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"delph" poems
there's a fairy in the dairy you like to consume, another one for the daisies next to the museum, and there's one that daily delivery of ***** there's an elf under your bookshelf. another one for mr. delph who lives near the continental shelf. a mermaid in your bathtub, two in the toilet in the pub. stories are dipped into pixie dust, takes you to days of future and past.
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Mar 27, 2016
Mar 27, 2016 at 12:31 AM UTC
veigniolle
daily magic.
there's a fairy in the dairy you like to consume, another one for the daisies next to the museum, and there's one that daily delivery of ***** there's an elf under your bookshelf. another one for mr. delph who lives near the continental shelf. a mermaid in your bathtub, two in the toilet in the pub. stories are dipped into pixie dust, takes you to days of future and past.
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I've been burned many times in my life From a stove, a fire, A lighter or a match, A candle or its wax Even just from food— A drink taken too soon Scalded my tongue— Now nothing tastes the same. My feelings, too, Laid bare like a muscle, Pulled from within, Blazed, With a flame, That burned what couldn't last. And the only way to teach That fire is hot Is to let someone Touch it, Because will Can’t be stopped. , "I told you it was hot, But you had to see for yourself, Now you have that ugly mark" You reached for the comfort— But it shattered like delph. Now cold water Is all that listens. But no water calms the ache Rising from the burn, Already blooming- On your hand. Because wonder outweighed warning— You had to know the flame.
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Jul 9, 2025
Jul 9, 2025 at 9:22 AM UTC
Nosy
The burn that teaches
I've been burned many times in my life From a stove, a fire, A lighter or a match, A candle or its wax Even just from food— A drink taken too soon Scalded my tongue— Now nothing tastes the same. My feelings, too, Laid bare like a muscle, Pulled from within, Blazed, With a flame, That burned what couldn't last. And the only way to teach That fire is hot Is to let someone Touch it, Because will Can’t be stopped. , "I told you it was hot, But you had to see for yourself, Now you have that ugly mark" You reached for the comfort— But it shattered like delph. Now cold water Is all that listens. But no water calms the ache Rising from the burn, Already blooming- On your hand. Because wonder outweighed warning— You had to know the flame.
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