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I love her like the stars love the night we are two forbidden lovers touched by one another souls intertwine colliding with the hearts of others we swear to our hearts the promises we will keep. each breath I long for her , I miss the taste of her lips they tasted like addiction oh sweet addiction I knew that once I tasted her I would crave her for a million lifetimes . my heart begs for her but my mind has locked her away, but each heart beat only beats for her says her name as if it were a prayer ... I loved her in each lifetime I loved her in each year, day , hour , minute , seconds truth is I've always loved her .
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Dec 5, 2018
Dec 5, 2018 at 2:52 PM UTC
i love her
Fairy boy, you catch my eye, Trough candles and smoke In a loop of time We have a nice talk A fine glass of wine And coziness in the dark You’re strange, but fair I have to confess Under tilleylamps flicker I care even less Wether fairy or not You are pleasing my eyes And I recognize The fume between your lips Suits your face too well To resist any kiss Or any little spell
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Dec 27, 2018
Dec 27, 2018 at 2:01 PM UTC
Magic of a Fay
When I first saw you, You took my breath away You showered me with affection And kind words Things I was never used to You held me You kissed me You made me feel fearless Like the whole world was my oyster You made me feel loved You told me you loved me Over and over A kiss for each time you did And you held my hand all the way through Now when I see you, The anxiety you give me takes my breath away You shower me with death glares And venomous words Things that I was never used to with you You stare in anger You stare in hatred You make me feel worthless Like the whole world is closing in You make me feel betrayed You give me excuses Over and over A hiss each time you do And you scream all the way through
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Nov 24, 2018
Nov 24, 2018 at 3:03 PM UTC
It isn't so different
The nun, plump, robed in a black and white habit, walked across the front of the class of girls. Fay sat half way down on the left next to the girl Millicent Sullivan (whose aunt was a nun in Ireland). "Immaculate Conception," the nun said," what does it mean and to whom does it refer?" The girls stared at the nun whose two chins wobbled as she spoke. Millicent didn't raise her hand even though she knew the answers, but put on her innocent gaze. "Some of you girls must know the answers," the nun said moodily. Fay raised her hand and heads turned to look at her. "Well, Fay?" She felt herself blush and lowered her hand from view. "It means one conceived without blemish or sin," she said in a soft voice. The nun stood up to her full five foot frame. "And what does conceived mean in this context?" A few girls sniggered, others gazed at Fay. The classroom seemed to shrink to a white glow containing just her and the nun. "Not sure, Sister Luke," she said. The nun gazed around the room. "I am sure one of you girls know the answer to this," Sister Luke said. The girls just stared at the nun. Millicent raised her hand and said: "It means when the man's stuff meets the woman's egg." Some girls blushed, others looked puzzled. "You have the idea. Now to whom was it applied?" Sister Luke asked staring at other girls. "The ****** Mary?" A thin girl at the back of class replied doubtfully. Fay knew it was, but said nothing more. The nun went on to elaborate details. Fay was puzzled by the man's stuff and egg. She wondered if Benny knew. She would ask him after school when she met him on the way home. He knew about things like battles and wars and once kept a goldfish in a glass bowl until he lost it down the sink. He might know, she mused, she didn't know otherwise what to think.
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Sep 14, 2018
Sep 14, 2018 at 4:15 PM UTC
Ask Benny 1960.
The nun, plump, robed in a black and white habit, walked across the front of the class of girls. Fay sat half way down on the left next to the girl Millicent Sullivan (whose aunt was a nun in Ireland). "Immaculate Conception," the nun said," what does it mean and to whom does it refer?" The girls stared at the nun whose two chins wobbled as she spoke. Millicent didn't raise her hand even though she knew the answers, but put on her innocent gaze. "Some of you girls must know the answers," the nun said moodily. Fay raised her hand and heads turned to look at her. "Well, Fay?" She felt herself blush and lowered her hand from view. "It means one conceived without blemish or sin," she said in a soft voice. The nun stood up to her full five foot frame. "And what does conceived mean in this context?" A few girls sniggered, others gazed at Fay. The classroom seemed to shrink to a white glow containing just her and the nun. "Not sure, Sister Luke," she said. The nun gazed around the room. "I am sure one of you girls know the answer to this," Sister Luke said. The girls just stared at the nun. Millicent raised her hand and said: "It means when the man's stuff meets the woman's egg." Some girls blushed, others looked puzzled. "You have the idea. Now to whom was it applied?" Sister Luke asked staring at other girls. "The ****** Mary?" A thin girl at the back of class replied doubtfully. Fay knew it was, but said nothing more. The nun went on to elaborate details. Fay was puzzled by the man's stuff and egg. She wondered if Benny knew. She would ask him after school when she met him on the way home. He knew about things like battles and wars and once kept a goldfish in a glass bowl until he lost it down the sink. He might know, she mused, she didn't know otherwise what to think.
