resonationi'd compose a symphony, an ode that's just to you if i could find the notes to start with, a melody to match the tune my bones sing when you're near, a resonating hum that lingers long after you have gone.resonation
i'd compose a symphony and we would dance, feet barely touching ground as we joined, hand to hand, and skin to skin. all space and time would stop, sparks would fly and we would be together in that moment.
oh, it would be exquisite
the lonliness of safetyfriendly troops storm this castle baffled by the drawing of the bridge, the shark infested waters of the moat. they throw their weight against the door, a solid thump-thump i feel in my heart like a tearing, an ache in my bones. surrender is for the weak, hold fast, brace the walls, they're cracking but we'll hold this ground 'til we die, this white flag clutched in my hands begging to be flown, to be shown to you, but i'd disappoint my troops.the lonliness of safety
eve and her sisterthe lovely eve, she sits an apple turning in her hands she waits, and waits for one to call her own for her alone, someone worthy of her fruit.eve and her sister
her sister runs ahead on her own but not alone, chasing seeds like rubies on the ground, left for her and her alone, lips stained red she follows passion blindly.
the lonely eve, she sits tied to her chair by caution and waits, she waits and sister's gone to track to hunt with wolves, to howl and love and lose.
and when she's lost she's back broken, empty and alone &nb
wednesday morning lethargyYou look up at where I'm standing from your seat, wave your hand across the space I'm staring into. I cock my head to the side, questioning.wednesday morning lethargy
"Could you turn your music down, please?" you ask, a look of thinly veiled annoyance on your face.
I can't be sure, since you're clearly in a bad mood, but you seem like you might be a morning person. Hair and makeup perfectly done, already working on a crossword at seven in the morning. Mind clearly already active. Let me tell you something. I am not a morning person. I don't pack myself onto a crowded train ever
two elements
Renaissance.I am approximately two- Thousand-twenty-seven kilometers From where you are, stuck In a collateral rain-shower With my hands beneath The earth and my smile Hidden in blades of pristine Glass.Renaissance.
I am still too far, But you're close. You are crawling beneath my skin Like those little red bugs that I am so afraid of.
You are breathing the same air As I am-- pollution and acid rain And angry people--you are Breathing through me. You are there
For the intake, Then whooshed away with the outtake.
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Sonnet II love you because I do not know enough not to; like the lemmings that leap off cliffs, so am I oblivious to the placesSonnet I
this will lead.
I love you because you are irresistible, as inevitable and inescapable as Death himself, and although you are inaccessible, I have inadvertently fallen inarguably, irrevocably innamorato.
I love you as dancers love to dance, as actors love to act, as lovers love to love- because I do not know what I would do if I didn't.
I love you because you help me find words
when there are none, because you hold me tightly
new journal entry.
Angsty
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i'm outdated, overrated
morning seems so far away.
so i'll sing a melody
your lullaby for all the times
hoping that my voice can get it right.
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Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none.
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i'm outdated, overrated
morning seems so far away.
so i'll sing a melody
your lullaby for all the times
hoping that my voice can get it right.
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Karen aka Synfull
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Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none.
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