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This is a Love PoemI must admit to less than innocent thoughts
about the lithe lengths of your frame
and the mysteries crowding in your eyes,
clouded over with ecstasy (or affection,
that word in the English language
forgotten in place of more life-threatening
controversies, taking value over the
fire-warmed embers of necessity and want).

We cannot be ephemeral, not when life
is the longest prison sentence I’ve been
inflicted with, and I still remember the scent
of your surreptitious skin when we
renamed conspiracies as derivations from
our [single] definitive state of unliving,

an ineffable defiance of
misery’s inevitable subjugation.

For Kate, AlwaysFor Kate, Always

Our Chaucer, I think, would have sighed.
He would have assured us, shaking his sorrowful head,
That day the solar system married us
Whether we knew it or not
--Ted Hughes

Now that we spent an afternoon with Crow.
Now in the breadth of highway between us.
Now after your presented death and my
Wide like a canyon, like the end
Of God's whip, I can appreciate
Our limestone. Parched. How quickly
We pressed and built up. How quickly
We could wear. And don't. I said
I love you
For your daughter, for your poems
Of home and mothers, dire wolves
And quiet words. I loved you
Even for the afternoon you cal

I have been too sad to tell you.I have been too sad
to tell you that I love you
when I am tearing my hair out
and smashing my bones on the floor
to make myself whole.

And I have been too sad
to tell you that I love you
when you are keeping my hands
from pulling at my skin,

when you are holding my body down to the
safety of the floor with your arms wrapped
around my chest as though maybe they can
keep my sadness still.

But lover, I am not too sad
to write this poem backwards on
your face with my lips.

I hope that one
day you look in the mirror
and it's there, loving you
as much as I do.

Noble DarknessesHanging above us in all this darkness
silence is broken by the sound of your sigh soft on top of my limbs
my hands wait for the shape of your weight
and the creasing of sheets that bunch like paper flowers or fists moving beneath
pale light as your
curves cover mine with a grace
that breaks us in half.
heart-lines bleed love into mattresses
and meetings are messy and warm at 4 a.m.
your skin whispers the words you can't find into my bones
and our lips make them up in the absence.

What am I without my words, love?What am I without my words, love?
I could try to write them down
They wouldn't be nearly as elegant as you, love
I could try to sing them out
But they wouldn't sound as beautiful as you look, love
I could try to publish them
But would you hear them or see them, love?
I could try to pour my words into a cake
But would you be able to taste them, love?
I could try to just say them, scream them, moan them
But would you ever hear me, love?
Would you notice me, love?
The ugly lonely nowhere girl in the corner of the world
Yearning for the pretty everywhere girl in the spotlight
Tell me, love, cuz the universe will not show me
Will I have to write d

SkinforestToo tired to sleep
bird kiss bastard chase
a real hero
stuck inside a human being
memphis blues again
bejesused
buried in your body
nervous system flesh baptism
innocent hotel
standing at the top step
leaning back and
getting payed somehow in
highland wine
halos over every noise you make -
pennies pressed in Ålesund -
the chance to see your face forgetting death

Fairy TaleMoonlight flickers through your hair
as you slowly draw hearts on my chest
when I look down at you
I see past the ink, past.. well the past
and I see the woman I love.
You smile as you ask me why I'm looking at you
and I tell you that even when you don't fill my vision
you're all that I see
the green trees remind me of your eyes
the night sky fills me with thoughts of your hair
the wind brings memories of your skin softly gliding across mine
and you wonder why I love you.
It's because when everyone else gave up on me
you were there
when the world was full of darkness
you were my ray of hope.
I will always love you
and I know that somehow, som

Rain Poem #1Rain Poem 1
For Puabi
The rain fell heavily for hours
I saw lightning flash overhead
I heard distant thunder
My mind was excited
Some men run fast to shelter
Some shout or cry
I stand by my window and watch the storm
Then I turn and head for my bed
They have typical mates beside them
Kids who cry and rave on and on
In my bed, my silent lover waits
She needs not to wait s long
"Come and rest with Puabi, beloved!"
I lie down beside her
All is forgotten
There is only her sigh
A flash in her eyes
"Aww, beloved!"

Eye to Eye, Heart to Heart 2Eye to Eye, Heart to Heart 2
For Puabi
When we see eye to eye
When we join heart to heart
When the mind has sought rest
When the body seeks to touch
In the quiet of the night
When all around has ceased to move
What comes into our minds
And stays without end?
"Love!"
We both want it
We both need it
We find it
In each other's heart
It was always there

Mix Tape BabyI wandered into here…138, hello
Dropped a vibe into this place
Dancing, dancing by myself
Unaware that you are watching me

I’m drumming out a beat
Painting the colours of my life
Tortured, rebellious…broken
But still a believer in love

Will you save me from this lonely dance?
Make me believe when I believed no more?
Hear my need, but know I’m damaged
An angel and a demon, all rolled into one

I’ll beckon you then be afraid to let you close
But I want you close…I want you
I want you to love my dance, my complexity
And I want to love yours

Come play with me, I’ll make you laugh
Be strong for me, I

As I go walking by , I saw youAs I go walking by , I saw you walking in , the light hit your house as if I was still in it ,
somehow how I've lost my skin , as your nerve crept on in , take me to your home I'd like to know you again.

