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Sunny days don't make me blissful like they used to and out of all honesty it's all because of you.
I hope that in ten years you will flip
through my photographs and wish for what you could of had.
 Feb 2016 The Winter Jester
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i see the galaxies in your eyes,
i see the lies you hide inside,
i see the galaxies in your eyes,
i see that there's no room for a girl like me, to explore the worlds & stars, within your mind. oh how i wish i can be apart of your lovely heart.

*sadly i'm not, but as long as i can gaze at you from afar- its fine.
dedicated; to the lovely people who go unoticed by their crushes. <3
I promise you that we will make love
On a bed full of philosophy books
So that the depth of our hunger
Matches the depth of our thinking

Every press of my nail upon your flesh
Will have you question your existence
You'll feel more alive with every thought
Then you will understand Rene Descartes

Our smoldering bodies radiating pleasure
Will have you disregard the material world
This passion will posses the highest reality
Then you'll understand Plato's forms

Amidst my guidance toward your ******
You will hold values and aspirations close
And form your most perfect self with me
Then you'll understand Friedrich Nietzsche

On this bed full of marvelous thoughts
We will lay tangled exhausted overjoyed
For our love our lust and our everything
Will have the immensity of philosophy itself
Shared on Hello Poetry on February 24, 2016
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