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 Dec 2014 Shay Petterson
Tom t
my soul yearns for your cherished touch
my eyes need to see those rosy cheeks blush
my lips cry to kiss and brush your cheek
my ears fight to hear your innocent voice speak
my fingertips long to outline your anatomy
my crazy mind needs you to keep its sanity
 Dec 2014 Shay Petterson
Tom t
I see organization in Anarchy
I find peace in choas
I never feel alone when isolated
I view simple things as the most complex
I'm blinded by the light of darkness

I sense calmness in riots
I discover purity in sins
I catch a glimpse of sunshine in rain
but one thing i cannot see
is the happiness in my mind
 Dec 2014 Shay Petterson
Day
tell me about the callouses on your hands & how i can heal them on my heart.
i want the remnants of them to be found if anyone dared to dust there.
maybe i should stop thinking about you so much;
you come with an auditory label that screams "danger here" & you
sound your alarm every time i feel close,
but i have selective hearing so you're only ever alarming yourself-
i know you're good.
we don't fight for the things we don't love,
& you were birthed from love & war so i know the battles
you pick are worth it,
even the ones you pick against yourself.
this poem began as a declaration that I love you but
you already know that, so let this serve as a reminder instead.
you are fire & i love to be burned,
you are stars & i love to wonder,
you are love & war & you & perfect
& perfect & perfect & perfect & perfect
& you,
so let this serve as a reminder.
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I don't wanna talk about it, though.
 Dec 2014 Shay Petterson
matt
Lucid movement from melting dreams made into reality by your eyes. Fluid love flows with varying forces of gentle streams or rushing tides, crashing and destroying any who oppose the feeling. Two beings connect and intertwine like vines wrapping around a tree. A sense of peace and comfort as soft spoken words are whispered into the ears of the needy. A passion filled embrace making hearts race but stress and anxiety fade into the night. Your sweet voice soothes the most destructive beast when the right combination of words are put together, like finding the key to a treasure chest, unlocking the inner emotion that was trapped deep in your tear ducts. The look of utter surprise when words of such beauty are used in conjunction with your name shock you, and a tide flows from your eyes as you are left speechless. It is a surprise to you, but in my mind, there are not words in the language of humans great enough to describe your beauty. Your smile alone could make a distant soul feel at home. You are not without flaws, I will not lie. Your flaw is your eyes. They hold so much beauty but they cannot see the beauty in themselves. I would give you my eyes so that you could see how divine you truly are. I thank whatever great entity shaped this world, or just mere chance, that brought us together. While we are not without great struggle, the moments of passion that seem to stop time around us make everything worth it. I would craft you cities of gold and a throne made of the stars themselves, all at the simple mention of the night sky.

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