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"codelandandmore" poems
You look like a light-colored satin Stars f           a             l               l on your caramel hair Your laureate crown is permanent You walk fast as a local feline L'Empereur far from his throne You look disoriented You look tired It's nightfalling Resolution parts The moon shines Gold minds Lace L'étoile Jeune ace Shiny sleeves I go through a mirror You're sitting in there I hide carefully Not to be alert I have found myself again Dreaming of you inside The reflection of your mirror At night my opal                            sleeves are made of satin.    - Codelandandmore// 6:00 PM ©
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Apr 24, 2017
Apr 24, 2017 at 12:01 PM UTC
Satin Sleeves
Thought of all those stones hitting my window The crush lover is like a austere sword Marble frames Blue veins Ducheess ice skies Pure white sheets Padded look Wavy gold hair Lighthouse freckles reflections The spellcaster in her room Gentle sender Captivating eyes Creator of edens She prepares her cotton spell Si           tele             swee lk           pa              ts thy Mi        dia                 du lk         mond        st Thought of all those instants gemstones pictures - Codelandandmore //23:50 PM ©
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May 5, 2017
May 5, 2017 at 5:52 PM UTC
Cotton Spells
[The lines of the hands formed a complex map] Reality strikes The days pass by Two lines Different seasons Separate stations [Reality hitting on the rocks] Curve line erasing the good things of the past 2 drops of water falling on the way to the office   |        |   |        |   |        |  Old soundtrack passes over parallel tracks Theater full, broken line Days pass and pass Birthdays pass, not words Difficult to pretend to be well No words happen Places I’m not, line closed Places you are not, closed line Romanticism doesn’t feel the same as maps on our maps 2 parallel drops fall |                               | The game hits me against the rocks You don’t follow me in a straight line [Reality catches me] there are no words there is nothing thick fog The same lines Now they are parallel Your reality hits [The lines in my hand no longer form a map]    - Codelandandmore // 4:00 PM ©
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Apr 27, 2017
Apr 27, 2017 at 4:27 PM UTC
Parallel lines
I wish we were friends Angels flying in the cold air Incandescent auroras Prism reflections Uncertain ends My lovely eyes Electrified fences I can't advance The rain comes out of my eyes Bleeding hearts on the other side Your resplendent eyes The young hero Propriétaire du ciel I was alone Asking to myself When the sky is going to be ours I need a friend first Not you? - Codelandandmore // 23:06 PM ©
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May 1, 2017
May 1, 2017 at 5:08 PM UTC
Fils du Ciel
I trapped on the stairs full of turns A few days so high up in the sky A few days down in misery Sometimes led to sanity Sometimes led to gray Railings full of thorns         s   Down the rungs to   o n  u    i o                                   c       f           n Half-raised arm                                 Touching opacity Tail dress Bare feet Hidden blushes Saved hope Ballerina hands Lost in the middle of your stairs You pushed me down? Mess catch me Why? I'll always be the morning dew for you You insist on showing You forget the thread that joined You changed the pretty Why like this? You are well on which step you are? In which can I find you? It's not down to sadness (You changed the meaning The essence disappeared) Existence is like many steps                                        I thought I came to the top with you                                                                                                But it was an oasis For your young you: Generator of ascending stairs in our dimension. - Codelandandmore //20:30 PM ©
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May 7, 2017
May 7, 2017 at 2:35 PM UTC
Spiral Stairs
_______________ 2700 volts is what it feels like when you're near me. Deux câbles with unlimited power. Traffic lights Sidewalks Neon lights Fast roads Head lights Nothing matters Fluorescent lights Midnight youths Streetlights Connections Fireflies Wishes ___________________________________________________________ Deux fils imaginaires. Réseau électrique in my soul, you never need me now. -Codelandandmore // at midnight ©
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Jun 3, 2017
Jun 3, 2017 at 6:27 PM UTC
High Voltage
