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Dec 2016 AFJ

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Dec 2016 AFJ

Alex

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Love of my life.
You give me life.

I would just send this in a message to you, but you're such a light sleeper, and I don't want your phone to go off and disturb you.

I lie here next to you some nights feeling like I might explode with love for you; where I feel something that is beyond love and beyond whatever is beyond love, and I feel it through my being.

I can't even make myself care about how awfully mushy and gross I must sound when I talk about you. I'm too... enveloped.

I lie here
and I want
a million things with you.

I want to make you happy. I want babies with you. I want to always light your cigarettes. I want to stroke your hair and hold your hand for the rest of my life.
I want to roll over right now and breathe more of you in. (How do you always smell like the best thing I have ever smelled?)

I want you to
always
leave marks on me that I'll
always
pretend to be annoyed about.
I want to make love to you over and over and over
and over
and over.
I want to taste your skin, I want to make you feel so good.

I want more for you to rest now, though. You had a hard day. I love watching you sleep anyway; listening to you.
I want to hear your perfect breathing for my next hundred eternities. I want to make you feel good, always, in every way. I wish I could heal and protect your body and mind from every pain in the universe.

I want your name on my lips forever. I want to always, always feel this way.
And I want to be your Always. It's my one wish.
I want you, more than anything I have wanted before,
and I want you all the time, forever.

Tomorrow, I'll tell you,
"I wrote something for you last night."
And... the whole time you're reading this...
I will be hoping to God that you know how these words don't even begin to describe the galaxies of emotions
that you fill me with.

#tdl

Nov 2016 AFJ

My World

Nov 2016 AFJ

Matilda Alice

My World

The eunoian feeling was disrupted by the sardonic entity. Crushing and terrorizing the meraki from my soul. Taking away my will. My will to live. My will to survive. My will to do as I please. Because that's what toxic people do. They **** you soul out of your body through their words. Their oh so characterizing language. The dictions of *****. I'm a daydreamer and a night thinker. My soul was bound to be beautiful and spill these numinous words upon the wilted paper in the black and white text. So you can **** my will but I will always exist in the language of my ancestors, just as they exist within me. Jokes on you depression no one decides my fate but me. So let's keep this rhythm, you'll be the king and I'll be the queen in my little psychosis induced fantasy, pretending that all is well even when society shoves "normal" down my throat. I'll be my own light.

Nov 2016 AFJ

Fleeting, flitting, flight

Nov 2016 AFJ

Genevieve

Fleeting, flitting, flight

You were the first
And the first man
To tell me you loved me.
But I wasn't the first
For you

And I know
This doesn't make it any less true,
But your love scares me
Because affection you give
Is more flighty than the birds themselves.

Delicate, it is the birdsong.
And I cannot tell sometimes
If it is your song I hear
Or the memories replaying in my mind.

It is the doubt I bear like a cancer
That poisons my mind with fear
And unanswered 'I love you's
I keep my distance now.

I keep my heart safer
No more stumbling about in the woods,
Scraping up open palms
And the heart I so carelessly carried on my sleeve
Searching desperately for you
And your song.

Nov 2016 AFJ

Have I let go of what I am?

Nov 2016 AFJ

Sarah Langton

Have I let go of what I am?

Frostbit fingertips caress the razor's edge,
Cold ideals implanting themselves inside my head,
Inadvertent gestures given effortlessly by my limbs,
Complacency of warmth never sets in.
This is an endless winter,
One where the air gets thinner,
A proclamation to the clement season,
War without a rhyme or reason.
Turmoil is elemental and so simplistic a feature,
Though personal and integral,
I cannot bear to brace this creature.
It's becoming deeper; this feeling urges my cliffs steeper.
Stepping closer to see the fall,
Negligence consumes my all,

Have I let go of What I am?

I stand here with unclenched hands,
Retreating into my own,
Enduring this all alone.
I scream to remember passion,
Unheard emotions in breathtaking fashion,
Frostbit fingertips caress the razor's edge,
Cold ideals implanting themselves inside my head,
We are all the same; unique and indifferent,
Living as if this cryptic fever is isolated, but it isn't.

Have i let go of what I am?

I stand here with unclenched hands,
Retreating into my own,
Enduring this all alone.

Have I let go of what I am?

Nov 2016 AFJ

I Danced In Sweet Pan’s Shadow

Nov 2016 AFJ

Megan Sherman

I Danced In Sweet Pan’s Shadow

I danced in sweet Pan’s shadow
In his dreamy, dappled light
Frolicking till the morrow
Immersed in sheer delight
Waltzing hand in hand we went
Traversing through the wilds
I am risen, no more blind
I am again a child

Nov 2016 AFJ

Possibilities

Nov 2016 AFJ

Antony Glaser

Possibilities

Will I ever find another you?
where do I search for my Hampshire muse?
your flowing red hair forever autumnal.
We walk the New Forest
you show me the language of glistening leafs,
the ripple of streams cascade,
where wild horses drink.
Togetherness by the runes.

Nov 2016 AFJ

silence

Nov 2016 AFJ

Owlycat

silence

i think of all the
conversations we could have.
all the conversation i want to have
but silence floods my insides.
i like not knowing.
i like making up stories
in my head.
you're more interesting that way.

#love #sad #depression #boyfriend #romance #girlfriend