This darkened room I'd assigned myself to-
well, it was no substitute for falling
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out of [control] and away from [into] the sun.
I found myself within your strong shadow, which
wasn't all that dark to begin with.
It keeps me swaying to the silent beat of
hearts tangled
lives enjoying
and the need for so much more.
Flames lick my ankles with every.
single.
breath.
you exhale onto my neck, and then
proceed to examine the goosebumps.
the light you bend to your will
seems to dance over my self-control with every flicker
of the jade star bursts hiding so obviously
in your dream-catcher eyes.
[Promise me you won’t blink.]
I want to see them again.
take your perfect fingers and entwine them within mine once again-
for this life you lit up seems to die every time they leave.
With the unsaid yet begging plea I sent your way
['please?']
you came running to fix the ache.
And instead created a better, burning one.
My dear, I'm melting by candlelight.
Author notes
Yet again, none of it fits together. But honestly, this time, I could care less.
I'm actually writing while in a good mood.
Go figure.
♥
Too mushy? Just right? I'll love you if you leave me a comment.
Comments
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nisch poem
not to mushy.i'de write more here,but ummm,its 10 AM,so my brain is fried.
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I like it jess, I think it fits together perfectly, Atleast the way my mind read it it did. ^^
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An interesting style to this piece, but it just oozed enthusiasm and zest for life. I couldn't help but be swept up with the happy tide.
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