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 Dec 2018
Aislinn Miell
I observe the current of clamour from the far corner, over there
wishing I would blend with the limp air
And soak into the absence far away.

So, don’t ask me why
It’s in my nature to be shy
Just leave these flawed bones to decay...

even so, I didn’t ask for your kindness
It’s just an act muffled with blindness
I know it could never be true.

I have learnt not to trust those who are nice to me
Eventually they will push me away, out to sea
waiting for the waves to break through.

Yet my body tingles with this burdensome  feeling
This sensation blooming inside is unappealing...
all I can do is blame it on you.

Blame it on the way you walk
Or the way you stumble when you talk
Or the way your hair sits on your forehead.

Blame it on the way you smile with your eyes
Or the way you stare up into the skies
Or the way your ears can turn bright red.

But by all else above,
Blame it on the way you made me fall in love.
 Dec 2018
Aislinn Miell
I always feel sentimental when it rains,
So, on sad days like this I leave the house without an umbrella.

With my headphones in,
listening to our favourite songs,
I walk past your old house.
Or the cheap restaurant we always went to.
Just so I can let my heart feel close to you again.
I must be so pathetic.

but when the rain stops
You will exist only as another memory.
So, I embrace the droplets on my skin,
Even if I do catch a cold.

On sad days like this I cannot help but wonder
if it’s raining where you are,
if you think of me.

So, until the next time it rains, we walk our own paths.
 Nov 2018
Travis Green
He is the music that
I breathe in every
single day and night,
angelic notes
swimming across
Saturn, soul sounds
so clear and deep,
a frequency of
vibrations rocking
the jazzy waves,
as I close my eyes
and listen to his
glorious chemistry.
 Nov 2018
Travis Green
When I look at you,
I can see the autumn
trees rising in swirling
emotions, earthly leaves
clinging to every movement,
soft beats intoxicating serene
creations, as the midnight
moon gazes at the cityscape,
masterpieces of brilliant
dreams, admiration and
appreciation, captivating
hues surrounded by
extravagance, as I breathe
in the depths of your
existence and feel the
kinetic energy sink
inside my heart.

— The End —