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A Watoot Apr 2015
A howl of the wolf in this eerie night
Reminds me that I'm not alone in my wood cabin;
Yet I lay myself on the cold wooden floor
While salty liquids drop from my eye.

It roll down to my lips and I taste the bitterness.
I'm in my nightgown waiting for my heart to fix itself;
Yet it waits for you to come as the moon wans over again.
****.
A Watoot Apr 2015
It's pretty simple actually.
Make love to me like you don't know what tomorrow is;
Like a hungry animal craving for flesh.
Worship me like I'm providing you air for breathing.
Love me like I'm the best person in the world;
Like I'm the perfect person.
Make me feel that I'm special.
Even if I'm the ******* person in the world,
Make me feel like I'm a special kind of ****.
Give me the love that I deserve.

*Treat me like a queen;
A queen that loves you, she bows down to her slave.
It's as simple as that.
A Watoot Apr 2015
Sand on my hair,
Salt in my ears,
Fish on my toe.
I grabbed a handful of sand
and tossed it in the sea.
A ripple formed.
The hardened sand scattered into the sea;
tiny little grains;
And I remembered why I did not choose you.
It's because you never really loved me.
ah.weird memories. no ache.  plain numb.
A Watoot Mar 2015
A statue of beauty
Slowly being unveiled
By the artist so proud of his work.
Only to see that
Its clay arms melted
Along with his dreams.
Too bad people cannot see beauty in imperfection.
A Watoot Mar 2015
Hey,
threads and needles;
hook and eye;
you and me.
eh.
A Watoot Mar 2015
Nobody saw my flame; **and you will be consumed next.
Try turning the tables.  Remember, I can turn your chair upside down with you hanging on the ceiling.
  Mar 2015 A Watoot
epictails
She was found
His fingers traced the topography of her body
Up and down, in and out of the cave and mountain
A healthy rain forest laid on the map
Mother Gaia breathes out a moan,
Her gem gripping in anticipation

How he found her,
Through a looking glass, he found her body
Dead and alive, he didn't care
She was as pale as the moonlight
Her eyes were bloodshot
But he groaned still in pleasure and pain
The rivers changed color, from blue to red
Blood and stench of human flesh
Were nothing compared to the carcass of Gaia's wrath
Death and passion in the air
He worshipped her more fervently
Like she was as fleeting as time
Her body motionless, his life gave vigor to her
A beautiful statue, still revolving
A graceful apparition turned to flesh
Pearls of life breathed into her skin
Life came out, they knew him as god
First ever collab with a friend who's also into poetry and writing weird stuff like myself hahaha
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