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RoKu Sep 2013
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The Sun will soon kiss the dew... Making all beings tremble in the presence of Love...
Heart and mind trembling:
"For what is the purpose of Beings?...
Except to feel & to journey faithfully One's Love..."
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Rockie May 2015
Something is missing.
You know why?
Because my heart tells me so.

Something is missing.
You know why?
Because my tears tell me so.

Something is missing.
You know why?
Because my trembling lips tell me so.

Something is missing.
You know why?
Because my wobbling insides tell me so.

Something is missing.
You know why?
Because my upset mind set tells me so.
You’re movements in the earth trembling like unsteady stars
You pull my limbs apart like planets orbiting a dying sun
(Tell yourself the truth before you get cut off)
There’s petrified stardust immortalized in your blood
You claim to own the nighttime like she’s a war that can be won
Counting down the minutes until darkness shows her son
A soldier versed in a song unsung
Patterns of neglect
reside at intersections
with doubts
and the relics of disrespect.

Wounded victims
hide
behind barricades
of anxiety and mistrust.

Gaps for sorrows
coincide with thoughts
trembling
like piano notes.

The ugly side of paradise
immortal, immoral
eluded the glimmer
of an impassive sun.

Oases defined
by the purity of light
shimmer
somewhere outside the mind.
Revenant Feb 2014
Your hands are trembling touches, shaky decisions, and warm wishes
Your lips like soft pillows, unrelenting waves, and firm beliefs
Your mouth like home, like hungry minds, like silent promises
Your shoulders like stability
Your chest like my hiding place
Your back like protection, like a shield, like my security
Your arms like a seatbelt, like heaters, like my comfort

Words like sugar
Eyes like oceans
Hair like down
Voice like honey

Dégagé
Amour de Monet May 2014
I want to fight you
and never close my eyes
for I’m afraid when I do
I will find the memories
of which I can’t let go
I’ll relive all he is
all I was beside him

To wake from this
desperately grasping to find
his heartbeat
feeling it as nothing more
than a pillow between
my trembling white knuckles

Knowing it was just a dream
Is to relive the relentless ache
of losing him all over again
Trembling hands,
palpitating heart
my vision starts to fall apart
my leg wont stop shaking
No, im not faking,
I'm just nervous.

— The End —