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Nov 2014 · 643
Pupils
He said he couldn’t look into my eyes

Because he was afraid he would lose it.

(But Love, I would find you again)
Nov 2014 · 309
He Speaks Poetry In My Ear
"At first I didn't think I could handle
How deep you are.
-You're so incredibly deep.-
I wasn't sure if I should get involved.
But honestly,
It makes everything so much better,
And it's one of my favorite things
About you."
Nov 2014 · 425
Mindful
The leaves hover down
And lacy silhouettes,
Bold against lavender skies
Cradle the musty fall air.
Gentle hazel eyes
Crinkle up and reflect;
There’s nowhere
She’d rather be
But here.
Nov 2014 · 308
Shattered Skies
The touch of his star-lit skin
upon her chest
was replaced by the crushing
weight of the moon.
Nov 2014 · 279
Gap
Gap
Meaning (buried)

Listening (feigned)

Interpretation (twisted)

Understanding (an illusion)
Nov 2014 · 1.1k
Sew it Seamed
What the seamstress held,
Was still lacy, yet.
It was that from inside
her small frayed chest:
A heart, being stitched
With delicateness.
Nov 2014 · 390
Mystique
He's the sunken tear drop
That bleeds her ink opaque.
Nov 2014 · 329
Ivory Paint
But her most precious jewels
Were his lucid blue eyes,
And they watched
As the porcelain dripped
From her fragile skin.

— The End —