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 May 2016 Raquel Butler
Judas
We are like a fictional work of art.
We are the two characters of a short story
But everytime I'm with you in a setting
The world just becomes so epic
Despite we only opened few of our chapters.

Our actions sometimes rise
Which lead us to immortal conflicts
Which then result to drama.
If we were not strong enough,
We would have concluded into a tragedy.

We exchange unscripted lines
That battles that of Shakespeare's plays.
And thru our passionate kisses
Our names become legends
And our souls become the magic of poetries.
Sometimes I wanna wear you like a cloak,
Hugging tight,  as if I am cold...
Sometimes I wanna hang you on a rack,
Feeling sweaty and need some air..

At times I feel you are sweet,
And my diabetes  makes me wanna eat,
At times, you are a hot 'cross' bun,
I silently drop you till someone takes the brunt.

There are times,  you make me feel mushy,  tear some,
And at times,  you make me worrisome,
Yet few times,  I feel like kidnapping you and demand a ransom.
Other times, I wanna a hold on to you and pay lump sum.

It will all be over this lifetime,
So let's do some over time...
Let us laugh, fight, **** and like
Like today is the last day left, of our lives.
 May 2016 Raquel Butler
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 May 2016 Raquel Butler
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I'm running out of tears
I'm running out of sighs
I don't want to be afraid anymore
yet I don't wanna fight

Thank you for everything
that's making you say sorry
Thank you for giving me so much to remember, sorry for giving you things you regret

Let's not break our usual chains
just to be jailed into a new one

*My love, liberate
We are grasping at words hidden beyond this wall of misunderstanding
Misconceptions and harsh observations become the crux for our downfall
and your words lash against me as sharp and stinging as willow branches running.
So much pain behind the eyes which watch mine with a distant ache
and I cannot stop.
If my happiness is your hatred how can we go on?
How can we proceed with truth as our mat, honesty our flying carpet and love the wind that buoys our stiff limbs.
My love is tied to the fresh peaks coalesced in my heart as the atoms of my survival and their laughter is written in the snowbanks we fall upon, the gravel spat back from beneath our hot tires racing down old overgrown trails, the burning heat of flint and steel fires gasping in the breeze
we are so different.
my honesty you call selfishness.
We are both new developing beings with the world open to us in every which way.
we cannot hold eachother to what we used to be and your accusing glare grates on my worn nerves and
I cannot stop.
I cannot stop hurting you with my happiness because it is found in trees, wind, rocks, gurgling river beds
places you cannot contend with
I know you hate it.
and maybe we are better off apart
maybe we need space to breathe
to learn how we are as individuals
who we are.
I will still love you.
a small part of me will always love you
but perhaps this is the crossroad
for our relationship
perhaps I will go left
and you will go right.
It will not be nice
It will not be clean or kind
But it will be healthy
and we will grow
and find loves that lift our wings
not dampen them..
Sadness is weird for me.
It leaks from my biggest smile,
and from tears of laughter.
Sadness lingers with me in a hug,
and when I´m dancing.
It creeps into my mind when I'm alone
or de center of a party.
The urge to cry is there
I simply lack the tears.

Sadness is weird for me
It hides in the corner of my mind
to surprise me when I least expect it
But other times it prances around
waiving a flag as if to show me...
but I know, I feel it
I simply lack the tears

Sadness is weird for me
because it is numb
and yet I feel it so strong.
Because I smile,
even when I want to cry
I simply lack the tears.
I wanna go to
O u t e r    s p a c e ,
And hold every planet's
S u r f a c e .

I wanna lie afloat the
U n i v e r s e ,
And slide my way through the
B l a c k  h o l e .

If   g r a v i t y  hits space,
Would I even hit "a" ground?
What would fall from the highest point above??


A blinding imagery,
Of what's beyond that sky. .
Now, is it all just a lie?


*Humanity will end,
Without even coming near,
The truth that is hidden
In our darkest fears.
 May 2016 Raquel Butler
gray rain
Emptiness
feels like death
nothingness
in your chest

drowning emotion
space explosion
gaps unfilled
yet nothing spilled

enclosed
alone
no emotion
shown


just hollow
a shell
living in hell
you follow

*nothing
no interest
no meaning
just destress

unknowing
unidentified
emptiness
nothing inside
 May 2016 Raquel Butler
JWolfeB
These words have bled through my mind for two years
I love you I love you I love you
The constant thumping rhythmic sounds of your heart beat
Filling the jagged corners between you and me
We became two in one
A Formation of unconditional
There will be no boundaries between today and tomorrow
Lets create our eternity
Fill it will elation
Become everything we were meant to be... like whole
From present to future
We will live without restriction
For this love we share
Is without limits
Been long time since I have written anything here, feels delightful to be back
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