a ratio of freckles to starsvirginia,you are floating away inevery direction:a universe of sunlight & marrow bonesi want to knowyour touchhad vertigo then--a certain horse sadnessi remember how youwould swallow the stars:watch them glow through your cheeks(no one told youwhat they thought of light & dyingof being a constellation drawn across your face)you are the milky way:a firefly drowningbut i will trail you--hold your coat above the water(a starexploding a million miles away with a number for a name)
This is my girlfriend.This is my girlfriend.I found her all on my own.She’s little,And broken.But still good.Yeah,Still good.
cool breeze across sultry skinorange morningriversidein the wind reeds bend like backsyours arches like a bridgein my breathand my two lips cross your soft skin connection to reach the endthe heartlandopen and waiting for me
There isThere is; Joy in your laughter, music in your voice Dance in your step, confidence in your stride Pride in your heart, tranquility in your mind Sweetness in your smile, fierceness in your eyes Comfort in your presence, tenderness in your embraceNothing quite compares
CountermelodiesWhen it begins, it’s like discovering the decadence of music. Perhaps your breath hitcheson the cello carrying the countermelody.It reminds you of their voice,as they warm spices in the kitchenand you’d wrap your arms around them from behind,like the horns come up from under and saturate the harmony. Their body feels familiar in all different ways, a second listen granted to a beautiful movement.You can’t tell them you repeatthe first song they showed youbecause it smells like their skinIf you listen close enough. And they can’t tell you thatthey try to harmonize with yourspeaking voice on the phone
What the Planets Dream ofThe romance of the starsis one that only planets can dream ofso I told her"let's become planets tonight.Let's never go backto the heart wrench of home.There's too much beauty inthe world to seeto have our hearts be broken.Let's write letter to each otherlike Neil Armstrong writes the moonevery night to remind herthat he hasn't forgotteneverything they every had.What they had was so precious."
You are a bittersweet beauty with hips that lie.Do I crave you because I crave a intense muse?Poetry flows from my lips.My heart bruises,soul feels ripped.I still want you.I don’t need you.I want you.I want your flesh upon mine.Whiskey lips and hips that don’t lie.Bone against bone.My body is my home.Experience the bittersweet beauty.
A Particularly Cold NightPouring through the thin glass,Chilling breaths of autumn waltz about silver curtain…Invading like tides over a smooth river bed.It contrasts…The beauty of frigid airElegant spirits dancing about the roomCoated the warmth of her embrace.As Ticking notions evadeAnd blackness haunts this vessel,My heart sinks within herPlunging deeper into the spectral night.
BeautySmiling into the sunshine I go,the warm rays on my face as I walk.The world around me is vibrant,every color rushing to meet my gaze.The world seems as if it is waiting for me,opening its beauty to my eyes.A drop of water touches my face,from the sky they fall,bringing out new color and life.I sit in the rain as around me it falls.I would try to find the most beautiful things,but you are the most beautiful thing of all.
It hurtIt hurt you know, Falling for you.I felt very bump and bang,Every bruise and break.I tried to hold on,I tried to slow down,I tried to stop.But it was inevitable.Gravity was too much,It kept pulling me downTo you.And when I landed,When I hit the groundAt your feetI could barely breathe.It was too muchFor anyone to handleLet alone me.But I watched you reach down,And felt you pick me up.You gathered together All my broken piecesAnd worked for daysMaking me whole again.It took timeBut I finally realisedThat for me to fall down to youMeant that you Had fallen too.So once I was rebuiltI searched for your missing p
Eternal LoveI never thought this day would come so soon.And yet I always knew it was to come.For we are nothing but another side of each other.For all those years we were two sides of a single coin,Spinning round and round but never facing one another, never meeting.But those days have passed. We have joined in more ways than one.And now we complete each other, black and white, white and black…Different but the same. We will always continue to fly under the same sky.Together. Nothing else matters but the connection we share.This connection which binds us, it runs through our veins, through our blood, long before we ever met.Eternal. Like the symbols that matched our colours and understood our souls.
let's play pretendplease hold me close and keep your eyes shuti'll become the girl who broke your heartand you'll be the boy who broke mine
ThiefCant you see she's a thief?She stole your heartAnd your breath Now she's stealing your last name.
FrostBeneath saw-dust skiesYou unfurl Like the petals Of distant and haunted gardens,That are never quite real.When the sun climbsDownAnd through the slats of my sister’s apartment window,I claw at the fake mink bed-spread,Watch dust particles come to rest.I fall asleep and You visit meIn my dreamscapes,Your soul in a strange, alien-animal:I know it’s you,With a body full ofWarmth and Soft love.
Happy Birthday Fox!Every moment spent with you, Everything which we once knew, Is now melting into the past, You and I, our futures last.Together our souls burn bright, Like a hearth and candlelight, Late night talks or daylight hours, Poems about us, or poems about flowers,Though we are so far apart. You are forever engraved in my heart, Each passing second with you, Is worth a lifetime to me.
Sunlight Through the Old WindowSunlight passes through the old windowI can almost hear the familiar sounds in the hallsVoices and faces that can never be forgottenTears come to me in the silence of realityRain falls from the grey clouds without failSeeing the road overflow in summer makes me sighA warm breeze scatters the flowers far awayKnowing of their tragic journey is a heartbreaking thingButterflies hide in the leaves of the tall treeOut of my reach as I stand gazing at their danceWinter snow covers the rocky path after whileThe pale sight brings a cold wind and sorrow with itThe checker pieces lay on the untouched boardAn empty feeling comes
Tears on the Horse's PaintTears drip down on the war paintMany times do the blossoms fallTears fill the heart even after deathMany times do the sorrows bloomAlong the horse's path the sun setsHe can only remember his friendA lifetime had passed before his eyesAlong with the arrows of the battlefieldThrough each moment he felt the windThe rain and snow upon his maneWho would say an animal knows nothingWould never know life as he lived itHe cannot forget the valiant voicesThe feathers that once covered himThere is no memory that he lets dieNo pride that ever leaves his spiritHis steps move closer to the sunHoping to find the old days ag
Thiefshipping-Would You Still Love Me Marik"Marik... would you still stay..."Would you still take my hand...The dreams we held have diedWould you still take my heart...The shadows are all that's leftWould you still take my soul..The story has come to its closeWould you still take my tears...The sands scatter our hopesWould you still take my sorrows...The sun fades in the blooming duskWould you still take whats left...I can go on no longer with pride"Marik... would you still love me..."Because I love you very much...
The Boys LoveMy Seme do you love me?I am such a weak and annoying UkeMy Seme do you still want me?I am such a girly and odd UkeIts not such a strange love when you thinkBoys that share a stronger bondThe world looks and turns it's headThough we just walk like nothings differentThe kiss during night is always warmAnd you never stop holding tight to meWherever I go I know that you think of my faceAnd prepare another game for us to play soonOh can't they see this is a good loveThere's nothing really bad about itJust as long as you're there for meI won't cry or dread the big scary worldMy Seme do you desire me?I am the clingy