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Adam Jones Jan 2015
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To never see the intimacy
Paint my throat with gravel
Swallow every word
perfection holds for only a moment
The feeling flutters like a bird
I stumble as they fly by
Memories of the light pulled away
I'd never see your face again
One final grip to say farewell
Wrapped the story in duct tape
Soon the edges fray
Wrote a poem in sharpie marker
I fear the words will fade away
Adam Jones Jan 2015
As you hold it in your hand
You watch it slip away
Keep your thoughts so still
Drowning in icy rain
Hail-fellow-well-met
Smiling though her coat is wet
I smile to the stranger known
In her company we are alone
I miss you friend
Your smiling face
Diamond eyes floating through space
The fog split when you walked in
I felt storms raging deep within
Adam Jones Jan 2015
I am not alone for I made friends with me
I am the world outside dwelling beneath
Pried open the world twirling free
Like little ribbons shaking in the breeze
I am afraid the world shakes my feet
I have made my home where my heart beats
Iron roses turn to rust
A beautiful tower cascading to dust
Stuff with the sound of the silence ringing
Eyes closed white light hear the saraph singing
Adam Jones Jan 2015
Oh a wasted sea of humanity
Watch as it crumbles to confetti
Open doors quietly welcoming
We say goodnight
The masses shout hurray
Years roll past our deaths but wilting ashes
Dashes whip the *****
My face a mockery but it passes
Fabulous darling your face dripps with paint
I stumble for words oh I only hope you'll wait
Pray my friend you're as lonely as me
Pry your eyes open
See what we can be
Oh run my curious friend
Flee to the sloping hills
Your God is in your head pay attention when the air is still
Adam Jones Dec 2014
Oh how feeble I was so lost amongst bitter thorns
And how the light twined like ivy vine in every curve
How she blossomed like a rose in the spring
Almond eyes like diamonds floating in space
Her viridescant presence made my very heart sing
I will crumble like a rock turns to sand
My gift to you my empty hand..
Adam Jones Dec 2014
It is ignorant to think we know
Maybe the light was made to shine
Perhaps merely meant to die
We wish to believe here lies a purpose
But we may never see curious truths surface
Who holds the head of the mighty heavens glow
Only hope to learn when a winter wrath is shown
Adam Jones Dec 2014
Diamond droplets softly dripped on a fragile plain
The surface is subtly disturbed
It's puny ripples a-flutter away
The outside quietly echoing
Hear the song of crystal rain
The light is darkened
Grey skies bled a pale ashen plate
Word to the mountains crumbling Adret!
Her eyes softly glisten, but her face turned away
Exhale the silence, your breath a weak shiver
Small bodies cower, your voice but a quiver
Your fingertips gold as they tap frozen glitter
Porcelain wind blows ribbons of cold silver
it snowed :3
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