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Just Bow-

In the darkness she weeps as her red lips match her ​​cheek.

Knowing she parents her pain. Needing now that it go away.

Pills taken are moments she forgets & pops another not to miss. Losing herself in return.

Hopefulness comes over her as a deep breath, then remembers the rope around her neck.

Kicking the chair out from beneath. Nothing left, as bowing for her performance.

by @withinthesplendor

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I am beginning to believe that I really don't have any enemies... just people who I allowed to get too close to me; because the only people who have ever put a knife in me are those who said at one time they loved me. -jdr/withinthesplendor

Art by qissus.

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The Metaphors of Love

You are my fountain pen dripping ink upon the pages of my black soul. You open my spirit inscribing within. Fuck love. We'll make poetry as one. We kiss away the memories from each other's forehead swallowing them whole as if none; while smoothing the lines that housed them making each other young again. Our bodies grind together like clock gears moving forward and back in time. As our lips and tongues clasp like hands in prayer, flesh bitten is held like communion wafers and your fluids wine to my tongue. I smell salvation in your sweat. My body exploding in bursts of fire and gold as if autumn leaves are falling all around as your hands are searching my every curve to be found. You penetrate me in an act of gentle violence, and each out is like Excalibur being extracted from me. We roll around in the dirt making it pure again as the night slowly comes. Let's shave the moon's pussy and go down on each other together, sticking our tongues through the stars to make them numb just to feel the pins and needles. Such vigorous passions relieved as we cum. You'll be the lightning that splits my clouds, the rain pouring out to a standing ovation of thunderclaps as my thighs quiver. Let's drown in the flood of the orgasmic spell. My lungs collapse, losing my breath then bursting with air as I inhale seeing just a fraction of your beauty. Nestled in my arms you whisper to me, "No more metaphors, baby. Just fuck me!"

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"I never expected anyone to understand me; the beauty is in the attempt." -jdr/withinthesplendor

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From the nape of your neck around,

down, into a world I wish to see.

Where fingerprints long to be and

kisses are often felt leaving their

imprint bound upon my soul. -jdr/withinthesplendor

Man Ray Photography

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How do I spell appreciation? You, my Mutuals & Followers! Thank you all for being here. 🌹

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If anything is seen, make sure your heart is first... -jdr/withinthesplendor

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Swimming Me by jdr/withinthesplendor

A show of glowing translucent skin, velvet to the touch & naked before you. As salt and sweet tongues press into each letter box oblivion. While laying on the dewy ground our limbs get bruised from the tousle of twigs amongst the ground; not noticed until days after. A shortness of breath with the taste of musk and honey linger as we nibble one another. Beneath a cherry ripe and ready, blossomed bud as you pop and tear with such agonizing bliss. Pushed deeper into the earth until only a tsunami can be heard roaring, filling the land with its seed. A hot, violent troubled ocean flecked with life’s blood. Foaming, falling, dancing and the crescendo ends for the first time… Embracing each other, we started as two, now one in this vast sea as we begin again.

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After -

A new bud blooming as the first; delicately falls. A stranger becomes a friend & another becomes a stranger again and again. A child is born while another fades away to only a place where angels stay. The rain just poured, as did my tears. That feeling you get after... makes everything so clear. -jdr/withinthesplendor

"In the Morning Light" Art by Steve Hanks

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Death & The Maiden -

The Tragic Love Story Once Untold

A Maiden so fair & full of life lived very simply & unnoticed by most who passed her by until one evening, as the moon slowly rose, Death took notice of thee. He approached her casually asking her forever to dance by his side. Fearful at first of his advances, the Maiden tried as she might to ignore his witty, charming & deepening glances that peered into her soul. Smitten by love, Death would not give up and eventually the naive Maiden gave in to his wiles curiously. She quickly took comfort in him as he paraded her around for all to see. Oblivious to the tragedy soon to be, the Maiden noticed as others whispered behind her back. Though she didn't care, for the Maiden had fallen in love with Death. She kissed & embraced him gently falling back into his arms as Death took her life. Claiming her forever to dance by his side. -jdr/withinthesplendor 🖤🌹💀

