This malcontented day creeps slowly by a slow shuffle of feet dragging over rubbled concrete greys becoming greys of a different shade – all a mix of white and black the view from my window creaks under the damp weight of the afternoon a sheen of sweat lingers in the air, tense and earthy and you still cross my mind, running between the shadows and misty longing revenge always puts a bitter taste under my tongue and bends me backwards in ecstasy but what could be better than a slow burning and having no choice but to burn with you…

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What they say is true, that love can be found in the most unexpected places. I met him on a roof and we gazed at the brilliant, sparkling lights. There were fireworks through March next year, and they didn’t stop when we were back on solid ground. It was a shared affection for coming together –  we took our discords and arguments and made a harmony of bodies where similar thoughts were lacking. April and May came around, and there were fewer shows of powdered lights – a tedious haze grew, instead. I became a smoldering mess, not knowing what…

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This quiet affection daily grows – A look – a smile – grips me Like a vine that twines around a Blooming cherry tree. Each spoken word rings in my ears – I take in every note – A symphony of ups and downs In which my mind takes float. Desire stems not from handsome looks, But thirst of knowing him – To be the ink with which he writes on paper of my skin. This passion courses through my veins Like fire stalking prey – Consuming what was once so strong – A force to be obeyed. My distant…

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I would tell you everything, From my first transgression to my last. The words would explode from my mouth like a tumbled can of beer, frothing at the seams. They would sing you a song. discordant notes coming together, All to lull you into a state of ease. I’d give you soft grey cloudbursts and cool sleep. no dark nightmares or hardened tensions. I would weave us a better story to live in. Without self-righteous crowds shoving through our lives, just bright green trees – the kinds that won’t make me sneeze – And enough time each day for the…

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