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Shivers on skin-
I walked among stars,
held them in my arms
and embraced them tight,
as I felt how my veins filled up with light.
I, too, wanted to be a fallen one,
to look for a place
where I could hope
and I could sigh,
without the pressure of having to shine.
But it failed to be found;
I turned back to the sky.
The stars have descended on the ground tonight
They say they want to meet the source of their inspiration
Darling...they are talking about you
 May 2016 DawynSHunter
Jonny
I love you,
I love you, from the bottom of my heart,

I'll whisper that,
In your ears,
When we're no longer apart.
(I bet it gives you chills)

You did the same to me,
All those nights really late,
I'd ride my bike to you,
And I'd hop over those gates,
Then in through the window,
Where you would be awake,
(a few times you weren't)

That mile and a half,
Riding in the dark,
Sometimes it was foggy,
But there were always sparks,

I've tried living without you,
It's been nothin but a mess,
If I have to live without you,
I'll be miserable at best.

So I say again my beautiful girl
I love you
I love you, from the bottom of my heart.
 Feb 2016 DawynSHunter
EEZ
Life can be symbolized in the
impossibility of chugging  
champagne from the bottle,
in the half-great, half-horrible scent
of cheap cologne. Life feels like
leaving 3am messages on your
ex’s home phone.

I feel the most alive in warm summer rain,

like when we were lining up jobs, stanzas

and *******.

Life is a small *******
with a Napoleon Complex.
Life is that one lover that takes things out
of context.
         "I am who I am, *******!"
Life is the fact that people can’t buy
Daraprim for what what the price is.
Life is ISIS,
who could ****
hundreds of thousands to
appease a God who
cannot hear them. Life
makes you scream with fury
until you’re purring with calm.
Sputtering like an engine,

until life is gone.
My hair is made of gossamer
my eyes are of dew drops
my lips are just a wisp of wind
my throat dandelion clocks.

My skin the early morning mist
my blush made of rose petals
my bones are made of porcelain
my feet the snow that settles.

My body is made of tissue
my heart is just a sound
my mind just a forgotten thought
of silk tread they all are bound.

My dreams are made invisible
my tears the evening rain
my fears now silently approach
laying ruin to me again.

So delicate and fragile
the wings of a butterfly
could scatter me entirely
unto the ether I will fly.
Some people are emotionally
more delicate than you might know.
Be careful with your words
and use them wisely.
They can be used to build up
or so easily to tear down.
They hold much more power
than you may realise.
Words ill used can stay
with someone forever.
Hitting harder than any physical blow
and leaving scars that may never heal.

re-posted from my previous account.
 Jan 2016 DawynSHunter
Styles
you only call me when hes hard to find
that's when you want me by your side
you only need me when you two are in a fight
you know i love you, but you don't treat me right
you will never know how that makes me feel inside
it messed up when I think about it
but you in my world i cant do without it
and that's ****** up and I know it is
but real talk, that's just the way it is
Hate is hate
It's a trap of fate
It's a thing that takes
And it takes everything
It corrupts the roots to the ends
It covers every thing with its hand
And it blatantly takes stand
Taking up every bit of light and love with its shadows of darkness
I think it's done.
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