.
*He had ascending eyes
of sapphire,
the kind in which angels sloshed in their
royal chalices,
the kind of blue Poseidon gnashed
his teeth for.
Born in the 25th dying date,
Septembers’ autumn bleached scent flows along
his bloodstream.
A smile that belonged in the crooks of these sapphire seas,
a soul unholy as Adam
& Eve’s.
His love was not fierce enough
to contain this poet's heart
my pitiful phoenix can be ripped asunder
by the wrath of
a dandelion.
He couldn't swallow the sun
so silver fire rained
anytime it pleased.
We are the skylines
not gallows
and yet we hang ourselves upon the night skin
and collect
the stars as if they were
our alibis.
If you love me,
let me go?*
My silver eyes don't see you in color anymore.
.
Jun 1, 2015
Jun 1, 2015 at 8:56 PM UTC
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*He had ascending eyes
of sapphire,
the kind in which angels sloshed in their
royal chalices,
the kind of blue Poseidon gnashed
his teeth for.
Born in the 25th dying date,
Septembers’ autumn bleached scent flows along
his bloodstream.
A smile that belonged in the crooks of these sapphire seas,
a soul unholy as Adam
& Eve’s.
His love was not fierce enough
to contain this poet's heart
my pitiful phoenix can be ripped asunder
by the wrath of
a dandelion.
He couldn't swallow the sun
so silver fire rained
anytime it pleased.
We are the skylines
not gallows
and yet we hang ourselves upon the night skin
and collect
the stars as if they were
our alibis.
If you love me,
let me go?*
My silver eyes don't see you in color anymore.
.
Phoenix Boy can only live so long before he falls to ashes, right Wolf Girl?
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