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 Apr 2021 rae
Astrea
Sweetness
 Apr 2021 rae
Astrea
Sweetness is —
the sugar cube that glitters
when sun ray kisses the crystalline surface
like a thousand sparkling dots;

It is the strawberries I savor
when you sat across me
smiling softly
and gave me the last one from your basket.

It is the bubbly feeling
when I gazed at you,
playing with our children —
sparks in your eyes,
a laugh leaping out of your throat.

It is the warm sensation
flooding my chest, and
filling every corner of my being,
whenever you tucked me into your arms,
and kissed away my tears,
telling me I am
the best thing that has ever happened to you.
something I wrote a long time ago, a rare, fluffy love poem I guess
 Apr 2021 rae
xandra
connections
 Apr 2021 rae
xandra
the way the atoms in the atmosphere sink into our chest,
and despite the crisp air, make us feel heavy and drained inside;
but simultaneously, the air invigorates us and ignites our bones, teaching the beauty of stars as they crash over us.
~for some reason our body becomes tied to the rain
 Apr 2021 rae
Alice
manifestations
 Apr 2021 rae
Alice
there is a time and a place in which I am entirely and completely loved. in which my demons have been quieted and my mornings are soft. I will be safe. I will love and be loved without questioning.
I will create my own paradise.
I will repeat this truth until it is my reality
 Apr 2021 rae
LC
at the end of the afterlife,
when the dust finally settles,
she climbs into a warm bed
made of soft, wispy clouds,
listening to lilting melodies,
from her childhood memories,
falling into a peaceful slumber.
#escapril day 13!
 Apr 2021 rae
A poet in Paradise
I was told the moon has phases...
From a full moon...
To a new moon...
It may be true...
I can't tell...
All I know is I wake up everyday to two full moons...
The full moon that your eyes are...
For they are sweet and special...
And they are two moons...
That brighten my days...
As if they were two suns...
 Apr 2021 rae
usagi
</3
 Apr 2021 rae
usagi
</3
My heart aches
But I can't tell if it aches cause it misses you
or because it misses me.
I've tried every remedy
 Apr 2021 rae
ok okay
It's hard to see the colour
In a world which is fading
The sky is becoming gloomier
The ocean has lost its way
The bright city lights no longer stand out to me
They seem as dim as they are fake
The smell makes it hard to see the colour too
It gets stronger by the day

It's hard to see the colour
When people ignore others in pain
Our dreams have been forgotten
Maybe our world has gone insane
Just prescribe another pill
And see if things really change

I find it hard to see the colour
In a world that is so negative
Our world is falling apart
Yet we all seem to stay the same
Its a lot harder to see the colour than it used to be and its getting worse.



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