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His body

Slowly my fingers traced patterns along his spine, water droplets creating my artistic lines, absolutely his skin made me marvel.. It was carved by the gods, effortlessly formed and created... His very presence makes me elated. My hands roam him as if I'm seeking the very reason to exist, I've come to the conclusion that my reason is for this.. To explore him, to adore him, to meet his gaze. To get lost in a love-filled haze.
Hi , I am she .
She who is lost .
She who constantly needs validation ...
For she is not capable of any healthy relations ...
She who controls you so much with LOVE .. you die .

She who questions her looks ,
Am I enough ?
She who is simply insecure .

YOU , made me this way .
Always making me wonder .

Always a **** mystery .
You played me better than a gambler .

Light your cigarette ...
Then pass it to me ...
You are unworthy of peace of mind .

Im insecure ,
because I keep you .
Knowing I could replace you at the drop of a dime .
You have to learn to continuously feed love
or else
love will feed on you.*


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©PoeticPat
They plunge into life
**** oxygen in their lungs
Cough up the water

Cold and alone-scream
Light burns their delicate eyes
Yearning for our touch

Accelerated pulse
Panic screaches from their lips
I hold my hands out

Grasp them in my arms
Press their pale pink flesh to mine
Show them they are safe

Plant them with a kiss
The storms calm inside their brains
Heartbeat to heartbeat

They flutter their lids
Comprehend and recognize
Love wholeheartedly

I am their mother
They are prefect-everything
They are my children.
A ****** up girl
In a ****** up time
With ****** up lyrics
And that ****** up rhyme
A ****** up fairytale
With a ****** up start
A ****** up prince
Holding a ****** up heart
A ****** up story
With a ****** up ending
A ****** up princess
Named ****** up Cindy.
-Cindy Long
Ive traced the stars with my fingers a thousand times like i connected the line of freckles on your shoulders.
Ive studied the constellations and memorized the alignment of the planets like the scars on your thighs.
Ive dreamed of fading into the vastness of space in the same way i used to melt into your lips.
Ive cursed the dust and gas that fills the milkyway in the same way i drowned in the galaxies of your eyes.
Ive watched meteors shower down from above like angels fall from grace and ive tried to understand why in the same way the sound of your voice made me quiver.
Ive questioned the posibility of other life existing beyond our own and i wonder if they have known love the way i have known you.
Ive defined love to be when two stars collide but instead of them absorbing into eachother it explodes and goes supernova like we did when we kissed.
Ive pondered if hearts transform into black holes that **** everything in just in the same exact way you did to me.
I long for an astronomical explination to why antares and rigel orbit the sun like how my world revolved around you.
Dont you dare tell me it was just gravity and dont you dare tell me you dont feel it anymore bc thats not how love works.
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Her sovereign People
Nature knows as well
And is as fond of signifying
As if fallible—
We were poets,
Once,
Hearts etched upon our sleeve
The lords of our intent,
Words bloomed for all to see.
Each branch of thought considered,
Chiseled,
Whittled to express.
Carving the forest in our likeness
We paved the landscape with our breath.
Woods would sway in idle days
Sunkissed glades lay bathed in gold.
Nights waylaid by dancing maids
Cheap ale and tales of old.
Fires burn, flames unfold.
Though
Embers remember
Tender clutch of the cold.
We tend to forget the bargained,
The sold.
Up rivers and creeks,
Paddles, disowned by the meek,
Cast away to distant shores.  
Glades decay,
Fade to grey.

We become poets once more.
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