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- there is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin; in the madness and soil of that sad earthly scene, only then i am human, only then i am clean.
- baby, there's something tragic about you, something so magic about you. don't you agree?
- sweet and right and merciful, i'm all but washed in the tide of her breathing.
- chided by the silence of the hushed sublime, blind to the purpose of the brute divine; but you were mine.
- know that i would gladly be the icarus to your certainty; strap the wing to me, death trap clad happily. with wax melted i'd meet the sea under sunlight.
- feeling more human and hooked on her flesh, i lay my heart down with the rest at her feet.
- her eyes and words are so icy; oh, but she burns like rum on the fire, hot and fast and angry as she can be.
- i'd suffer hell if you'd tell me what you'd do to me tonight.
- like fire weeping from a cedar tree, know that my love would burn with me; we'll live eternally.
- i couldn't utter my love when it counted; i couldn't whisper when you needed it shouted, but i'm singing like a bird about it now.
- heat of her breath in my mouth; i'm alive.
- i slithered here from eden just to sit outside your door.
- and i never loved a darker blue than the darkness i have known in you, honed from you.
- her eyes look sharp and steady into the empty parts of me.
- don't you ever tame your demons, but always keep them on a leash.
- i'd be the choiceless hope in grief that drove him underground.
- idealism sits in prison, chivalry fell on its sword; innocence died screaming.
- and when the earth is trembling on some new beginning with the same sweet shock of when adam first came, be as you've always been.
- be like the love that discovered sin, that freed the first man and will do so again.
- every version of me dead and buried in the yard outside.
- the stench of the sea and the absence of green are the death of all things that are seen and unseen.
- be still, my foolish heart; don't ruin this on me.
- if i was born as a blackthorn tree i'd wanna be felled by you, held by you, fuel the pyre of your enemies.
- some like to imagine the dark caress of someone else, i guess any thrill will do.
- before the wave hits, marveling at god; before he feels alone one final time and marries the sea.
- betray the moon as acolyte on first and fierce affirming sight.
- i have never known peace like the damp grass that yields to me, i have never known hunger like these insects that feast on me.
- screaming the name of a foreigner's god; the purest expression of grief.
- but you don't know the hell you put me through; to have someone kiss the skin that crawls from you.
- so i try to talk refined for fear that you find out how i’m imagining you.
- i'm so full of love i could barely eat.
- no grave can hold my body down, i'll crawl home to her.
- staring in the blackness at some distant star, the thrill of knowing how alone we are, unknown we are.
- my head was war, my skin was soaked, i called your name 'til the fever broke; when i awoke, the moon still hung. the night so black that the darkness hummed.
- i've known the warmth of your doorways, through the cold i'll find my way back to you.
- be still, my indelible friend, you are unbreaking.
- and that day that we watch the death of the sun, that the cloud and the cold and those jeans you have on and you gaze unafraid as they sob from the city ruins.
- when i was kissing on my baby and she put her love down soft and sweet in the lowland plot i was free, heaven and hell were words to me.
- remember me, love, when i’m reborn as a shrike to your sharp and glorious thorn.
- if the heavens ever did speak, she is the last true mouthpiece.
- just put your sweet lips on my lips, we should just kiss like real people do.
- my heart is thrilled by the still of your hand, it's how i know now that you understand.
aug 20 2019 ∞
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