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The strands of my heliac hair
Slip through your amiable fingers
Your long eyelashes in the soft air
Touching my eyelashes
They have their own way
Of saying I love you
The tears run down
On the even face line
Give me your past ghosts, your nightmares
See how devoted I'll care
Or let me become sweeping waters
Soaking up crust surfaces of the past
You 're in the safe arms, my love
I'll wear your bandages for as long as the ache lasts
When I was falling
In November on 25th birthday
Your hand slipped from mine
So intentionally

If you love someone
Be aware of their ice heart
That can pretend to be warm and kind
But so deceitful in the winter time

And you reach out to them
When need them most
But there is strong rejection
As if there was nothing at all

I thought he was my best friend
The one who’d stand by
Whenever it storms and crashes, but no..
I don’t know why..

Do I believe in your love?
It’s a parody that the word has known
Venomous joke played on me
When you cheated without regret, oh

Build your perfect life further
Without any bother
Because all u’ve got is selfishness
Leaving me on the cold ground to die
Chaste and elegant
Fell on our shoulders
We wrapped
In a blanket
Supple furs tickle
Wearing favourite
Black outfit
Regal colour of yours
Peaceful consciences
Not to forfeit your touch
Wood anemones
On your back
With harmonious
Is Love anywhere?
Lungs are to blast
From the hoarse cry
Of a man who seeks it as Must
Twisted fates in books, movies, life
Does the blessing really exist?
They say it comes from above…
Pure. Real like your fingerprint
On the glass of red bitter wine.
It requires infinite time
To trust and not to be let down
When the frost eats up your hands.
In the ice of other passer-bys
There is a reflection of pair of sad eyes.
Happy Valentine’s Day
Good true men in despair cry
From unworthy shallow relationship strips
How many until you find?
And will you find?
Scattered like rare beads
With numerous slits - a way to stop to seek
For another true soul like yours
Where not ego but flowers grow.
Overwhelming tiredness
Will there be a tangible output to this?
Love you much
I want to touch your silver chest
With my gentle hands
Slither my tongue
Against your neck veins
Be enfolded by mixed scent
Of the coveted bodies
It will linger on us
Long after the *******
One hand on my hip
Another taking off my hair strip
Get completely soaked
In the cirrus sky
Of our brimming love
You are a part of me
Integral particle of my being
The last molecule of my breathing
Like new sprigs of lavender
On a snow white seeing
Here I am
Dashing off my rhymes
You came to me once
And turned the jagged universe
Into a loving sacred place
Alighted sparkles of snow
Were scattered around my window
Pacifying my soul.
You were with me
Lavender lights
All gone for her
She walks alone at night
Pray for the days to be normal

Pouring rain
People around
They seem to be fine and sane
Pray as you broken and far beyond formal

Infinite brim
Past and the Now
The decision was taken by him
Pray for the feeling to brim

Withering flowers
Scattered around
Look how they torn-dead on ground
No name to address, no reversing sound
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