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Look in your eyes
See the world
Turning beneath
The blankets
Covering us

My foot takes a step
To you, touching you
Next to me, your skin
Against mine, soft
As petals, roses drift

A rise, hard, stretching
The skin, almost painfully
The ache, desiring
You, next, now
My last

Wrapping my arms around
Encircling you, pulling
Your lips to lips
Kissing, a nibble
Tickling senses

Pulling your back
Against your head
Clasped gently in my palms
Sore, from days working
Building dreams

Our eyes open, four
Then, two and then one
Effort toward each another
But then, it's not other
It's us, no longer singularly

Entering and welcoming
Giving and taking
Given and taken
A past and a present
At the same time

Rhythmically sung,
Harmony beating
Hearts synced in
Fluttering of breath
Motions in feeling

Each against the other
Then with, at, on
Under, in, out
Off, around
Over, and

More, with fingers
Teeth, just not breaking
Skin, touching
Closer now
We ***

Clasped, gasping
Lips together, pressing
Hand grip sheets
Each other, the bed
For dear life

It begins, ending
Circling like sharks
Not apart, predators
Hunting each other
Smiles, hungry

Losing time in our
Repetitions, our hours
Drifting into ourselves
Then without separation
Passing in to each other

Asleep, between thrusts
In our arms, eyes close
Your head, my shoulder
Your body, protective
My blanket, my Baby

Our nakedness
To each other
Open, trusting
Dreaming
Together
Fingers like pieces
Puzzled together,
Like they were made
For the other's hands
Clasped together

Each not strong
Enough to hold
Themselves
Together,
They are

Side by side
Left close to right
Next to the other
Partner, partners
With, us, we, ours

Her wing stretches
Fifteen, maybe twenty
Feet, to either side
Again, by side
One wing each

Clouds sweep by
A jet, below, so slow
They grace, diving
Like a raptor
Then their wings

Switchblade
Out, zipping
Pulling, ripping
Them headlong
Out from the ground

Like a flower up, up, up
To the sun, to the sky
Back to the clouds
They were born
To explore
Having just one
Is about the same, sometimes
As having none
Like a hand
Or a wing

Like a bird
Who's never left
A nest, it's empty now
Baby bird on the ground
Left to die, one wing gone

We are all angels, or demons maybe
But either with one wing
Is grounded, for all intents
Doomed, or ******
Forever, never to fly

Until one takes another's hand
Lifts them up, an angel
A demon, lifts an angel
Definitely something beholden
It wouldn't matter

When you fly
Leaning on another
Using their wing
To help their own
Nothing matters

It's their hand,
You fly, high
Side by side
Neither behind
Neither ahead
  Aug 2014 The Unbeliever
Mercurychyld
That fluffy little kitty cat,
on the window sill she sat.

She licked and cleaned and groomed her hair,
just living life without a care.

Her daily thoughts were simple and pure,
of meals and treats, and she, demure.

Never did she bother thinking
that our days upon this earth were shrinking.

Seldom did she dream of love,
or of flying creatures just above.

That kitty cat, she walks the line.
Cool kitty cat, and she’s all mine.


-by Mercurychyld
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No idea where the inspiration for this one came. Just me being silly. I do that a lot, lol. ; )
Why do I continue
Allowing them to use me
Why do I smile
Through this wretched agony

They sit back and watch
As I do what they need
They sit back and laugh
As I break down and bleed

But I still insist
On helping the needy
But still I'm blind
To those who are greedy

I live off my kindness
And yet I'm breaking
To them I just a target
An advantage for the taking

The only home from the pain
Is when my ink hits the paper
Without this relief I'd go insane
Sometimes I wish I was just a vapor
I have lost who I am
Or was I just never found
I don't know when this began
Where do I start? Feeling drowned

I subconsciously blend
I'm a natural chameleon
My emotions and thoughts bend
I feel like an alien

Whomever I stand by
Is who I become
I could breakdown and cry
All these influences, like gum

I'm deep down somewhere
Just no clue where to begin
I need a white light to appear
Or forever my world will spin
Lost for who I am. So hard to explain.
Is destiny reality
Or just a falsity
Once I believed in destiny
Now I believe it's insanity

I'm a little lost for which path to take
I've been given so many
I just don't want to make a mistake
There are just so many possibilities

Which one is the right
Which one do I pick
Will I end up with a fright
Will I end up really sick

Too many choices
And so many voices
How do I know
Which path to follow

No longer do I believe
That there is destiny
My own path I shall conceive
Have I just created my own insanity
So many life possibilities handed to me but can only pick one. Im young and confused, don't know which path to take. My heart doesn't either lol
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