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6d · 15
fade into you
we built debris of memories,
passing feathers of bird, reflecting,
the love of refulgent stars.
hair fine as famine's child
turning from the breast of feed.

darling, I love being your prisoner.
hairs fades as our palms turn crooked and grey,
your cheeks feeds me orchard's ****,
every word you utter dances into
old hymns of puppy lovers anthem.
let me lay on your wavering sea,
chaos as you bite me,
an ache to be devoured,
silence to remember,
a kiss to soften marigolds sucker.
This poem tells the story of a man who adores his girlfriend and values their bond. He feels alive in her love and at peace in her company. The line "marigolds sucker" describes how her kiss made everything feel worthwhile by calming the chaos in his life.
pretty kissing under a corner of death riots,
hairy smokes, showered under the war bullets,
old sins begone to a new clock,
stars burst in a packet of our tongues,
tied a knot of caffeine, slaps of thermite around your skirt,
acid fumes parade around my lips in burns.

we wrestle on the sand, gliding back our primal times,
flowers blossomed where our giggling feet once fell,
your back skins the light of velvet,
a ****** lover in white skirt,
undressed in palm tree oceans,
soft kisses healing wounds of your bronze skin.

I knock at your walls of your soft pink,
cherry has finally ripened,
the sky preaches white trail,
intoxicating wine segue acid rain,
now our love asleep like breathless armies.
Let me explain all the nuances because I am aware that this poem is somewhat abstract. Thus, two lovers are making love while a war is raging. They disregard what is going on around them and give in to their lustful cravings. I called it "feral lovers" for that reason. When the war ends in the final stanza, their love also ends because all they wanted was for their virginity to be taken away.
summer cling to the anniversary death camp,
poolside conversations sits in light,
strife your fingers in mine, marry in Naboo,

little Gothic cherubs sky diving in lies,
two limbs grasping in intimate rocket dive,
uh-uh, I scream to be soaked in your brown eyes,
Shrimpy love, grey nirvana,
I see no screeching reprise to our tedious fights,
mind over matter darling,
head collision to **** a dear without headlights.

fall back for another night,
rest your head on my sunken shoulder,
let the fault lines collapse,
the sun burn itself to darkness,
this hour, infinite to budge us.
this poem talks about a demise of a relationship and how much the speaker of the poem wants to spend one last night with his partner before they split.

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