starving to lick your wounds clean and fresh i really love you special and divine it is hard to swallow what seems to be knives sometimes we cry it’s casual ******* painful close and loving relief your heart beats with mine the pain that comes with our current residence unprecedented times get stronger as we age like wine pull me with you all i want is you with i
You are like a sky. A fire across the clouds. And I can't peel my eyes away. Like a moth drawn to your flame, I'd rather burn down to nothing, then to fade from your memory. I was a part of you, the way each crater adds a little bit of character to the moon. And you erased me from your life. Dressed me in nonexistence. It was easier for you to look away than to wrap me in your love. I guess I flew too close to you, because my dear, you were the sun, and when you pulled me into you, my wings disintegrated, and I crumbled away in your warmth.
a sea so non-sonorous snows summers on amorous rose woven aurora rooms… on a moon i run scenes as wars are won over rumours. see – no nexus. none. success. zero cameras on me.
prisioner's constraint - not using any letters with ascenders or descenders. basically only half of the alphabet is available, no b, d, f, g, h, j, k, l, p, q, t, and y. also i. i know there's one in the poem. it's on purpose.