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Vic Apr 2022
A soft breeze of recognition
I finally understand the meaning of life
Three days before my death

It flows and flows
Bringing denial and love
Not knowing who recieves it

From the ocean to the river Styx
Then as I'll stare into the eyes of the gods,
I'll take a last, beautiful, empty breath
falling in love kinda mid tbh :/
  Oct 2021 Vic
nivek
down deep into the loam where fantastical creatures make a living
a poet may find a temporary home within all temporary life
and finding themselves accepted begin to expand their consciousness.
Vic Sep 2021
a touch so cold, it feels
as if dear lady winter touched me myself
but alas, it is you
ready to bring back spring
Vic Sep 2021
My soul craves you
A deep aching in my chest
For my life in your eyes
My heart in your hands

                                                          ­           I have lived a thousand lives
                                                           ­    In none of which I've found you
                                                          My body vibrates with recognition
                                                     ­    Oh, how I wish you'd know me too


                 Lord, let us be ten minutes
                 Or let it be a lifetime
                 Just take my hand, and drink the wine
                 I shall pray to be in your prime
simping hours :/
Vic Sep 2021
I am a foreigner
To all that once loved me
To all that once cared
To all that once observed me

A stranger who slept in your bed
Three weeks ago, a new eternity
I am a foreigner to you
You are a stranger to me

For a while I've been invisible
It started many many moons ago
The days pass and I fade away
It is quite something to undergo

You cannot be my lover
You 'wish' you'd be my friend
But you know like any other, it's over
These little white lies come to an end

There are many others that I've lost
Now, I am a foreigner to them all
They pretend they do not see me
Yet, I always respond when they call

Your name lingers in my mind
The aftertaste of a bittersweet drink
Every time you gaze through the window
But perhaps I overthink
i am just a little lad
Vic Jul 2021
i want to be loved
and ******, and touched
just to be reminded
i am not dead

i need to be held
and kissed, and craved
i want to pray and never lose faith
but the temple is my bed

i have to forget time
eternity in your arms
i'll be alright in the morning
when the blue meets the red
  Feb 2021 Vic
strawberry-cigarette
once there was a young princess
who was consumed with finding her love
she traveled far and wide to find him
scoured below and above

once there was a foolish princess
who gave her heart away
and received it back in pieces
when her love didn't stay

once there was a broken princess
who met a knight in the woods
and he made her laugh and smile and shout
for his soul was pure and good

once there was a young queen
who learned that love takes different shapes
and the loyal knight that bandaged her soul
showed her that friends can be soulmates
I think sometimes we forget that friendship can also be true love.
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