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I wrote star pearls
Like spiritless flames
Into debilitated breaths
Deftly scented letters
where truth live in death
but pluck at heartstrings
too worned out to feel for

I'd depict you in complexity
and although I walk past you
you still tuck on my temple

so I still keep standing over deep valleys
press up against the sun
for support bahind my back
because I don't wish to understand

... the power of weakness.

(INCREDIBLE INK- TEAM JAGUAR HAWAII)
© Copyright S2014 .T. Parish Rebel of Eden
  Sep 2014 Fallen Rebel of Eden
AJ
53 days ago was the last time
i kissed the gates to my heaven
her..she does things to me
when her lips part and mine fill the empty space
I go to a place that can't be seen
only felt
you know, sort of like heaven
you don't know it exist until you go there
it's been 1272 hours since I held her soft body in my tender grip
her...she has magical powers
when she lays her head on my chest
my body instantly relaxes and my breathing evens
76,320 minutes since I looked into her mesmerizing eyes and felt her return the gaze...
her...she is a reflection of my better half
those beautiful brown eyes are the gateway to her soul
beautifully pained but courageous and strong
4,579,200 seconds since we entered different cars
that drove away in opposite directions
her...she is miles away yet again
saying "until next time" is never easy but it was even harder
within days we weren't able to talk anymore
our already long distance relationship became longer

it's been 45 days since she started her journey
to become army strong
when her arms are wrapped around me
my body melts into her for she is my protector
now she's my soldier
1,080 hours ago i last heard her beautiful voice
when she speaks fears and anxieties
become ghosts of my past
and my spirit rise to new heights
for 64,800 minutes we have only been talking through the stars
(and well, letters)
no matter how busy I am my mind stays on her
my ears still search for her voice, my hands reach for hers,
and my heart yearns for her company
3,888,780 seconds has passed since i slept to the sound of her soft
breaths as we drifted off to sleep
distance was between us
but she was still dreaming next to me

Only 28 days left until we are reunited
her...she will be in front of me
and i can watch her cute little walk as she
makes her way toward me and i her
In 660 hours i will be able to see her amazing smile
her...she has a smile that warms my entire being
it is the sunshine to my cold days
the rainbow after all the rain
her smile tells me i am home
39,611 minutes until i can feel her legs around my waist
when we embrace
i don't think i will ever let go...
in 2,376,388 seconds i will be complete again
my world will become steady, nights will no longer be dark,
and my soul no longer lost and searching
for her...she gives me direction, purpose, strength, happiness.

In 28 days 11 hours 54 minutes and 20 secs
our relationship will no longer be "long distance"
I NEED TO TELL YOU
HOW I FEEL
YOU NEED TO KNOW
THAT ABOVE THE WORLD
IS HOW HIGH YOU USED TO PUT ME
AND HOW MUCH MORE
I HAD PUT IN
LIKE PINS AND NEEDLES
THERE IS NOTHING LIKE
NOT KNOWING THE DESTRUSTION OF THE FALL
WHEN I AM DROPED FROM YOUR TOWER
TO KNOW THAT EVERYTHING I KNEW ABOUT GOD
WILL BE CONTINUED AFTER MY BODY HITS THE FLOOR
I'M VERY SURE
BEFORE I CAN STAND UP TO BE A WOMAN
WHEN I STAND UP
DEATH IS IN MY FACE
I CAN FALL JUST LIKE THAT
RIGHT BEFORE YOUR PLACE
BEFORE WE RESOLVE OUR
COMTAMINATED ATROCITIES
BEFORE WE MAKE KNUCKLES CLASH
BEFORE OUR THROUTS STING WITH ANIMOSITY
AND WORDS BRAKE THE RULES OF POETRY
AND BEFORE WE CAN SAY HOW MUCH HATE HAS COMPELLED LOVE TO ESCAPE US
MY NERVES WILL GO BLANK
BEFORE I CAN SEE THE FEAR IN YOUR EYES
WHEN YOU RELISE
WHAT YOU HAD DONE
WILL NEVER BE RELIVED AGAIN TO FIX
MY FAITH IN YOU WILL TIRE
MY BELIEFES SCATTERED
THE PASTENCE LIVES IN YOUR MIND BUT YOU BOUGHT OUT FROM ME
THE PRESENT IS
A DAMAGED GIFT
TOMORROW IS;
UGLY THOUGHTS
AS WELL AS BESIDE YOU
IS COMPLICATED CARNIVAL
YET I LOVE YOU LIKE A SICK
LAMB
OUT OF THE COUNTLESS DOGS
YOU ARE A REAL MAN
LIVING MAD YET CAPABLE
WHEN WE NTERTWINE MAN AND WOMAN WE ARE ROMANIC PASTELS IN OUR EMPIRE
WHILE AROUND US CRUMBLES OUR MONUEMNT
WE WEEP TO STICH
ONLY TO BREAK AND *****
SO RIGHT NOW
RIGHT HERE
BEFORE YOU SHUT ME DOWN
IF YOU COULD MEET ME HALF WAY
NOT ACROSS THE SKY
BUT EYE TO EYE
WHEN I STAND UP
STAY STILL
HEAR ME
AND WALK AWAY.

(INCREDIBLE INK- TEAM JAGUAR HAWAII)
© Copyright 2014 S.T. PARISH Rebel of Eden
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             And she            Arises

(   Dream boy              DREAM  !   )

•    •

If  
                                                y­ou              would
                                                                ­        Survive  at all

Would be best if
You knew
         her

It would be good
If you

Remembered
     Her
                                       Name !

•          ////        •

How well
I knew her        

                       when I
was but a little boy


In the            Land
Of
The            Fairy  Queen

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We gathered the bravest of the realm

To sail with the dragons

To sail with the angels

To sail with the warriors

Across the           Seas

••

She arises

See her in the young girl's eyes

The girl who is still alive

Who is still     Free



The HOUR     Is upon us

Face to face with        Destiny

We stand together

Or DIE in vain





/../
I look in to your eyes,
soul unlocked,
pain released,
drawn in,
consumed,
swimming in oceans of freedom,
never want to go back.
© H V Swan
You're just like
All those
Who came
Before.
Only needing me
Because you like to keep
Me pretty; & you always
Said, a repeated voice
In my head;
"You're pretty when you cry."
Smeared make up
Mascara; black shaped
Tear drops,
You'd wipe
From the pink
Blushed cheeks
You so loved to
Kiss, oh what such
Appeal;
My weaknesses
Broke me down.
Exploiting me
Was the high
A drug, in the past
Enticed.
Kissing your lips,
I bite;
My mark remained
In the groan of pain.
Pleasure arching,
Your back.
A kiss,
A slap,
Power or glory,
You repeated
The same old
Story.

© Sia Jane
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