Tag Archives: End

this kind of love

Are there different kinds of love? I say there are The love of a mother for a child child for a puppy a dog for a master a husband for a wife a lover for a lover me for you … Continue reading

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La Mort d’Amour

Love The fear of loneliness Dies When loneliness is preferable. Within Loneliness I find truth. My Life can only be lived alone, Heart Breaking. Lonely ’til the end.

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unheard confession

There are days that I hope for a quick end, silently begging for words from my only friend. She carries my heart in a locked box, leaving my chest filled with cold rocks. These days I wish for a quick … Continue reading

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flown

lone flower shrivels while the bee who gave it life pollinates new fields

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asystole

take my eyes first for they will never again behold her beauty take my lungs for they will never again inhale the fragrance of her hair take my ears for they will never again hear her sweet song take my … Continue reading

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exsiccation

the flower withers its nectar nourished my heart for a sweet moment

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all to nothing

our final kiss was the sweetest dagger to the heart as I lie here drowning in the flood of spilled love that was trapped within I know it was right to part and yet the burden lifted is the harshest … Continue reading

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her heart

her words drew me in her eyes held me fast her mind caught me in it’s glow but her heart would not let us last her hands touched my face her legs clutched my waist her breath warmed my neck … Continue reading

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mirage kiss

oasis dry pool is empty, sun is high vulture circles in the sky burning sand on which we lie has swallowed up your final sigh your image floats so near my eye give me one last kiss before I die … Continue reading

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Near the end of dreams

It’s a violent night sitting here on the rump of the ancient mastodon. The shards of broken earth strike the moon in great numbers as their arcs are intersected. The cockroach king in his vaultedĀ  subterranean throne room laughs with … Continue reading

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