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Drusila Mar 2019
Isn't it amazing that when we are unhappy,
we own our pain and misfortunes solemnly to ourselves,
but when we have the much-expected encounter with happiness,
Never ours to possess
it comes from the arduous effort,
that without appeal is given from our family and friends.
How delightful!
Drusila Mar 2019
Remember this day,

Like worn off tires
I woke up without opening my eyes
Under the guise, known faces did not rise

Talk empty speak
Movement past motion
If you told me I would not believe
The life I would live

Ghost of the past they shall not revive
Rejoice the wise whom present connive
Lucid veneers
Through memories, oh sieve

The non-touch of its kiss
Bare bodies, voids of peace
Caprice longing never to cease
Awake still at sleep.
I just had a really weird day, everything about me was numb and felt as a dream-like experience. It was as if I had gone half-asleep through an entire day. How do you classify a day like that?
Drusila Mar 2019
6:18

Getting up today felt like the vanilla scent of a cake.
Let the water run through your face
Neck,
The curve of your hip
In all your bare-skinned finery you're awake

Plain strong coffee
Let it be our ritual at daybreak
Perfect time for a sweet craving
Crimson lustful bliss
I say my "Laudes" through parted lips

7:22
Celeste's declamations sound more alluring today
Teach that Hedonism is not all Humans seek
Unique brazen secrecy
Let not life be an honest misery

14:03
In that aisle read "dairy replacement"
For a second wish to find out when did people supersede humanity
Proceed, smile to the woman at the counter
In the open-air, lit cigarettes
Blown smoke, blown regrets
The joy of yesterday not relive

16:30
Home sweet home
Lay down your upsets and close your eyes
The touch of your hands my worries confine
Shoulders,
Back,
Clavicle,
Shoulders,
Back
Lastly, we baked
Uncomplicated and unmixed orange cake
Orange cake and vanilla ice cream is our feast

21:47
The water takes away, clean, purges everything
Glory redemption finally found
Close your eyes and claim your prize
Caress me
I am brand new!
Laudes - are one of the liturgical hours celebrated in the morning. *Portuguese

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