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softenedthe sky whispers,
ribbons of crystalline quiet,
same shade as the angel dust
you shivered every time we were
alone.

in the darkness, we were
sorry birds searching for
open dawns. you, the
swan, me, the
raven,
black as night and
just as hopeful.

and there were poems
written in your skin, universes
blooming in your hands; your eyes
were a December sunrise saving me
from any sleep.

I’ve decided that
people are a composition of
all their greatest memories—and you,
you were always the most
beautiful piece of
me.
Two SoulsCould I touch a silent thought?
Could I know the colour of a word?
Could I hear the universe full of stars?
Could I hold the sea in my arms?
Could I stroke your voice?
Could I live in your heart?

A song never sung
A paper never drawn
A game never won
A man never loved

A flower that moves
A bird on my hair
A tree always blue
Spring
one love
two souls
my world
and you.
AirI want to lose myself
in an illogical need
for love.

I want to remember
to forget
how to breathe.

What is Air
if not you?
Pull Me ClosePull me close
Hold me tight
Tell me silently
That it’ll be alright

‘Cause when you’re near
I feel my heart beating,
When I see you
I feel alive,
When you hold me
I know it’s OK,
And I revel in feeling
The sound of you breathing
With your heart right next
To mine.
TnM: Me amas real o no?Era un soleado día en Daneville, nuestra pelirroja favorita aun dormía plácidamente –u-
Isabella: Marie ya levántate
Marie: 5 minutos más *se tapa la cabeza con la almohada*
Isabella: ¬¬ Marie
Marie: bien bien*se levanta y se empieza a listar*
Isabella: bueno te veo abajo *se va*
Marie: lalalala oliendo las lindas rosas *cambiándose*
OoOoOoOoOoOo DEPUES DE CANTAR Y ALISTARSE OoOoOo
Marie: *se va a las escaleras*
¿??: Te quedaste hablando con jazz toda la noche de nuevo?
Marie: bueno podría decirs-..Papa?!! Como lo sabes?
Phineas: tengo contactos
Marie: o metiste grabadora
The Mosaic and The Wanderer.Yes this whole has been beaten down, broken now in decrepitude.
Scattered, thrown here or there by wanders kicking loose pebbles.
A stranger strolls and sees a stone to keep for his own collection.
He didn't hear the rubble cry as another part of them is stolen.
 
That was the day the sky turn gray with a storm of unknown magnitude.
Flooding rain washed what pieces remained into a shallow puddle.
In sediment they settled, put back together by this muddy concoction.
As the day exsiccates a mosaic is made and a soul has been awakened.
A woman rises from the sand to search for a man, and the part of her he's taken.
 
He loves to stroll and walk alone, his thought always so bestrewed.
Wander, meander where time doesn't matter. He's tired of a constant dribble.
Remembering the trinket he reaches in his pocket, and is startled with a pulsing motion.
Pulling out hi
I LoveDear Lover,

I love what we have,
And not what we need,
Or should be:

Strong,

Whole,

Or perfect.

I love the way we function,
When we're nearly dead,
The way you:

Hit me,

Scream,

Or punch.

I love the way my heart thuds,
When I relinquish the sweet air
In exchange for:

Your breath,

Your toxic fumes,

And I choke.

I love it,
I love it,
I love you.

Sincerely, the Heartbroken
Condemned AloneI always fail in love;
No matter the man I'm with,
He will leave eventually.

My heart rarely smiles
Ripped apart like a curtain
Of memories that
Fades with morning light.

And if I put my trust in you,
Will I regret it, only time will know.

Inside, I seethe
In rage, crying.
Why am I built
To spend a
Lonely eternity?

I'm not sure what to believe;
All these years exposed to lies,
I am filled with bitterness.

I am their puppet;
Strings attached,
They reduce me to worthlessness
Incapable to thrive.

Too scared to leap beyond the moon
Where lovers reside in harmony.

