips to skin, lips to skin
he knows she loves when he kisses the back of her neck and runs his fingers down her body, top to bottom
naked but not vulnerable
and although so simple, she's aroused and he's invigorated and they're both in love
If my heart ever lets me love again,
I will.
But, it will have to be the kind of love that is zealous and allows me
to be a
senseless, flighty, foolish, cheeky
person
some of the time
or
I will
never
**love again.
<3
i am golden,
and i choose to dance
through this fire
even though the blazing heat
continues to scorch my skin.

each step i take
is more painful than the other
for my feet burn
as i walk
on this blistering crucible.

i am surrounded by
unbearable hotness;
my lungs are being filled
with soot,
but i will rejoice in my suffering
for i know
i am golden
and that i am being refined
through the flames.
we're all golden :-)
romans 8:18
 Nov 2014 PoetWhoKnowIt
oni
still.
 Nov 2014 PoetWhoKnowIt
oni
i love him still.

still
because it does not move
still
because it does not reach him
still
because it is not ignited
by the fire
within his fingertips

i love him still
and he loves me not.
 Nov 2014 PoetWhoKnowIt
JSL
Your fire breath is on my neck,
exhaling ecstasy on to me.
Your phantom heat never leaves,
but let it be, it sets me free.
and suddenly i'm the one who can't stop, go on, keep breathing on me. To Simon
 Nov 2014 PoetWhoKnowIt
Mari-Elle
He fell in love with a walking hurricane
Putting a face to heartache as a name
She had a war going on inside her brain
She never knew that he'd love her all the same

'Cause fractured pieces
Can still make art
And wine will never cure a mistake
But choker chains
Made out of self restraints
Were worn by this runaway train

She was a runaway train
be the rainbow
after the rainstorm--
I'll be moonlight
for your midnight
passages.
please
Today my feet feel lighter.
Lying through omission,
I relayed to you
That I believed death
To be a great anomaly;
A pleasure swirl of brain drugs,
Encapsulating one
In a solemn yet impeccable nirvana
Of their choosing.

My heaven smells like the hugs you get
From smoker's seventh sons.

My heaven tastes like the metallic urge
That burns in the back of your kiss.

I am untamed,
A sorcerer, and
A God in my own right.
#God #love #redemption #life #existentialism #kiss #death #dying #depression #lonely
If I could have anyone on this earth
I would have you
If I could hug anyone
It would be you
If I would love anyone
It would be you

I love you
With all of my heart
With everything I've got

I love you
Knowing that you are in my life
Makes me the luckiest guy in the world
Knowing you are there
Makes me smile
Knowing you love me
Makes me love you even more!
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