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The phases of matter all turn into one When her lips touch mine It burns like a thousand supernovas And freezes like the vaccuum of space The stars spill bright light through the invisble river That holds no air in the darkness The cheek of her face brushing mine Fills me with the feeling Of my heart when I see crescent moons I can't wait to float away Into the bright swirling stars In the distance With nobody but you And maybe when we do that We'll feel the stars pull us back Like on starships
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Apr 8, 2017
Apr 8, 2017 at 1:10 PM UTC
Final Frontier
Maybe she sees Gentle rays of the sun Glimmer from my face Just like how I see her: The light in the darkness Of life's obscure fog I wonder if she feels The warm summer breeze That would slowly blow Upon her soft cheeks Whenever I speak The same breeze I feel When she tells me Nothings and somethings I hope she feels The slight glow Of white moonlight When my arms wrap around her The very same glow Whenever her arms Lock themselves behind me Sending me a message To never let her go I wish she forgets seeing The heavy rains That flood the roads on my face Whenever I asked If I were enough for her Or if I were too much to handle I wish she understands The cyclones in my head That clap thunder and flash lightning Whenever the anger in me Boils the chaotic saltwater And creates tsunamis In the vast ocean of my mind I wish she forgives me For the hailstorms in my words That fall to the ground And break like glass shards That shatter windows and roofs And car windshields and windows I am a force of nature
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Mar 1, 2017
Mar 1, 2017 at 8:29 AM UTC
"I am in love with a force of nature."
WARREN BEATTY AND FAY DUNAWAY GET THE WINNERS ENVELOPE THE WRONG PICTURE WAS AWARDED CAN THE OSCARS COPE LALA LAND WAS THE WINNER BUT IT WASN'T REALLY AT ALL THE ORGANISERS GOT IT WRONG THEY REALLY DROPPED THE BALL IN 89 YEARS OF ACADEMY AWARDS THIS IS THE GREATEST MISTAKE IT WILL GO DOWN IN HISTORY AND GIVE THE OSCARS A SHAKE
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Feb 27, 2017
Feb 27, 2017 at 9:13 PM UTC
WRONG ENVELOPE
Am I enough? It's just that I never feel Like I'm enough It's like there's so much more That I can do But can't Because of My empty pockets Or my bursts of depression Or my rage toward the past Or whatever else I'm sorry if I can't give you the world in itself At this very moment, But I'm giving you bits and pieces So that one day you'll be able to take them And put them together to see it I'm trying I'm trying I really am trying Believe me I want to give you the universe From the grains of sand Which you hate so much To the stars in the sky That I have never seen Just you wait, my love
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Feb 6, 2017
Feb 6, 2017 at 6:29 AM UTC
Darling, I have a question:
The way she smiled At the sight of Pretty glass bottles And things like honey Always amused me She sees so much good in this world And she is slowly teaching me how to
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Jan 17, 2017
Jan 17, 2017 at 5:44 AM UTC
It's the little things
To be honest, I was always quite scared At the thought of meeting you. Blood used to rush through my body Whenever I thought of breathing the same air In the same room as you. I'm glad you pushed me to come Because you gave the bitter, black coffee A few tablespoons of sugar.
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Jan 2, 2017
Jan 2, 2017 at 9:42 AM UTC
thoughts over tea
I'm waiting for my tea to arrive in this hotel lobby. The slow piano music playing in the background Is more familiar than it should be. I should be calm, but all of the couples around me Are exchanging sweet nothings and sweeter kisses And it makes me jealous Because I wish you were here So we could do the same. Tea is here, love.
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Jan 2, 2017
Jan 2, 2017 at 7:40 AM UTC
Rooibos
I went to the flat today The pink light from the red curtains Colored in the white walls That held your new life in pictures And the bed where we laid Reciting lost poetry to each other At four in the morning Contained the same mess That was made the day you left I stood still in the middle of everything And took the deepest breath I could Before having to go back into the ocean We all call "the real world" In that breath, I heard your soft voice Whispering sweet somethings into my ear, I felt your hands slowly grip mine, And the feeling of your loving eyes staring Into every fiber of my lonesome being Gave me goosebumps In that moment, I was calm again My mind was once again at peace After all the hours of screaming After all the days of torture **** I said "I almost forgot to bring home the soy milk"
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Dec 24, 2016
Dec 24, 2016 at 6:50 AM UTC
True Purpose
Less than two minutes I heard your voice For less than two minutes today I hope the sound of it rings in my head For the remaining 1438 and a half
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Dec 23, 2016
Dec 23, 2016 at 8:21 PM UTC
A Short Call
I miss the air in your apartment The scent of you and city air fills it up The calm and the chaos in every inhale I miss the warm days with cool breeze Where your lips descended upon mine And our tongues ran in each others' mouths Like wild horses over grassy hills I miss the cool nights with warm breeze Where our minds ascended into the stars While bottles of craft beer and odd mixes Gradually declined into emptiness I miss you.
