In soothing darkness they sat,so near so far.Longing to touch.Unsaid words hanging heavy in the night air.Dress is deceptive when there are battles raging in your mind & demons dancing in your head.Which one was too scarred by life to walk away,which one afraid to love?

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She circled the words he'd written on her heart, promises made not in haste or a moment.But ones spoken with truth& of thought atouch of be in every word spoken,sincerely from the heart

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It was an impulsive kiss
Under stars so cold
In the manic moment I knew
Our demise was foretold
You would leave on the wandering winds
Embrace your freedom at last
Escaping the ghosts we both conjured
In our dark & haunted past



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Poetry snippet
by

Snowdrops
fall
gently
like tears
on a cheek,
and your lips
warm each one
with each touch.

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The man wasn't afraid of ghosts. He entered the graveyard under the full moon and started digging. If the souls of the dead were disturbed, they didn't tell him. He collected the bones he found in a bag for his collection back home.

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The end
was
that tug-of-war
need
in the rush
of
off-limits
and actionable offenses,
our favorite interaction,
a tizzy
of exuberance,
a textbook case
of juvenile
helplessness.

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Her words still echo in the & his mind.What would u do for pure luv.1 which is never ending &all consuming?.A luv that will wait for u until the end of time,&sacrifice itself for u."I would shower u affectionately with deeds,words are worthless"his reply
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without compassion & serenity would not get aperson into would it make them aleader. Aranok learned this the hard way.His own healer cast aspell of his soul to the realm of mountains.From where non returned

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She said her distress her life away.Should of known better than to help.But that's what I'm created for. To take burdens off others.The torment within her finally left.But visits me often,nearly every night.Whilst she sleeps trouble free.I fight demons within me

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Be fierce--
Pirouette
and twirl your tongue
down my belly,
and lick the wet tears
between my supple thighs
until a cry from my soul
is an exhale of breath
let into the night heat
like a symphony
of glittering stars
that swell
with the moon.

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she only ever let him
see her side
she never had to hide
the lust
she harbored
like a wolf
thrust into her DNA
spliced as microfiche
ready to be displayed
when he lit her up
she howled
in carnal ecstasy
always ready
for the pack of them
to play

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Caressed by the soft touch
Of an autumn breeze

Seduced by September's
Wild amber sky

Reborn again as they danced
Upon its swaying fields

The fluttering of wings
As she moved with him

His golden butterfly


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A beautiful inhuman creature I became
Shunned by the holy and the damned
Guarded by Heaven's cross & Hell's hounds
Would I ever feel again on my skin,
The precious tears of the sun?



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Their sovereign lust delicately perfumed the air like English roses warmed in the afternoon sun
Intoxicated from his carnal kiss,
she waited for him to finish what he had begun
She ached as he lit the candles,
imagining their naked bodies illuminated
as they'd come undone

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Moon’s nocturnal tides
Promise of a coming storm
Cosmic harmony



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