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#HAMACOPOEM
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The world is nothing but elements
And they walk the space between.
They cast aside their visages,
For what love can be seen
But in the sparks that cup her slender hand
And set her eyes ablaze,
Or the wind that whispers nothings,
Sweet enough to blur his gaze?
The glowing walk by, hand in hand.
The ground skims beneath their feet.
All the world falls away,
And yet their worlds are complete.
Her cold hands weave a canvas for him,
In itself a work of art,
And she shapes the sky, and hurries the clouds,
As she sculpts her lover’s heart.
When his fiery eyes look across the sky,
Still blurred from what he hears,
Her frigid eyes light up with joy
At the wonderment that appears
As he takes in the sight of billowing, feather-light ribbons
Sprawled across her vast domain.
The sky curls as her finger traces his,
And the clouds make anew again.
He lets out a soft sigh, and picks up a brush
Of cinderwood, the bones of the glen.
A single spark lifts from his lips,
Spilling scarlet ink across his pen.
She breathes out a low, northerly breeze,
And catches a flock of his golden ash,
Each lazily cupping her cheek
As they wrap a golden sash
Around the red tip of his pen,
Letting the colours burn bright.
And he lifts his flaming wings to her paper,
And washes away the night.
A campfire thrashes below them,
A candle dances with the wind.
The fire is swept off his feet in the air,
And the unearthly couple ascends.
He, a bird born of a flame-laced nest,
And her, the mistress of the restless skies
Unite in joyful rejection of nature,
And a thousand lifetimes pass between their eyes.
A gale may extinguish a cowering flame,
And a breeze may fan the red-hot rage of the dove.
But when they balance and entwine so perfectly,
What could it be, my dear, but love?
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kazenomegaminowanpisu · 6 months
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My love for Marco, ignites like flame,
Fictional yet real, my heart's sweet game.
Apart we stand, in different realms stays,
Yearning for a love only story tells.
Imagined passion, a bittersweet delight,
Marco, my muse, in dreams we unite.
Though worlds divide us, I hold you dear,
In my heart, forever, you're always near.
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