im trying to write you a poem but…
im trying to write like the others…
im trying to write a poem that rhy…
im thinking of writing about your…
im thinking of writing about the l…
Eres terrible, la cosa mas terribl…
Puedo discernir como el concepto q…
Puedo sentir como al beber mi cafe…
mi ansiedad me pide a gritos un po…
Eres este nueva situación, sin nom…
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People like me we love, hiding
Open love burns, private
We fall, no right to love
Her hand fits in mine
He leaves me speechless because he…
He burns but still I stay. He’s s…
The word is foreign to me.
So what does it mean?
It’s something I’ve never seen.
The world tries for it.
The palisaded space condensed
Beneath a silent, watchful moon
Illuminating the magnetized embrac…
The undeniable insistence
betwixt fixed lashes
A recurring provocation
Submerges me in her amaranthine de…
Navigating the abyssal plane;
Bracing myself, pacing myself;
Drifting inside her nebulosity.
Doe eyed butterflies
dance delightfully between blinks
betwixt innocent acquiescence
glances provoke frailty
human nature secrete
I find it quite compelling,
The way you pervade the sound.
The way you cling to my thoughts
Like silence, deep; profound.
It dances with my mind,
A rose sits in the windowsill
Like a whisper in a dream,
Observing while the wanderer rests
Behind a cosmic screen.
Enshrouded by the cloak of night;
heart skips pace
filled with chemical heat
straight into the wildfire
Comment contrôler ces choses-ci ?
Couleurs coupées car considérées c…
Cadenasser ces clandestins câlins…
Contrainte causée car ce centre ca…
calcule ces cris chanteurs comme c…
The focal temple
Shelters a hidden smile
Looking at me all the while
Looking at the cradled trees
In tapered light and splintered br…
I hold back the surging ocean -
The turbulence of this emotion
Slamming into my tired mind,
There I stood like a relic
That still believed nothing
Could stop the course of our gravi…
Like nothing would stop
The smile I could steal
Gentle wake in gray light
A truth still rings through mornin…
A truth still rings through night
As I walk a boreal palace
Of gossamer recollections
Red-wash sun over raging river,
Another time around the circular c…
Intensity spreads across the horiz…
Like a net to catch untouched thou…
Suspended in the absence of time.
Are you ready for the perfect stor…
If you come at me-by not communica…
Whenever. You decide.
If that’s what you want that’s whe…
We are headed. If you choose to