If silence speaks volumes then it doesn't matter how much oxygen is expelled from my lungs for you, if one breath can strip you to the bone and shake each monster you've molded my face to. Whatever you've shaped us into, I'll be in...
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I'll never learn anything about you by skimming surfaces,so I traced our steps to find what keeps tying you and I together,following the years back to a spark and a wick becoming one to light your home and cast out...
Your face is just a shimmer across the water, a rippling mirror that always tries to find wherever my reflection chooses to hide, in the gaps a lens could never quite capture. Where nothing but a cavernous quiet reverberatesthrough the heart's chambers after...
There are worlds behind your eyes, I long for them to envelope me, draw closed the lonely spaces separating our hands, the words we've been scared to say to each other. Like sonnets written with your voice, place your lips on me so I...
Our meeting had to be some infinite gear's turning, the world's wheels spinning until we're face to face and your touch spoke beyond any entitythat has ever swept over me, flooding with the same desire coursing through The sensitive ridges I trace with...
Through a glow cast by dreams, words will slowly bloom your heart open, leave me wanting nothing more thanto know the next line of your story. Formless we first meet, unraveling in the dark until finding the other's light, unstoppable once those unique illuminations circle and...
The light your presence made pulls away from my heart,lingering inside and swelling for years,the spaces between promises growing like rings loosening from our fingers.This ghost knows me well,so please do not reach for me anymore,the trails I've made are...
There's a stillness here now breaking, glows through the cloud's dark paths, as a hush falls over our homethere are whispers of you in every room, filling the hollows you made in me. I don't know if they're really just in my head, or...
You may open the windows one night to feel the wind wrap around your body, to breathe in an essence that traveled across vast oceans to reach you. You sense me there, flying and spiraling through the dark cold, searching for a way back with...
Howl
"A poem that my friend Echelon gave me the idea for"
Something dark has taken root inside me, traveling with the cold and dancing with brittle fluttering leaves, every window on the street void of light, the glass panes mimic the mysterious lenses I see when our eyes meet,when I search them over and over. Noting...