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wearegerms May 2013
Tingling & loosing my ability to function
Twitching thoughts cut through my memories
I use to admire you from a distance
But now you sit right in front of me, but I wish you wouldn’t speak
The absence of your voice allows me to imagine all the things you’d do to me

The subtle touch of your hand on my thigh…
Makes me nervous and wildly insecure
& Afraid that my imagination is the sole source of your touch
The development of feelings not meant to be unleashed on earth’s domain
Lead me to watch my back as I approach eternity

Running….Running…

Catching up to a spirit that doesn’t want to be found
I lead you to my resting place
Un-breaking all my memories
I sit you down
in the
dark
for
you
to see
all there is
in this kaleidoscope heart

Fragments of desire that wait to intertwine with the gardens of your soul

Running… Running…
into your arms
star dust collides into a poetic awakening
wearegerms May 2013
Pursuing passions fills the world with a throbbing that echoes into other galaxies

Defining gravity, a story is told that burns through time

Leaving humanity with sharpened tears that flower madness and move mountains

(more to come...)
wearegerms Feb 2013
We are living in a sea of optimism
Unable to be mislead
The same story is being told
It gets so old and feels so cold

You flood us with distractions
That germinate our brains

You fill our lungs with air like a mother’s soothing words
In your sad attempt to ease our sanity
Still we choke and cough up tattered parts

You forget dangerous citizens are involved in a symphonic history
We eat our chicken and never speak
At least that’s what we wish for you to think

Your promises of progress unite most mindlessly
But there are some that know one day your floating fortress will crumble as we make it quake

The price of progress is much too high;
We will not consume it any longer
Or we shall suffer from incurable sanity

(written from the point of view of a person rebelling against force-fed ignorance)
wearegerms Feb 2013
I aim to delight in your laughter
Lost at sea, I wasn't to be
Gleaming with sunflower eyes
wearegerms Feb 2013
Overwhelmed & underground
Aching like a willow tree

Too early to tell if you bite deep enough

Anxious & blue I lie on the floor
My stomach is cruel

It defies my combative mind
Jelly or jam will not do
wearegerms Jan 2013
Anticipation sustains the shock
To Immateria I run from solitude

Gravity binds motionless tears and aspirations

Unsettled minds quiver with passion as madness leads back to a private paradise
A charismatic figure emerges to save me from this senile suicide

Dancing images separate me from the eyeless monsters

Enthusiasm curves my lips as the alchemist invades my consciousness

The drowsy air hums like a savage
and eternity amuses itself on our fluttering lips
wearegerms Jan 2013
Talking in whispers in unknown worlds
A distinguished visitor was dreadfully shaken
As he could not keep up with her shadows

He trembled as the moon grew bright
While the wild cries made him twitch with passion

Underneath the curious light they stood with beating hearts
Listening to the growing of the trees
He wished to dance with the trees

And have the wind become his tempest
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