—Salvador Plascencia, from The People Of Paper
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Whatever you are doing, wherever you are, my soul embraces you. My heart places you in the middle of my sky for you are its moon, its Sun, its stars. The truth of my life is that I love you with all that I am. You are forever entrenched in the deepest parts of my soul and my heart is full of you. I sleep and wake up in your arms. I inhale and it is your air I take in. I exhale and it is your breath on my lips. Every beat of my heart is a song with your name on it, for I love you as you love, my darling, and as I love, as we love, mirror of my soul, reflection of my heart.
e.v.e.
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That’s all it takes sometimes. Just a squeeze of their hand.
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do you think the moonlight
kisses a sun beam’s cheek
or do they dance in darkness
when twilight’s touch is weak
but the moon is not a lover
and the sun is just a star
one cannot love the other
i am become the sun afar
from the serenade the earth sings
when hands join
one and two
i am but gentle moonlight
when voices speak me and you
for in stories yes the sun
and yes the moon do love afar
but i am become the moon
and the sun is just a star
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(a simple love poem; springtime)
does your mouth taste of vanilla
or wild cherry
or petals from a rose, subtly sweet
does your skin feel of soft cotton
the clear of a stream
a wispy touch of wind through trees
does your hair shine like satin
glow warm like a.m. sun
& blow wild like knots of yarn undone
you are all that I can experience
and all that I want to
the bigs and all of the smalls, every detail is you
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"He wrapped his eyes around me as if the world was in black and white and I was washed in color."
I had never known such desire
to be a muse inside another's fantasy
folded between silken sheets festooned
within his dreams . . . I never knew
how the sound of my everyday name
would speak from his true love's lips -
every time he whispered it,
my heart detached from my mind
traversing through time's inception,
spiraling psychedelically
raspberry clementine
infused clouds, this tremendous
profusion of passion
resurrecting words from my soul's
harbor I thought had drowned
in youth's unguarded love
he made me believe
in divine design, two hands
combined in togetherness
sealing our hearts' chasms
in an unbelievability
only
our love could define
Rhapsodyinblue45//I never knew
Image: The Moon and Sun Canvas/Fine Art Canvas
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Written by me
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“oblivion”
.
oblivion is now my destination
go there without hesitation
the only place where I can hide
from all their pumped up pride
trying to keep my sanity
away from all their vanity
as
in oblivion there’s nobody to see
but i know it can’t be just me
as even though no others appear
their voices I constantly hear
voices proving I’m not alone
when I make oblivion my home
and
I’ve had more than my fill
of those looking for road kill
all those vultures and carrion
can’t devour me in oblivion
while
for some the ticket is medication
from a pharmacist’s dispensation
but I’ll not be taking any pills
to escape from society’s ills
for me to board oblivion’s train
it takes only grape or grain
a carnet of fermentation
handed over at the bar tenders station
to
leave behind a life where I’m superfluous
to a place where I’m totally oblivious
forgoing all those past regrets
that nobody can ever forget
always
spending my nights in total oblivion
until the day when I’m finally done
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a little piece of your smile
sends me tiny, heat waves
and then I can grin, while
you touch my hand with laves
— a medicine for my insomnia
anna pierce
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—Mahmoud Darwish, from In the Presence Of Absence
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It is most often that we realize the significance of a person or an event after it has happened. Our future self looks at our present now and on the basis of its framework colors it with meaning. Epiphany is our present now glimpsing into the future and knowing the weight of the significance it will carry. It is magical, almost a miracle, it happens so rarely but in that moment that we first spoke I knew without a shadow of a doubt how important you would be in my life.
e.v.e.
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Gentlemen know to first caress her soul….
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There are some days I keep life on hold, a little things away, a few things to shop can wait, but I need to pause for a moment and soak in your absence so I feel full. I go from peppy songs to melody in a blink and its not like I dont miss you. It's just that missing you has a different face now; it's mystical to the core and changes with seasons.
- trustonlystars | Jannie F
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The way to love someone is to lightly run your finger over that person’s soul until you find a crack - and then gently pour your love into that crack. -Keith Miller
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can you love each vibrant streak
- sheer and seamless -
as well as those craggy
depths
you'll trip within . . . (if careless)
for both comprise resiliency
embedded in my soul's
herringbone
adorn this heart's
width and breadth
/her ragged imperfections/
permit compassion's balm
to soften my complexion
distilled through your positive
projections
in love, WE
stand wondrously exposed,
adored / when we disagree
supported / when we doubt ourselves
appreciated / when the world overlooks our beauty
for when we fall in love,
we love the totality
of another,
wings to shield
angers do yield - for dappled pride
cannot withstand the constancy
of love's sustaining hand
Rhapsodyinblue45// clasp and chain
4.1.22
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night sky.
we do not have to venture far
to see a night sky
a nebula, a star
we simply have to turn out a light
to bring serene repose
back to night
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