SolitudeFear of silence pounding noiselessness empty embraces and fogged caresses Fear of darkness' consumption and cold, virgin silk blankets never slept in by warm bodies Fear of solitude eternal internal loneliness memories of almost love hushed like fidgety childrenSolitude
Wild Intervention Pt IV-AutumnThe leaves churn in the wind around us The brisk wind clear and poignant as unwritten verses The sky was as clear and blue as my Ice King’s eyes The stream was as refreshing as tenacious daisies And the fire hues of flame licked leaves surrounded our feet As we balanced on the fallen log over the rushing stream of all uncertainty He held me fast and strong against him and we stood And watched the water rush by Comforted in the certainty of change and constancy of love We watch the water rush byWild Intervention Pt IV-Autumn
Wild Intervention PtIII-SummerA spark that began at the touch of a flower An electrical pulse reminiscent of magnet pulls and pushes A tiny flame that instigated a wild blaze His fingers streaked down my back My skin rippling beneath his touch like liquid silver The air red with lust and the sweat streaked sky left but fogged Memories of flowers and ice The flashbacks of glacial charisma and rose scented lure Only added to the cannibal desire and fire licked senses In the flickering light of the crimson sun it was difficult to tell Where one wild animal body ended and the other beganWild Intervention PtIII-Summer
The rhythm of drum bea
Soul mates and plastic balloons
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There's too much to let it all die, dear.
Romeo and Juliet had it figured out the first time.
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life to those who FEEL is a TRAGEDY. life to those who THINK is a COMEDY.
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*tell me you feel the same, and ill say youre a bad liar.
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