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 Feb 2015 Jon Shierling
Creep
The 14th of February.
La fête d'amoreux.
The one day that actually encourages
More public displays of affection.
Isn't there already enough?
Thanks for reminding me how lonely I was.

I used to despise Valentine's Day.
I still kind of do.
Mais, maintenant, ce n'est pas une grande problème.
Actually, I kinda look forward to it.
Gives me an excuse to be even more affectionate.

I understand now.
I understand the public displays of affection,
The loving way people stare at each other,
The dazed looks in people's eyes.
I understand.
Idk xD

Crazy
By kat dahlia
~~
Southern winds have gone away
The music player has hanged
When playing the last romantic song

The Chill North wind is Sigh of yours
Has grown the pale Afternoon
How stupid the fade trees Standing!

Distant garden flower's Petals
Wither,
Helpless,
Careless

Midnight dew
Create the illusion of Sound
Nearby Lamppost,
Standing in the dim light fog
Alone,
Retreat
As the Calling Owl of the Night

Smokes of Cigarette lost in the Shadow
Putting the day,
Slowly vanish before
As the Mist
 
Along the road that you have left
Looked at me Surprisingly
Opening the door,
Just want to scream for unknown reasons
Once Again
~~
@Musfiq us shaleheen
As the Calling Owl of the Night
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 Feb 2015 Jon Shierling
chimaera
gentle rain,
flavouring the night
with earthly spring scents,

soak this land,
make it pregnant

- a marsh
or a pond,

white nenufars,
damselflies,
fireflies,

shimmering glows
for blinding the doom...!
11.2.2015
1 am and yes, it is raining.
Water bearer*
It is always borne.
Never passing under the bridge
where it's supposed to be.
Streams burst from under the tongue
and sponge pores.
Drowning inside,
under memories weight.
I don't place much stalk in signs, but I always thought this an interesting ideal. Any other aquarius have hard times letting go of memories?
 Feb 2015 Jon Shierling
r
home in the mirror
appearing nearer

but i'm not driving
or even trying
to turn around

i'm burning down

bridges behind me
all I can see

over my shoulder
looking for closure

the colder and closer
i get to the sea.
r ~ 2/8/15
I want a sunset to the end of my day
I want to dance with a moonshadow
I want a river to enter my lake
I want an earth that quakes

I need a life hummingbird blue
I need a spiritual blessing
I need the warmth of a stranger
I need  just the mystery of you

I see the questions as unimportant
I see that there is nothing
I see that there can be everything
I see all that in the stranger of you
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