"Holy Palmers' Kiss"If thou were to raise thine idyllic eyes"Holy Palmers' Kiss"
And view the whispers in the skies, Which rise from my lips, smiling and bruised -These lips warmed from mouths fast fused-
Then thou would see the pleas within, The soft-spoken prayer within my sin.
How this love, most holy and blessed, Must surely forgive all things transgressed.
Hell could not bear a kiss so pure. Grace of heaven surrounds an act most demure. So let us ignore the human judgments thereof, And know our passion is endowed from above.
Sick“You can talk to me, you know.” Silence. “I’m not here to incriminate you.” Silence.Sick
“You know- incriminate, get you in trouble . . . I wouldn’t do that.” The silence was the kind fabricated from pure pervasive awkwardness, a thick blanket that both heated and chilled the air with the terrifying possibilities of what would be said next. The empty gray room seemed to echo each brief sound, despite its unbearably small size. Then again, it was hard to tell how big the room really was . . . was it actually a closet, or did the atmosphere simply close in on you?
The man sig
Jealous of a JewelHer dewdrop name draws blood upon my lips. Precious, razor-edged jewels dipped in heady kerosene cannot help but ignite my silken words. -Used to speaking in riddles of love and devotion, they have grown quite vulnerable to such burns-Jealous of a Jewel
But as you watch the ashes of my satin mouth slip from Hera’s jealous inferno, please do not neglect to perceive the scorched flesh and dumb tongue my own rage has inflicted upon me.
Phantom LoversReality overcomes fantasy.Phantom Lovers
This intangibility of souls entwined within silk spun of shadows, holding me within whispers.
Perception skewed within realized desire.
Nothingness within lingering glances.
Truth and illusion captured between meeting palms.
Lover’s phantom. Phantom lovers.
Palms meeting between captured illusion and truth.
Glances lingering within nothingness.
Desire realized within skewed perception whispers within me,
holding shadows of spun silk.
Within entwined sou
Your favourite endingThis is the end of what I fought for This is the start of something new A new routine of heartbreaks And a new routine of hateYour favourite ending
Love the paths to nowhere To El Dorado’s golden gates The stairways to heaven Where Saint Peter waits Love the paths to your heart A post predicted fate I never asked for friendship And now, it is too late
This is the end of friendly hugs And many well-meant smiles Wishful thinking at level Disturbed by extern profiles
Hate the loss of friendship Embrace the times gone by Silhouettes on the
Holy . . .
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~If Life Gives You Lemons... Make Lemonade... And Forcefeed The Sugarless Crap To Your Friends.~
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Ed
"If you're not confused, you're misinformed." - Tom Clancy
The Trouble with a Love Poem
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You've been through all of
F. Scott Fitzgerald's books
You're very well read
It's well known-Bob Dylan
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-*| Jessica Rogers
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"Ending on such a simple but profound statement fits the entire message you are sending."
Now we both know what forever means, is indeed a simple statement. But I'm quite fond of that line.
"In the end, it all becomes so simple. Did you love or not?"
I simply get jealouse when I see a couple of OAP's, like the ones in Nothing Hill, the part in the park where they see some words carved into a bench "where he always sat beside her". They've spent an entire lifetime and they are still deeply in love, like a boy & girl at high school, as if they've only just met.
Thanks for the fav + the comment ^^
The fact that it made you cry just made my day. I know, rude innit
How are you doing btw? Haven't heard anything about you in months, and that's 100% my fault I know
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The trouble with most of us is that we would rather be ruined by praise than saved by criticism.
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