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Tilly Sep 2012
once,         told
    it true,      no-one's
loved as much
as you
*.§.
...because I keep my promises...
THE WHO "QUADROPHENIA Love Reign O'er me"
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ygOaNo3M_Hw&playnext;=1&list;=PL58D7AAA008947BF3&feature;=results_main
Tilly Sep 2012
Walking through those Darkest days,
purge yourself of obsidian gaze.
Change's never a surprise.
Seek beauty again, with nowhere eyes.
Please :)
or tell us straight how to help
& I, for one, will try
:)
I love you
***
Tilly Sep 2012
Tears.
Salt   water
mixed   with fire
from my core   ,this molten
center; Where   viscosity erupts into
the cavernous third   chamber, sufussive.
Hands. Feel across the   valleyed surface, touching
the unhealed; A perfectly   clean circle sitting upon solar plexus;
Cupid’s sharpest hit. Unseen.    The fissure runs deep into a chamber
nestling betwixt red pulsing atrium.    Only I sense the tremors here.No beats sing
out in this vast ethereal emptiness. Silent.        Vaulted edifices shining bright with colourful
minerals. Molten. Lovers leaving stains upon          the walls, as pure deposits cool. Crystallizing
in the aftermath of each eruption, my volcanic            heartrock shines like a diamond in the rough.
Inspired by BBC2 Volcano Live ~  þríhnúkagígur, Iceland ~ http://www.insidethevolcano.com/gallery/
Tilly Aug 2012
..............................Soft        
                  feathers  
            still tickle  
       me long  
     after       
   the   
   tars    
   gone
Tarring and feathering.
A barbaric, old punishment or,
used to mark the end of an apprenticeship in print shops (with book glue!)
or...
remembering the good rather than the bad ;)
Tilly Aug 2012
Bravely,
I lift my chin,
jugular exposed.
There'll be no fear,
this storm becomes me.
Facing ****** memories,
your essence beads upon dead skin
& cobwebs tangle inside a broken soul;
Seeping out from buried deep within, you return,
with neediness that hunts my flesh & steals nights away.
Our dramas of yesteryears playing out to a shadowed audience.
As howls resound under a blue moon; Let the bite be quick, my death
complete.
... River, a little darkness for you ***
There are 2 full moons this month, one is blue (just saying!)
Tilly Aug 2012
Summers unquenched thirst.
Alone, as Seasons fall,
green of evergreen.
*"It's almost time", the Ice Queen laughs, as Jack Frosts shoes set the sodden earth to match her heart.*
Tilly Aug 2012
Too much's already been said...
                                                  Save your last loving breath.
      Let no sound be uttered...
                                              yet, still,
                                                            your mouth moves.
       Just hold your tongue...
                                      Silence, unspeakable,
                                                                         until my last breath.
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