Inside, I seethe
In rage, crying.
Why am I built
To spend a
Lonely eternity?
Lesbian first kiss~laying together, on the bed.
Not touching, I go closer in 
Snuggling into you a bit 
I play with your cheek,
you play with my hair


I go closer and snuggle..
This time my head 
is gently on your shoulder
You snuggle back into my neck 
Looking at your face, then your eyes
Your eyes are looking at my lips
I gently grab your chin and lift


I can see your face in perfect view,
you get scared and look down.. 
I reassure you with a hug.
Look back into your eyes 
grab your chin and kiss.. 


I can feel our lips tremble,
frightened; wanting more
Slowly but gently kissing
explosions of emotions
Beams of sweat on palms 
We part away for a second


We kiss again with more confidence
touching each others bodies 
stroking slowly, at each others curve
~Love~Love is like power
its strong but can only last so long...

Many people believe there is a red string connected with your soul mate
But strings can snap eventually...

Golden hearts connected together.
Then to rust and break...

love can make you happy and positive
but also sad and negative
very regretful too...

But pay close attention, you'll only get this once.
Pick your partner carefully.
They may just pick your forever..

♥
Desirable SweetnessSkin is so soft so sweet, for it melts in my mouth like chocolate, it makes me wonder if you have ever

Been in love before, for I am eager to know if anyone else has been able to taste your desirable churned

Sweetness, for it makes me quite jealous for someone else has touched you first, seeing your hidden

Away treasures when hearts flourish and beat as one, as the lights dim to see such gloomed pleased

Eyes in an embowered place, in which empowers the sweet aroma of the occasion, such sweetness

Haunts my very soul, and has relished in the faery power of my unreflecting love……
Snapshots of usthe grass doesn’t grow here;
it’s all picket fences and five millimetre lawns
but ours is a jungle, guarded by thorns
as we entwine, anchoring each other
sunshine bathed and blurry
with Narnia tucked behind the beehive

still we’d rather be nomadic than settle
(we are blinkered but bolting)
and smoke and mirrors have more substance than
this hushed hunting for the other shoe
and the lipstick stains on your collar

it feels a little incestuous
but we chose the second circle
and dark matter is a time-bomb, ticking
so I sink into you again (and again)
rooting for salvation beneath your husk
and hoping we’ll find right
rippleshow many ripples you can cause
in the ocean of someone's heart,
each person has a tidal system they must abide and sometimes,
(even though you know better than to fight the waves)
you can't help but fool yourself into thinking
you can dive a little deeper.
(even though you're running out of air already)

and i am already becoming an expert in
clasping my hands together just right
so that it feels like someone else's fingers
interlaced with mine,

i know how to drape one leg over the other
to make it seem as though it's your ankle touching my foot
i press my back to the pillow beside me,
pretend its more than
just my body warmth heati
That Thing Called LoveA moment
A kiss
This feeling
A wish

A gesture
A touch
These feelings
Too much

Descriptions
Depictions
No words
Can be written

This love
A thought
This knowing
Is enough
Star-kissed SpineShe has this air about her
that I don't quite understand.
It's as if her spine is the night sky,
caressing the heavenly bodies
of the planets on her skin.
Ivory skin,
like that of a porcelain doll.
She is fishnet and lace,
black and white,
and all the in-betweens.
I'll take her star-kissed spine
and she can have my battered rib cage,
my sore, slow heart
if only she'll take them.
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I love you I (REAL Version)There are many ways to say "I love you".

I can tell you:

"I love you"
"Eu te amo"
"Je t'aime"
"Ich liebe dich"
"Ik hou van je"
"I lieb di"
"Ես սիրում եմ քեզ"
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"Ti amo"
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"Te iubesc"
"Kocham cię"
"Jag älskar dig"
"Te amo"
"Szeretlek"
"私はあなたを愛して"
"Rad te imam"
"我爱你"
"Σ 'αγαπώ"
"사랑해"
"Ma armastan sind"
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"Is a
FearOpen your eyes to face your fears.
let your heart sill, don't despair

Deep inside, you know you can't hide
danger hangs around, side by side.

