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Of course
I love the way
Your hands
Have begun to
Linger at my waist
Your new way to hold me
Of course I love it
When you kiss me
With SO much passion
That each time it takes my breath away
And of course
I love it when you kiss me
And grab a handful of my hair
Making messy and
Then best of all
How you tug it lightly
And my head tilts back
Or tries to
But my lips are
So attached to yours
They'd hate to let go
I feel claimed as yours
When you do this
I like being claimed
Especially by you.
These tears burn,
more than the razor.

Your smile was like ******,
it pervaded my body.
Changing the chemistry of my brain.

The sun borrows it's light from you.
You make the ocean feel parched.

Too much of you is not enough,
while enough of you is dangerous.

I wish I had more time,
to taste your sugar coated lips.
I wish I had more time,
to breathe in your galaxy of scents.
I wish I had more time,
to live under your light;
engulfed in your darkness.
You say "see you tomorrow"
Without thinking it over very much.
Right after you said this with a smile
I noticed that the you who can say
"See you tomorrow"
Is here with me.
If by some chance,
I end up
Doubting myself
At that moment, look,
Both the moon and the sun can't shine.
My hand I reach out
Is going beyond the light
Because there is a future
We wish for.
I can hear it, I can feel it
As you keep crying, as you stay who you are
I will convey this to you there.
Because it will reach, because it will echo
I will stay as I am, and
Embrace all of your sadness in my arms.
Even now, I still don't
Have that much confidence.
There are times you can't step forward
If you think to yourself, what will happen
If I make a mistake
Or if I look back?
If it's just that you can't make a choice,
Then there's no need to worry.
But then you also
Won't be able to change.
When was it? What happened?
They said it was no good anymore, that it was all over
At that time
What was it? Who was it?
Even like that, the reason I was able to somehow
Move ahead once again is because I was thinking,
Too you,
I believe, I'm believed in.
For you,
I feel like I can even fly in the sky
If it's for only your sake.
 Feb 2013 unashamedlyashley
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Said the fawn unto the fox:
Sing to me a song of happiness
And the fox swirled rusty 'round
her twig legs- breathing about her
a scarf, crimson draping the snow.
First- said the fox:
First, show me your secret antlers,
and then I shall sing to you a song
of all the happiness of the earth.


Said the fawn unto the fox:
antlers, I have not.
They are spoken within a tree
and written in his knots.

And the fox swirled rusty 'round
her twig heart- breathing within her
a Sun, crimson draping her soul.
Then- said the fox:
Then, take everything you know
feed it light to make it grow
until the tree is the whole sky
and you are the North Wind, just as fast
telling stories to the aurora borealis
and making promises to last


And then, said the fox:
*And then you shall be mine,  
and I shall sing to you a song
of all the happiness of the earth.
Have you ever had somebody love you more than anything else?
because it is honestly the greatest feeling in the entire universe.
comparable to the first ray of sunshine after weeks of rain
or the first sprout of a flower in an otherwise barren field
like finding a sand dollar on the beach that is completely in tact
the smell of summer wafting in the air on the last day of school
or the way an old book feels in your hands as you turn the page
infinite
-
If you could encapsulate a precise feeling
Enlarge it, breath it in, hold it for a little
Longer....wrap you arms around it.....
                                                         ­        what would it be....?
Would it be a crystalised memory?
                                                                ­a
Photograph worn at the edges from long ago
Held touches pristinely varnished?
                                                      ­          a
Song captured mid verse? whose notes bear witness
Forever black stalks glooped in circular feet

Would it be....
                                                          ­       a
Atmospheric winged horizon, caught out as a bubble
Links the past
Yet here, what would be the exact nature of your
bubbliography?
                                                                ­ a
Winged bird, a pleasure dome, soft far off yonderings of
                                                              ­   a
Soul searcher locating peace everlasting
But...what peace?....dare I ask you...would you give up for another

Handing you choice, choose one to......
                                                        ­            hold with memories
I’ll live without love
If you take away my heart

I’ll live without sense
If you take away my mind

I’ll die in agony
If you take away my art

I’ll die in darkness
If you leave me that blind.
It is all defined
With our fingers entwined,
Our feet aligned,
When out soft brown eyes
Methodize.
My head is foggy and mesmerized.
Your smile enraptures me,
I hold my breath and count to three,
I start to restrain, then disagree.
I let go of all my doubt,
This is all my thoughts revolve about,
The body urge to belt it out.
So what is this,
If not bliss?
This sweet felicity of your kiss….
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