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I own
a hunger
to escape inside myself,
to soar into the endless ether-
the vibrant oxygen free place
from which I was
created
I need
to drown a little
in my quiet blood, my silent bones-
concealed for the moment
from haunted beautiful eyes
that refuse to see (I am)
enough
I dream
of desolate men and places
solitude bleeds into silence
where
the hard fist of loneliness begins to crush
and
isolation strangles
as I
struggle to even breathe my air,
the essence of
not hi n g.
Literature
Zemi
Things having to be returned to their transparency:
i.
/ green mist-earth / knit
atmosphere / fathomless
blue-lavender / lights
spun out from light
ii.
are recalcitrance / and you
are convergence
& - a fingernail of summer
- a melting of rain
- a crown of flowers
- a priest of sunsets
(beautiful? I love you, because. Zemi.
Zemi. are you beautiful because I love
you? Zemi? )
iii.
I imagine this is what it's like to breathe sea foam
over the Cliffs of Moher: hydration. absolution.
Literature
I Think Love
A quaint little smile
Is all it takes
To make my heart soar
A cute little giggle
Is all it takes
To make me adore
You don't know my feelings
You probably never will
I'm weak and good at hiding
I think I love you but still
I will never come out and say it
No matter how bad I want to tell
You will never know my feelings
This puts my heart through hell
And for this I am truly sorry
Literature
Golden
Breathe in the nights hush
and expel the sigh of dawn
the tree boughs sway
a lazy greeting
to a new day
drowsy sentinels
spurn the langour
from limb and leaf
having witnessed
the nights taming
where planets frollicked
among stars in liquid indigo
while the moon fluidly
called a tune of sleepy secrets
Now another herald
a new song bursts
bright and warm
banishing the shadows
with a heated kiss
and a shining embrace
bestowed only
by the singular promise
of the glorious
golden sun.
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"Vous Etes Mon Coure (You Are My Heart)" Gungor [link]
Where have you hidden yourself, oh my beloved?
You fled having wounded
I pursued but you had gone.
In search of you my darling
I would scale the highest clouds
Scour wooded valleys,
roaring torrents whispering gales.
Vous etes mon coure
When you first regarded me
Your eyes filled me with grace
Thereby again my eyes
Merited to adore you.
vous etes mon coure
you are my heart
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Where have you hidden yourself, oh my beloved?
You fled having wounded
I pursued but you had gone.
In search of you my darling
I would scale the highest clouds
Scour wooded valleys,
roaring torrents whispering gales.
Vous etes mon coure
When you first regarded me
Your eyes filled me with grace
Thereby again my eyes
Merited to adore you.
vous etes mon coure
you are my heart
i hide things in Sta.sh.
i like to look at them and just...feel them for awhile before I post.
this one is coming into view earlier than would have happened because gave it a good review.
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