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Why does the moon keep on hiding their dark side, Am I turning into just like you, reflecting the bright and hiding in the dark night.
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May 29, 2021
May 29, 2021 at 4:36 AM UTC
Moony
. in the whites of our eyes, no language can interpret, in the skins of lost bodies, no soul can birth rich flesh, in two hearts beating twined, by all what blight moon shows. i have walked alone as you, creeping in avenues so alone, i have made peace in sorrows, that you share and i sure know, we both stride with mists of rains, white washed by what moon shows. this world, cast for walking ghosts, those who know but shadow speak, avenues trod, unspoken indifferences, spoke fingers that long for heated touch, bodies crying need for moist engulfments, beneath shroud, beams, what moon shows. .
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Feb 16, 2019
Feb 16, 2019 at 12:38 AM UTC
What Blight Moon Shows
. I visioned you, With her in fields Of long green grass Underneath the sun. I watched you, ****** each other Like shears to a lamb Naked and joyous. You left me here, In the plots of blade And purple thistle crown A princess undone. I will nay curse you, Nor she who destroyed Me as I was once alive, Woke under your spell.
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Dec 31, 2016
Dec 31, 2016 at 3:58 AM UTC
Your Spell
. Cloud covers the sky, Flashes shimmer through, Golden rims surrounding blue. Your breath was lighted language I could hardly breathe, nil airs, The earth was smothered on highs, My only breaths broke out into sighs. Our breaths enjoined us once unto sun For you, my deathly lad took all, I look into wee, empty, cold heavens, See shout out names of babes forsaken. In heaven is a moon taking breaths away
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Sep 5, 2016
Sep 5, 2016 at 11:01 AM UTC
Breath Spells
We said our love things Under light of the moon, New faces sparked, shimmered, tied In the blinks of heavens, O true eyes, Among a grand Milky Way of stars An so hot were the froths of cold air, Steaming in swirls of daze Round our faces into blaze. We said our love things With swim of hands locked, Rowing out to sea like little wan skiffs, Dreamy and drunk in the ocean shifts And muffled hearts broke skin drums, Fell the waves rushing into dark some, O how lovely and dire the airs How ocean sighed with us fair, Yet, loss grew unmeasured, By love things so treasured, Our little boat was cast out, away too far, We lost dear knowledge, the guiding stars, Confounding joys split the night so clear, Meek, spindrift promises, offered up wares, Vouched keen love things Under fates, flighty moon.
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Mar 9, 2016
Mar 9, 2016 at 2:38 AM UTC
Love Things
A lonesome quiet autumn night With my twitching, pouring sight Some just might, hold one tight As lonesome as this quiet autumn night With self-devouring, melancholy I as many, you as few We'll be alright in this chilly, jolly quiet, moony midnight dew
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Oct 13, 2015
Oct 13, 2015 at 11:23 AM UTC
Midnight Dew
mischief and such wit moony, wormtail, padfoot, prongs they're the marauders and when the job's done wave your wand and just say this 'mischief managed!' done cleverness present but wasted on breaking rules yet used for the fun
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Aug 7, 2015
Aug 7, 2015 at 10:07 AM UTC
the marauders (haiku)