Where is Peter Rabbit? There was a patisserie I loved, everything was shaded with pastel colors. Awnings carved in gold, flourishes coming up because it's my favorite garden. He used to be in that garden, but not anymore. You had three sweet sisters, We drink raspberry-flavored tea, the air was soft and graceful. We wore dresses with thin lace at the edges, matching hats with the dresses. Transparent colors, like our hearts. We perfumed with violets and art. Flopsy was kind and generous, Mopsy was attentive and virtuous, Cottontail was imaginative and talented, I was a mix of all. One day Peter Rabbit came through the door, touched and disheveled for breaking the code in the garden. We look at each other like a second and now I live in that second. The times you showed up at the door and we never said a word, that game I liked to ► Then you disappeared because You wanted to evolve. I stood there without knowing anything about Peter Rabbit. Little reality was lost, Peter. (You wanted that?) Now we are the greyhound and March hare, playing the one who runs the most. Why did Peter Rabbit leave? -Codelandandmore // 0:36 ©
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Jun 19, 2017
Jun 19, 2017 at 6:41 PM UTC
Peter Rabbit
Same souls are an  _ island______ Eternal lamour Perfect glamor                        Flying             Transparency Quiet breeze         Fragrance Deep Vichy dress Glitter shoes Cat eye sunglasses Pearls ears Coast Chekbones Hills on her lips Holographic lady                                         views *** laude Seductive Highness Navy blue Hair waves Elegant hands Embroidery sigh Mozzarella lover Prince vibrations Coast lips                          Views *** laude Coastal environment Sun loungers in the sand Outside peopleland small views Fortuna collapses *** laude           views The refuge of the mermaids Corners illuminated Turquoise blue water Gauze Water We are _______ Caprisland ______ - Codelandandmore // 17:00 PM ©
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Apr 29, 2017
Apr 29, 2017 at 11:14 AM UTC
Capri Ode
London - Oxford City Road - Broad street Mail Centre - Inbox Beginning - Waiting Star - Crossed Alternate - Universe Crush - Class Artwork - Gallery Elevator - Replay Yours - Daydream Scarlet - Red Speechless - Breath Cool - Across Extremely - Intelligent Miraculously - Boy Awkwardness - Freckles Kinda - Like Corner - Paris Un - Usual Et - Hereal u - r - Fall in love of all about you -Codelandandmore // 19:59 ©
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Oct 12, 2017
Oct 12, 2017 at 2:04 PM UTC
moon · struck · match
·····The Top····· Golden yellow freshness, flowers and spikes rocking A large reservoir of water in the distance (Imaginations of us in my head among sweet clear wheat) I'm sitting on top of a hill Every day waiting for you                                and you don't arrive .... I don't understand the reasons Storm sounds far away Sad lyrics with violins start in my mind I wait for you every day Do not you remember the good times? When we spoke in writing, as little notes Because you don't tell me that you don't like the letters Do not like the slow romantic songs? I am still the classic romantic girl in a slightly sloppy dress What awaits you with illusions near the atmosphere I hope you aren't lost in another galaxy trying to be another Clouds formed by warm air You never arrive I wait for you Wishing you two legends together at the top of the hill. -Codelandandmore // 22:44PM ©
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May 30, 2017
May 30, 2017 at 4:48 PM UTC
Cumulonimbus ride
tock tock  r                   a                   c                                     heart ... (The door is open)                  i                   n                    g   [One look at a lady's dress] x When x It makes you three steps from the seas, Sit on the heights, skylines in your pocket heart, wine blushes in your pale complexion, first verse obsession.    [Hit you in secret] It makes you swim in the dark night, It makes you believe in the extraudinary, It makes your innocence shine, It makes you feel perfect piano notes, It makes you feel like a new taste, It makes you ascend to the farthest cloud. [It's exotic and iridescent] And you expect that hold the hand all night. - Now - Dear old verse, you do that - to go back through the years - to the smile of the girl in the pink dress. [Dear racing head, thanks for the notification] - Codelandandmore // 20:50 ©
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Sep 10, 2017
Sep 10, 2017 at 2:59 PM UTC
Dear first verse