Being careful what I wish for I forget I'm just human, if I was with you now , then I would never see her face , how we walked explained our story and how we talked was how we made it up
, I'd love to be unique like you but how I was raised would never allow that.

Somebody saw my intentions and I was scared you would too , as much as I feel like part of a growing ball of infectious doomed slime I want to contribute with you and forget what

Tonight's Forecast Of A Confessionwill you be the boy who colors
on my
fading
fairy
tales

or who re-writes
the beginning
of my
faith.

fingerprints : smudged in the shape of a cross
a melancholy song, love stories
purple mouths promising late night
gasps into pillows
loud couch springs, laughter

: tasting like cigarettes
cheap beer, city air and bloodshot eyes
lazy smiles and freedom, liberation from
any trace of shame
my incestuous spark-plug, set me on fire again

: spontaneity, spinning
vodka slipping down my chin, disappearing
into the tacky music
optimistic, selfish
regrettable and forgotten

: stained with smoke and dirt
the dust collected on your conscience
syncopation
lost in spiderwebs, rooftops, mistaken identity
too blonde to be a vil

Let's restart our love storyCan we take a moment,

Take back all the words we regret.

Can we pretend like we’re strangers?

Let’s fall for each other again,

and if we mess it up again,

Let’s restart again.

Take back all the pain we caused,

Erase all of our hurt.

Let’s restart again,

and again till we get it right.

Cause there’s something about you,

That makes me fall for you,

Over and over,

So let’s start over as strangers.

Go on,

Introduce yourself,

And let’s find the love story meant for us.

Even if it’s pretend,

The magic is still surrounding us,

So let’s rewind till we memorize,

Memorize our lov

True LoveWhen you're gone,
That ache in my heart won't go away.
You'll always be a part of me
Whether I like it or not.
But all that really matters
Is right here and now.
I love you.

When your eyes met mine
It was love at first sight.
We spent every minute together.
Yeah, we've gotten into arguments,
But we've always made up.
And when you kissed me that very first time,
I knew right away
We were meant to be.

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(but now you're mixing metaphors and
oh god
won't he reel you in?)

sometimes
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so he plays with you
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and a sharpness to his laugh
that should S C A R E you

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alcohol &
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when you touch me
and shatter
when you dream

i melt
when you meet my eyes
and tear me at the seams

you never knew the way
to keep a heavy heart
so it should be a surprise
that you're tearing me apart

you stitch the wounds together
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you rip it all back open
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you don't know you've got me
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a bear trap
a prison
a heart set free to rot

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You Felt That Existential Kiss Upon Your Neck

by ~Statycstorm, Jul 31, 2012, 1:22:15 AM
Literature / Poetry / Romantic / Post-Teen (Mature) / Free Verse

(You're living in a house of cards, little darling, and here comes that beautiful
c h a o s of wind to knock it all down)

Now the thing is
That this isn't how it's meant to go
(It's really NOT)
And possibly
There was a ^M _i ^X_u ^P
In how you were made
A mistake in your c o r e
And it'll all be S T R A I G H T E N E D O U T one day

_Or
Maybe this was always the plan.
(because what do you know anyway)
The way it was m e a n t to _{work out.}

With awkward SMILES
Lingering looks
Touches that b u r n
(And hearts that won't stop breakbreakBREAKING)

Because F A T E
Has never really been kind to you
(But you never really believed in fate anyway. ~~Did you?)~~

And, as fate ~~(or chance?)~~ would have it
The curve of his jaw
Fits p e r f e c t l y
In your hand
~~(Much like your heart fits in his palm.~~
But let's not talk about t h a t)
And his eyes fluttering shut
Might just be the ^{PRETTIEST LITTLE THING} you ever saw.

So yeah
Maybe you are f u c k e d up
A little b r o k e n inside ~~(and out)~~
And maybe he is a pretty little wreck
Of cyclones
And cards scattered for m i l e s
Over a desolate beach

But if his lips against yours is a s i n
Then hell better save you a seat
Because you're NOT GOING TO GIVE HIM UP anytime s o o n

(And watching your house of cards tumble down was always your favorite part of the game, anyway)

You Felt That Existential Kiss Upon Your Neckby ~Statycstorm

Literature / Poetry / Romantic / Post-Teen (Mature) / Free Verse

Sooooo happy birthday Matt! I made you some JAtt yay \o/

~~they're all getting so old but they never look older omfg how~~

and I can't seem to write anything except non-slash and crappy freeverse full of holes and loosely strung together metaphors. So very sorry about that.

Characters © themselves
Title © The Academy Is...
Poem © me
Style of Freeverse © a7xerfoREVer [link]

!a7xerfoREVer Aug 1, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

_{this
yes
i can't
i'm sorry i now bequeath my freeverse to you and i shan't write anymore 'cause i'll only be shaming you
"and watching your house of cards tumble down was always your favorite part of the game, anyway"
i died.}

~Statycstorm Aug 2, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

noooo

you can't do that omg then I'd have no reason to live
but thank you. your comments mean everything to me

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