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Zywa Sep 24
I finger my gift

for her, it's almost as if --


she gave it to me.
Comical novel "The Black Prince" (1973, Iris Murdoch), A Celebration of Love, part Two

Collection "Unspoken"
Zywa Sep 24
Something is coming

and it's making me restless --


It's a spring feeling.
Song "It might as well be spring" (1945, Oscar Hammerstein II, music Richard Rodgers, for the film "State Fair"), sung in 1955 by Sarah Vaughan, in 1958 by Nina Simone (album "The Amazing Nina Simone") and in 1961 by Frank Sinatra

Collection "Finethreads"
silvervi Sep 23
I don't really know if you love poetry,
I know that you yourself can use words lovingly,
I love getting lost in your passionate ways,
Let me be the mirror of love to you.

Why do I feel so old?
I am not old but gold,
It's only my thirtieth birthday.
I'm gonna need to find Emilia Clarke
To be able to come out of the dark
And to trust myself and to love myself
As I am.

To live for myself.. be my friend.
To be free, I need to believe.
At the moment I feel much pressure.
But I know if our love is real -
Any challenge it will heal.
I am sure, it is a treasure.
In love, first phase, insecurities. 06/2024
silvervi Sep 19
I don't know
What to say
But I'll say it
Anyway
You are awesome
You are great
I am happy
You are straight
❤️
Anyway...
FormlessMars Sep 16
It finally happened.

The moment we both waited for.

Like two blushing pilgrims ready stand,

To smooth a rough touch with a gentle kiss.

For saints have hands,

that pilgrims hands do touch.

It's the way I felt when I kissed you,

For the first time.

In my bones running fire,

My soul returning to water.

You stole the air from my lungs,

Only to breathe life back into me.

Like every part of me I thought buried,

Awoke with the touch of your lips.

You felt it too.

Yeah you I'm talking to you.

The weight lifting off of our shoulders,

For how long we've carried desire.

Oh dear Saint,

Let lips do what hands do.

What happened once,

The pilgrims pray for many more.
You.
FormlessMars Sep 14
You are my deepest desire,

The source of my joy,

In your eyes I see my future,

my home

and the love of my life.

I will look for you in every lifetime,

And find you in all of them.

I vow to give you unwavering support,

Be your biggest cheerleader,

And your closest friend.

I promise to listen to you with an open heart,

To share in your dreams,

In your fears,

In your struggles

And in your victories.

I will make all of your wishes come true,

No matter how many sneakers it takes.

I commit to creating a life with you,

Full of love,

Full of respect

And boundless happiness.

I will speak only with a soft voice,

And I'll remind you every day

That you are the most beautiful woman alive.

You are my everything,

In this life and the next,

I vow to love you for all that you are.
If we did, my vows would sound something along these lines.
FormlessMars Sep 13
One day I will wake up to find you
next to me, only an arms length away.

Feeling the touch of your warm embrace,
First thing in the morning.

The first light of sunshine will touch your face,
And set those eyes of yours on fire.

Your sleepy smile,
Knowing that you look for me even then.

Our mornings will be full
Of our famous whispered words.

Your tender kisses
And the safety of being in each other's arms.

The whole world outside will wait for us,
In that moment, we are all that matters.

I long for the day we share long and loud breakfasts,
While we laugh about all the mistakes we made.

Every day starts with the simple joy of being with you,
But that is nothing more than a dream.

I hold this dream close,
Knowing every day we get a little closer.

But all that is nothing more than a dream,
A distraction from this destructive life.
The love grows, but so does the pain with it.
Zywa Sep 11
Ladies, you know it,

so tell me, are cold and heat --


the symptoms of Love?
Air "Voi che sapete" ("You who know (what love is)"), 1786, opera "Le nozze di Figaro" ("Figaro's wedding", Lorenzo da Ponte / Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart), based on the comedy by Pierre Beaumarchais - Act 2

Collection "Love Mind and Death"
FormlessMars Sep 8
I found that I dislike sweet things
To save my tolerance for you
And your self obsessed syrup of supremacy

A love letter in milk
Raspberries
Ice and sugar

A sweetness unmatched
A hint of narcissism
In watching you try to taste
the sweetness that you are

An impossible possibility
Oh holy matrimony
A constant pursuit of Fool's Gold

Day in and day out
Textbook tenacity
Personified

But you drink,
And drink,
And drink

Try,
And try,
And try

With two milkshakes a day
You are the sum of all your parts, not the ingredients. I hope you feel the love you deserve.
Zywa Sep 6
He already has

someone, I wish it was not --


I wish I was her.
Song "Plain Gold Ring" (1956, George Stone), sung in 1957 by Nina Simone (album "Little Girl Blue", 1959)

Collection "Loves Tricks Gains Pains in the 40s and 50s"
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