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sometimes
she arises
from out of the
black
and blesses you
with a line
or word

another day
you wait
and wait
but white
stays on the page
and mind

but everyday
even in
the dark
you smolder
your spare
and rusty words
and breathe
light
into its lungs

so bright
she will see
and maybe
come
over you

because

you were

under

him.
I stare into your eyes,
as they stare through me.
A blank grey canvas,
staring through infinity.

Your skin is pale,
as white as snow.
Where your mind is,
no one really knows.

How long ago,
did you lose control?
When exactly,
did you lose all hope?

The tiny holes,
all up and down your arms,
sites for the injection,
you never meant any harm.

But now my heart is torn,
and bent out of shape.
It pains to see my best friend,
with such a blank face.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
You brush the hair
Out of my eyes and
Your soft fingertips
Leave a tingling trail
Across my forehead
like ecstasy,
But you can't brush my hair
Out of my eyes
Because that was how
He saw into my soul and
I closed that door
long ago.

You hold onto my hand
With everything intertwined
Our bodies, our minds
And I'm warm like
A child sleeping on your chest
close to your heart,
But you can't hold my hand
Or body, or mind
Because that was how
He stole me away and
I escaped once
but will never again.

You call me honey
And it rolls off your tongue,
Sweet and sticky
With a taste of promise
And it sounds like forever,
But you can't call me honey
Because that was his name
for me
And despite your intentions,
It burns through my memory
Like acid rain
And I've been hiding inside
For too long
to come out.
 Sep 2013 Prudence Love Whisper
-
Spoke to an old friend today
It kinda went okay
Although I felt this
Feeling
A little emotion
A fire struck
Inside of me
I cried for an hour
I simply couldn't breathe
But speaking to you
Made me feel
Complete
© Natali Veronica 2013.
your lungs are black, just like your coffee
inferno builds in my head listening to you breathe
the malice has forever been infused in your veins
i am wrapped in a blanket of nails, the sting
of a thousand wasps aches from inside of me.

but i am consumed by you, unconditionally
Put Your Lips On Mine
Lets Kiss Forever
And Shut Up
Where is life taking you?
Closer to, or further from?
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