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#delicacy
submerged in a cascade of cacophony, my pieces wade like fish, into semptember's silvery net so its plundering pull would heave them                                                                  out from their misery, grant them purpose in the mouths of fortunes, that gobble them as delicacies;  they wither, till my egg-fragile                                                           heart unravels itself, savors the warmth of the virgo sun, and hatches immaculately, into me.
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Aug 29, 2020
Aug 29, 2020 at 4:49 PM UTC
plundered into virgo
I keep waiting For you to say My name Lingering in the background I watch you With hands open Stretching out my fingers Trying to tug At your shadow Pulling you closer, closer I want you To consume Every inch of me Set me free In the strength of your smile And the delicacy of my sigh
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Aug 28, 2020
Aug 28, 2020 at 6:57 PM UTC
Delicacy
I discovered beauty through a pair of tearful eyes. The light of day broke the running waterfall to reveal what was hidden behind such delicacy: knowledge, kindness, warmth, passion. One cannot place their hands on beauty, it cannot be held in an embrace, the core of its meaning is fully locked behind guarded orbs.
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Jul 28, 2020
Jul 28, 2020 at 2:15 PM UTC
How to Find Beauty
Thank you for loving me And from your existence you have forbidden me And with delicacy, you left me With the same precision, you slaughtered me Your love was all that mattered to me So you deserted me You hurt me You killed my heart And killed me
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Jun 1, 2020
Jun 1, 2020 at 9:33 AM UTC
Thank you for loving me
i think your neck is a delicacy soft smooth bitter and sweet.
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Jun 7, 2019
Jun 7, 2019 at 10:33 PM UTC
neck
My sweet songbird My sweet little Ortolan Captured in my hugs Force-fed I love yous Drowned in poetry Draped in linen to hide from God As I swallow you whole My sweet little Ortolan My sweet songbird
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Jun 4, 2019
Jun 4, 2019 at 9:14 PM UTC
Ortolan
Anteaters eat Ants. How can they taste the small Ants, their delicacy?
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Apr 21, 2019
Apr 21, 2019 at 2:53 PM UTC
(HAIKU)...~ANTEATERS~
dampness forms in her eyelids, slowly treading itself down her honey skin, slipping down her cheeks; teardrops are born. brown eyes gaze into the horizon, sweeping over the sunset, forever wondering; if the pain will cease. fragile fingertips trace shapes, twirling and digging themselves, into the earth's surface; dreading to be loved. heart strings pull and release, yanking emotional impulses, and flooding imperfections; coveting for a shoreline. delicate arms are open, awaiting for the storm to hit, a futile attempt to embrace it; but she is the storm.
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Mar 9, 2019
Mar 9, 2019 at 11:37 AM UTC
she is the storm
“Engulfed in bubblewrap Oh, he's a fragile gift A colorless soul, some would say For anyone could colour him Most would paint over the lines Some would never even reach the delicate corners I know of one fine artist that could paint him Her fine fingers formed with delicacy For only she could grace him with panache Regrettably, their paths would never cross As she is engulfed in bubblewrap too, And lives in a separate box” — Demi.M Potts
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Jan 24, 2019
Jan 24, 2019 at 7:02 AM UTC
Delicacy
It was a dream exemplary and honorable Delicacy laid in a glittering table What a sweet dream it was The sight so glamorous it will never last The sweet scent has gone by A luxurious aroma so enchanting, like I'm about to fly Living in a castle full of delicacy and dreams A knock on the door swept in Come on and join me and take my heart My sorrows withers when I'm with you Trembling, Crying The table is breaking, castle is fading Shes chomping the delicacies voraciously, without hesitation My Pride, My Hope, My Dreams She ate it all, it shreds my heart And when she's done, She left to find a new castle
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Dec 28, 2018
Dec 28, 2018 at 11:59 AM UTC
The Castle Of Dreams
By: Reuben Paredes New, menus for you to taste, Eating, every meal without any haste, With, tender love of serving, Zeal, of memories that is never ending, Entice, your appetite until you craze, Awaits, for the main course that you will praise, Love, the dessert that makes you crave, Acquit, yourself in the guilt you have, Never, let anyone take a chance for you to grab, Different, sensation tickles you to nab.
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Dec 30, 2017
Dec 30, 2017 at 10:51 PM UTC
NEWZEALAND
By: Reuben Paredes Make, a snack of tortilla wrap, Enchiladas, a sauce that put on top, X, example of food mouth drip, In, churros a pastry chocolate dip, Coat, in sugar until it reach the lip, Overly, delicious recipe you can’t skip.
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Dec 30, 2017
Dec 30, 2017 at 10:51 PM UTC
MEXICO
By: Reuben Paredes I falling in love eating, Tomatoes use in garnishing, And drinking, Lemon that is refreshing, Yet, the dishes are rewarding.
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Dec 30, 2017
Dec 30, 2017 at 10:50 PM UTC
ITALY
Don't fall in love with a writer. A writer will take you to worlds unknown and you will get lost. Don't fall in love with a poet. A poet will construct stanzas of love and heartbreak, Leaving you desperate for words unfathomable. Don't fall in love with an artist. An artist will paint you into their realm of never ending paintbrush strokes where love is just another color on a canvas, Just like sadness. Don't fall in love with her, She is a mindless soul wandering the halls of heartache. Don't look at her, Her eyes will pull you deeper into the gold flakes that encircle her pupils like stars surrounding a black hole. Don't fall in love with her touch, Fragile fingers tracing patterns over your skin like a delicate knife cutting you open to create flesh wounds never to heal. Don't fall in love with her body, Captivating you with her honey drizzled hips, Nectar inducing lips, Taunting you as she strips. Your skin is like fire, Burning flames dancing and mingling with just a fleeting touch of her beauty. Don't fall in love with her, But, You already have.
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Aug 6, 2017
Aug 6, 2017 at 12:18 AM UTC
Don't
We can whisper into the universe with all our might We hold onto hope in the terror off night. We are in the abyss, do you not see this? We are stranded in eternity inside the universes glove. The delicacy of our humankind is bound by love.
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Jan 10, 2017
Jan 10, 2017 at 7:28 AM UTC
Alone in love
my fingers are stiff and worn unable to give birth to the small and delicate so maybe instead i'll try to create the Universe
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Apr 9, 2014
Apr 9, 2014 at 9:25 PM UTC
It Pays Off