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With a flash,
Frozen in time.
The beauty, the grace,
Simply perfection.
The memory,
Will never fade.
It lasted a moment,
Treasured for a lifetime.
Frozen in time.
The beauty, the grace,
Simply perfection.
The memory,
Will never fade.
It lasted a moment,
Treasured for a lifetime.
Literature
When love rhymes
You said God made me perfect
The roundness of my hip, the softness of my lip
Gentle is my tip, I take you on every wild trip
So tighten your grip, squeeze me and take a sip
Get on my last ship, it is time to tear and rip
My waves keep slamming your shore
Burning every sense in your core
Your nails on my side, always coming back for more
They take over every land, as we celebrate this war
You said God made me perfect
The size of my breast, where you built your nest
My wild birds on your chest , always flying west
The short breath is your guest, dancing, will never rest
Every touch gives you my best, closer to my final quest
Literature
We're all mad here.
God's biggest mistake,
She sanded away
layerafterlayerafterlayer
just to see her wishbones.
Calling boys peaches,
hoping they'd taste
just as sweet—
Mad cats and top hats
had her questioning
her own rose garden reality.
Because upside down
is right side up,
and holy rollers think her
much too butch for her own good.
As she prefers lipstick kisses
over slithering tongues.
Literature
You.
I hope I never become like you.
With your downcast eyes, your
half-smiles,
With your loveless life, your
chewed at nails, your
broken self esteem, and yet
you bare no physical signs, to tell anyone that
you feel like shit all the time, and
you have no one to go to, and
you were rejected.
How could I have been able to see that
you wished that you were prettier, when
in reality I never thought that possible.
I talk in poetry, but
you don't talk at all.
You're too busy screaming.
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That's how I feel whenever I look at photographs - its a blissful, but evocative and gloomy feeling.
Any photograph, really... But the personal ones are far too... endearing to be taken lightly...
Sigh... thanks for posting this - its a good way to vent out...
Any photograph, really... But the personal ones are far too... endearing to be taken lightly...
Sigh... thanks for posting this - its a good way to vent out...