You want to call for help, but... who?
No one is coming to rescue you.

You'll have to face, you'll have to fight,
deal with the shadows of the night,

be the winner of the game
- while mysterious voices utter your name.

Not a witch, a werewolf, a ghost...
This is exactly what you fear the most,

much scarier than all the rest.
You feel your heart heavy in your chest.

Enveloped in dread, you feel like blind,
someone is playing with your mind.

Then you know, you don't have a clue,
the monster is ins
Opinion (I didn't ask for anything)Before giving your opinion about my nails and hair
or say I should throw my clothes into the waste bin....
Remember that:
You don't pay my bills, I'm not interested,
I didn't ask you for anything
ProfaneFlames running over my body,
burning vividly my skin.
Your devilish hands and tongue
covering my whole being with sin.

In vain, I attempt some resistance...
How can your touch be so profane?
I surrender to your treacheries, and
like a prayer, repeat your name.

There's no longer any purity in me,
and corruption becomes my elation,
Still, every time we're close like this
is when I really believe in salvation.
LegacyYou were there, I know,
working hard, I see,
giving the best of you
to give the best to me.
All that you have built,
all the things you've done,
an utopic world for us...
Then all is simply gone.
PAST!
Rumours are stronger than your actions,
we disguise and hide your legacy.
What about all that you have done?
Past! Now you're nothing for me.

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Toi

:iconc-allagash:

La lumière tombe sur ton regard, amour
et produit un effet si divers.
Moi, envoutée, j'admire
le mystère du brun avec le charme du vert.

Comme une œuvre d'art
tu es parfait, chaque morceau
Je ne me sens jamais fatiguée
de regarder tout de toi, mon beau.

Sur ton dos, il y a des signes
gravés par les anges du ciel.
Tes bises ont la vivacité de la passion
avec la douceur du miel.
:iconc-allagash:
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~wallawallaw Apr 7, 2013
somehow i missed out on this little masterpiece, merveilleux, et j'aime bien ta facilité avec le français :bow:
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*lombregrise Mar 9, 2013  Professional Writer
Your wonderful poetry is featured in my journal here [link]
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*lombregrise Feb 21, 2013  Professional Writer
TAG! you've been tweeted by the Fortress ! /
COUCOU ! la forteresse vous a tweeté ! [link]

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~choupichou Feb 18, 2013
Cela faisait quelque temps que tu n'avais pas publié en français... Mais tes textes sont toujours aussi doux à lire :)
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=C-Allagash Feb 20, 2013
Oui, peut-être l'inspiration me manquait... je ne sais pas.
Je ne parle pas la langue française autant qu'avant... mais c'est une langue qui parle à mon coeur et je sens besoin de l'utiliser... Donc, quand les mots me viennent... c'est toujours un plaisir. Pas seulement pourquoi les sons sont jolis, mais j'ai une appreciation par le peuple francophone, qui m'aide toujours
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~choupichou Feb 24, 2013
Tu as plaisir a utiliser le français, c'est pour cela que l'on a tant plaisir à te lire. On sent que tu as cherché le bon terme pour tes textes et c'est cela qui donne envie de t'aider lorsqu'on le peut.
Là par exemple, il n'y a rien a ajouter (à mon sens ^^)
Alors même si l'inspiration est capricieuse par moment, quand elle est là fait nous la partager :)
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~Claudia-R Feb 18, 2013  Hobbyist Digital Artist
"chaque seul morceau" -> "chaque morceau"

If you say "chaque seul", this is like "full empty" ;)
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=C-Allagash Feb 18, 2013
Merci, Claudia.

Tu es la prof plus sexy que j'ai jamais connu!
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~Claudia-R Feb 18, 2013  Hobbyist Digital Artist
tout le plaisir est pour moi :aww:

:blush: et toi tu es l'élève la plus gentille :hug:
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~SupposedlyParalyzed Feb 18, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
J'aime ton poem~!
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