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there was no escape
your soul bewitched mine
the instant our eyes met
on velvet nights
our bodies bled into one,
moonlight kissing flesh
a love so full of fire
the stars themselves
faced inwards to watch
our nightly worship.
- my heart still remembers your touch, does that make me wicked?
Nicole 4d
He was too many poems
And she was frankly too
Tired to write one more,
Except the one that she
Left in the shambles of her
Heart, snoring loudly
With fear of it being kissed awake.
i long to be
your first cup of coffee
kissing those
sleepy eyes awake,
whilst you feel the warmth
spread through your bones.
i long to be
the reminder of home
felt with each
gentle mouthful,
now an essential part
of your daily ritual.
i long for you
to spend the day thinking
of when you might
taste me next,
leaving hints of cinnamon
and sweetness on your lips.
- this morning, with her, having coffee.
Joanna hurt me
She broke my heart torn apart
No I am less whole
Heart break hurts always
Reminders daily sometimes
This season is hard
james 6d
caught between the sun and the moon
both become lost to me
and i find i am nothing more
than the vast and endless sky inbetween
changed my bio, here's what it used to be

it was in those moments
between each stolen kiss
in that deafening silence
with starlight pouring
from your lips
i felt planets collide
universes bending
into one another
our love was never
bound for this world
our love something
else completely
as ancient as the stars
transcending even time her self
something else entirely my love
something extraterrestrial

i still see your face every single night.
mind wanders
and sometimes mind gets lost
but mind always come home
to you
finally, i can post again.
child, please be silent
you know not of what you speak
your words are untrue
your verses are unholy
imagine you without me
zee 7d
tired and restless souls
so lost with their own shadows
finding their way home
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