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Dec 23, 2016
Dec 23, 2016 at 1:05 PM UTC
Come back to me, my darling.
it's a hot day in mid-December as well the world (as we know it) has gone even more topsy-turvy Decembers used to be cold like heartbreak after a date or a cold shower at 4 a.m. there isn't much around besides the ceiling, the floor, and the four walls that confine me while the not-so-soothing sounds of motorcycles pass by my cage with silver bars that i like to call my house i miss you and the summer's warmth you bring when nights are cold and the October breeze you have when the days are hot
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Dec 21, 2016
Dec 21, 2016 at 11:56 PM UTC
I'm talking to you from the cage
The cold mountain air nips at my cheeks While I sit on the cold grass of this slope I can feel the chills poke my skin like needles And crawl down my spine like spiders But the chills aren't worse than the cold feeling in my chest Because you aren't here by my side
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Oct 31, 2016
Oct 31, 2016 at 9:19 AM UTC
Tagaytay
Be strong, my dear Because I know you can do it The demons crawl up From the ground below And steal the air you breathe But take it back from them Because it's rightfully yours Be strong, my dear Because I know you can do it
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Oct 28, 2016
Oct 28, 2016 at 2:28 PM UTC
Vacation
I used to spend my nights With only bottles of alcohol as friends They didn't care if I talked about Love or Dying or Life or Anything They listened Months later, I met her She didn't mind if I talked about Love or Dying or Life or Anything She listened And said she loved me And I abandoned my old friends Because she gave me the bittersweet buzz Without the bitter I never liked the bitter
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Oct 26, 2016
Oct 26, 2016 at 8:01 AM UTC
I don't need it
I have not felt the perfect calm That exists when I'm in proximity to your being Since the day you walked through those doors The light of the sun no longer shines down I can only feel its searing heat boiling my blood and skin The stars and moon no longer give light in the evening They left me with only the darkness of the night sky as company
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Oct 23, 2016
Oct 23, 2016 at 3:18 AM UTC
I wish the days moved faster
The world around me has always been gray The buildings, the trees, the skies, and the people Have always been duller than the blade I used to cut myself with Now I see the world in bright colors Because you came in and painted it all From corner to corner to corner to corner And you filled in every detail And every spot that was bleak Darling, when the colors in your life fade, Remember that I will always be there To bring back all of the lost vibrance And add a lot more
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Oct 19, 2016
Oct 19, 2016 at 10:06 AM UTC
Painters
I used to enjoy Reading books in my empty bedroom While I sipped on a cup of green tea (Or whatever tea I had in my cup) During the weekends Singing songs To an audience of nobody at all Was also a hobby of mine (One I very much enjoyed) The darkness in my room, That embraced me During moments of depression, No longer holds me like it used to The day you walked fully into my life Was the day I realized I was not solitary And it was also the day That I stopped fancying being alone
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Oct 16, 2016
Oct 16, 2016 at 11:52 AM UTC
Alone
I've lived In this city 18 years And I never saw it The way she saw it Until she showed me I never saw the lights In the buildings Because there were no reasons To look at them Until she told me How beautiful they were And she was right The city Isn't so mundane Anymore
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Oct 13, 2016
Oct 13, 2016 at 11:42 AM UTC
Her Favorite View
I love you so much I love you too You have given me happiness in this dark time And I love you so much for it Oh darling Words cannot even express how much I am thankful for you and how much I love you "Love" is not an adequate enough term for everything I feel in my heart, mind, and soul for you. If only there were a word for what we feel for each other. My being wants to scream that word out into the cosmos, But I do not know what the word is. *I want to write the word, over and over again all over my blank white walls until they crumble I want to say it to you every time I kiss you, every time you hold my hand, and every time I so much as think of you. Iñigo. I love you with every shred of my being. Every cell in my body misses you with ever passing nanosecond. I want you here.* We're going to go around the world to look for that word. We will look at every painting in every museum. Every sculpture in every garden. Every star in the sky. We will find this word. And I love you with every shred of mine. Each time I say your name or even think about it or you, I fall in love all over again I as well We're stronger than the days. Stronger than time. We can get through this. *Stronger than the toughest rock, stronger than water. We will. We must.* Stronger than every wind that has ever touched the earth. I love you. I love you too.
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Oct 11, 2016
Oct 11, 2016 at 4:22 AM UTC
The Word: A Conversation
I miss you so much I miss you too I want you so badly right now Me too, darling... I miss holding you And your presence And your voice *I miss the smell of your perfume I miss your hands I miss running my fingers through your hair* I miss the taste of your lips And the warmth of your skin I miss your eyes and their depth I miss you entirely I miss your being around me ******* it, Lorenzo*
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Oct 9, 2016
Oct 9, 2016 at 5:06 AM UTC
I Miss You: A Conversation