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we met by accident
and i will never forget the words you said
in the short time we crossed paths
your smile will always be in my head
 Dec 2020 The Lonely Poet
Gerudo
I lie awake remembering, wishing I could sleep to forget.
 Dec 2020 The Lonely Poet
Allyssa
Imagine if we could reach the stars and pluck them out of the sky because for you,
My darling,
I'd pick them and never stop.
Flowers are beautifully tragic but I'd rather give you your constellation in a bundle of soft clouds and a gentle warm breeze with lavender and chamomile.
Imagine somebody eternally embodying me in stanzas like I do for him.
I propose we elevate our poetical
subjectivity to a faucet of objective reality.
So as we may live in harmony
With ourselves.
A simple brushstroke if you agree
Repeat after me
There’s no place like home
Now
Count back from three
Two
One...
Make it so
Let your creations roll!
Traveler Tim

John Luke Picard in there
getting you was
a cup of tea
holding onto you,
misery for me.

when you imagined
I'd go down on my knee
my first instinct,
was just to flee.

oh, can it be?
your voice is calling me
will you finally
set my soul free?
It's just your voices against mine.
 Dec 2020 The Lonely Poet
Jane
Wet
 Dec 2020 The Lonely Poet
Jane
Wet
When it rains, it pours
And the devastation fills my throat
Drowning in fears and apprehension
Hands desperately grasping
The rocks too slick to find purchase
So I sink beneath the waves
Fury and despair and regret dulled to blunt apathy
As the ice cold reality freezes my veins
Remnants of life dimming
My eyelids succumbing to the relentless weight
This ocean of grief pulls me under
I wish I were numb
 Dec 2020 The Lonely Poet
usagi
Afraid of drowning, you polluted my waters
in hopes of dampening my devine super powers
 Dec 2020 The Lonely Poet
Venga
I got used to the feeling

of being loved

because that’s what that random magazine I found online told me I have to do in order to receive it
 Dec 2020 The Lonely Poet
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 Dec 2020 The Lonely Poet
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i miss the echo,
of your voice,
calling my name,
filling my empty heart,
with a love i never had.
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