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I know you don't understand

those things I do

I don't know if I can explain

those nuances to you

The fire burns so brightly

was meant for you

So high the flames

they near the sky

 

If you could see through my eyes

A warm embrace of you in arms

makes me want to lay down arms

The battlefield of love and some tragedy

was all invented for people like me

So long the fight, and they're so strong

being only matched by love and song

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I've just been well and truly punched squarely in the heart

By a song I'd never listened to before things fell apart

Because somewhat like what he said, you're a girl and your my friend but the scent of you makes me slightly sick

 

And I know that life will never be some kind of 80s movie

Full of optimism, laced with conflict but with a happy ending

And I know that life will never be some kind of 80s movie

But if it were I think my copy of the script would be printed in pink

 

We dance in conversation but I keep forgetting all the steps

And I thought it was you but your lips they danced just fine with others

While I stumbled in the dark like a tourist with a loose grasp on the language but with no concept of the grammar

 

And I know that life will never be some kind of 80s movie

Full of optimism, laced with conflict but with a happy ending

And I know that life will never be some kind of 80s movie

But if it were I think my copy of the script would be printed in pink

 

You see I've found myself more like George McFly before the Delorean

And if we pretend that we could use it and jump back and forth through time then I would say add a dash of Ross gellar and duckie dale. I'm anxious, geeky and fall in love far too easily

I feel like romance is a jigsaw I've been given with a piece missing

And I was never too good at putting them together anyway

 

I know that life will never be some kind of 80s movie

Full of optimism, laced with conflict but with a happy ending

And I know that life will never be some kind of 80s movie

But if it were I think my copy of the script would be printed in pink

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The side of you

I haven't seen

so fast to rush in

to things I do

Just needed the pace to slow

to a crawl

Compared to you

I know nothing at all

 

Recoiled under life's shelter

and seeking respite

for in the sun freezes dark of night

that cuts as sharp

as any sword

 

In absence of movement

expanding into light

reminding me of a fortune cookie

What is the speed of dark?

Letting your heart freeze and shatter

was not the path I was after

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Having lost so much

Having lost so many

I would notice

Your loss plenty

I'm giving up

music and poetry

I'm sorry if something

made you angry

 

Work is pulling me away

Things are not okay

I'm erasing everything I say

Because I can't stay

 

There is no anger

Just sadness

There is nothing left in me

Just numbness

 

I'm sorry

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Would you like to escape? I have somewhere perfect!

 

The rippled green hills sway and sing with birds in any weather, and sea spit sprayed with mists of heather.

Won't you come and ease the pining trees, come stop their whining!

The young ones still need nurturing, and time to root, while the wise ones stand knarled and aloof, twisted, hollow, but filled with words, written by lovers seen only by birds.

 

:happy: I like this one. J'adore!

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Between a growl and a groan

whisper in my ear

I'll give you the sound of desire

if you kiss me here

 

The sensation of

fingertips on skin

The rough brush of

your stubbled chin

 

Come a little closer

I'll show you where

my lips want to begin

 

Here...on your neck

beneath your ear

and...

here...

a soft peck on

your collarbone

 

...and

...right

...here

 

While sliding my fingertips

down your chest

I want to brush my lips

against your own

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Come with me

and you will find

the tattered world

we left behind

at eyes expanse

we'll gaze and see

the tender moments

 

The hypocrisy and

all those things

we can only perceive

with eyes wide open

to history

forged a path

through it's veins

 

To impart our ways

upon the new

whom come to discover

the hidden structure

of the lover

 

To land here

sight unknown

a vision of future

gleaned in the eye

as cast upon

turns toward the sky

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You are like Tamahagane

You begin as millions of grains of sand

Mixed and heated with other elements

You are carefully layered by hand

 

Broken, forged, welded, folded-

Again and again and again

Beauty and strength come through

Every now and then

 

Each morning it begins anew

To reform what was broken

Strong and more ductile you become

Better than you were back then

 

No words can describe how rare you are

Flourish in the words I have left unspoken

More beautiful than Damascus steel

You will always be better than them

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Postured in silence

stands carved beauty

bathed in light

the given cloth of skin

Ponders the quiet

of words written

replaying them

to fashion anew

All these things

are found in you

 

The strength forged in weakness

so delicate the edge

slices into me

your moments of dread

A fear arises that you will leave

and have me down upon the knees

So hear the cries and know I'm near

even when there resides

that silent fear

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this is one of my favorites:

 

 

 

 

Conception

 

 

 

 

I met a beautiful girl

at a gig in the city.

 

Raven haired and ruby lipped.

Her ivory skin set ablaze

with technicolor tattoos.

 

We talk

and

connect.

 

She asks…

and I tell her…

 

I carry my tattoos on the inside,

revealed only to those of my choosing.

 

Her eyes pull me forward

and the space between us

 

slowly

 

disappears.

 

 

Lips meet

and

she becomes

 

poetry.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Stephen

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Postured in silence

stands carved beauty

bathed in light

the given cloth of skin

Ponders the quiet

of words written

replaying them

to fashion anew

All these things

are found in you

 

The strength forged in weakness

so delicate the edge

slices into me

your moments of dread

A fear arises that you will leave

and have me down upon the knees

So hear the cries and know I'm near

even when there resides

that silent fear

 

Absolutely love this poem! :happy:

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Open the door and step in

oh where, oh where, oh where do I begin

altered conscious against black screen

I kneel and say to you

I know what It is

I know what you do

How can you protect those guarded secrets?

Why do you fear truth?

Is the screen really for me?

Or is it for you?

 

The repressed gather to you

You know their minds

and use it against them

the discarded energy

the replaced memories

and the tragedy

You keep for yourself

 

Where..oh where do you go

You can come to see the heart broken

floating at sea

Lost and confused

greatly misused

Gather the knowledge of the rising sun

So beautiful it could be

Lean on thy shoulder

when you realize your wrongs

you are already imprisoned in your own mind

 

So stand tall and say those words

Don't worry of betrayal...

Don't fear the consequence

Become the great person you were meant to be.

Don't look back, eyes forward with intensity

Passion, grace and dignity

 

Confess, confess, confess to me

All the tragedy

come through the screen and kneel to me

as I to you

then and only then may we begin

 

So kneel to me

so we may view

one another

eye to eye

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when a girl wants to isolate herself

 

when a girl would rather not see the consequences of her actions

 

when a girl pretends the words she speaks

 

the movements she makes

 

are not written in history.

 

Living in bliss

 

pretending nothing awaits

 

except the monotony of the everyday.

 

A monotony defined by the small things that make each day the same

 

but liveable.

 

 

 

(a work in progress)

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like a muon

descending to earth

at near light speed

having surrendered

to the freefall of

this body's gravity

time slows down

to a lifespan of

gazing into a

beautiful view

of a planet of

brilliant white

deep green

and sapphire blue

though the journey

is hastened

you never feel

like time wasted

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