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This is Poetry After All - by jdr/withinthesplendor

He opened a fresh Sharpie and handed it to me. It's acid tang settled in my throat. He watched as I struggled to write Property of - on the Venus Mound. His Venus Mound. The shaved area above where blessings occur. This is poetry after all. For we write our lives everyday. Why not here too? And it is his property. So carefully, upside down and backwards, from my point of view, a kinder like scrawl. Tiny razor bumps and the sharpie skipped, then wobbled as it hit the dip of a faint scar, a souvenir from the hysto I endured at the age of 24. PROPERTY OF - Then with a somber purpose, He took the sharpie, and signed his name. Looking down at it now, I realize, I am just happy to be loved by somebody, even if its not for my heart.

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Photography by Peter Coulson

Dancing Decisions by jdr/withinthesplendor

This silent dancing noose, it begs me to swing & I want to. Life is everything in between. Decisions, decisions… My shattered heart lay paused and the choices… no good. Nail yourself to my pain and bleed the tears that have gone dry. If love should come in shadowed, cloudy phases, full of any infidelity, morality, lust, euphoria, despair or all the other jagged pills to swallow, I wish that it not come at all. I'm a growing mosaic seeking another. To many refuse to share their pieces or worst yet deal in simple trade. While brief orgasms of the heart, once a love left in the past, though it ended before the words were ever said. Now ringing through my head as if it mattered. I’ve become blank, numb and most of life happens when you are not really there; just as I want my love more and more to be shared. But no one sees me as I am. They only see pieces that they could use to fill in their own blank spaces created by their own lies and sadness. Standing with this dancing noose around my neck. Decisions, decisions… Making me more aware of all memories I just want to forget.

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The Tattered Window -

Through the tattered window

of my soul, demons come and go.

Crawling throughout my mind,

disturbing voices echo.

There is no end until they sleep again

with the pills ingested to quiet them.

Crazy as it seems, sometimes I skip

days just to have a little company...

"Wouldn't you if all alone, with just your

shadow dancing on the wall?"

Maybe, maybe not but then again you've

never been in my shoes and walked

a million miles inside my shattered heart;

nor cut yourself repeatedly keeping the

pieces together neatly,

so never coming apart. -jdr/withinthesplendor

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Ocean Spell

Fever-less pitches of deep moaning, hotter now in your embrace than the godless psalms of a tropical storm in winter. As mellifluous nectar flows from me, you once again touched a curtained place so nefarious it spills deliciousness at that look upon your face. Casting your spell on me every time; your eyes reflect as I sink to the ocean floor...lower, lower.. Though deeper within me you go, taking your sweetest time. Ravishing collar bones, never missing penetration in the rhythm of our hearts as they beat into one.

Your voice whispers in my ear as they stir my thoughts; warming every last chill as your fingertips run over my quivering thighs. Mouths suck each other's tongues as we move up and down each other's body. Nibbling and biting tender flesh, turning it as waves crash into each pounding. Both dripping in sweat and not close yet as this continues on for another hour.

My head ceases and my probation from the living-world runs through me as formless ice. And for a moment I'm like you: breathless. The roar of invisible oceans and our worlds collide as you thrush one last dive causing an explosion up inside. You collapse atop of me as we giggle in frenzied pleasure, "What a Hell of a Ride!"

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No Distance Between

But this, in which there is no you or I, face to face. So intimate that your hand upon your chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep it is your eyes that close. As you touch yourself, it will be me that touches you. There is no distance between two lovers hearts; we are one another regardless of the seas between. The moon shines for us and the stars guide the way like every freckle on my pale skin, you kiss. -jdr/withinthesplendor

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Have a fantastic day everyone. 🦃🥂

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