Conversations with Poets
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I am but a whisper of what once wa… A shredded covering of careless th… Cast upon the earth and blanketed… I spend my days surrounded by many… I exist to exist
Oh Dahlia… born of love The sorrowful maiden’s first flowe… Her sweetest treasure from the gar… How she loved watching you grow Your roots deep… your resolve stro…
i saw an advertisement for a movie i did not watch where it was possible to fall up everyone wants to fall
passions bastard children our young love
the lemon drops whilst the sugared kiss
Stripped Clean Can you imagine a day Stripped clean of all distractions Where two people could hold each o… And shelter each other from the wo…
*when asked to describe Eve she is not tied to any particular… for it is the power of her passion… in its myriad of forms which draws me in
wind and rain provide dancing flames
the shadows of the invisible blanket me covering my flesh my hot thoughts
such imagery i have never had anyone talk quite like this
I have heard it said many times that if we truly love ourselves then we don’t need anyone else
Today I failed to get my creative fix… I was much too busy today to experience the rush that comes from releasing into the world… that which dwells within… nor did I find the awe inspir...
i just want to find my Eve and watch this world burn... my feelings... her feelings... our doubts... insecurities... misconceptions... truths... and responsibilities... every part of us...
BEWARE fellow traveler YES Be CAREFUL where you tread
We watch captivated The quiet intensity Of a stage made larger than life And then With but a whisper