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a ratio of freckles to starsvirginia,

you are floating away in
every direction:

a universe
of sunlight & marrow bones
i want to know

your touch
had vertigo then--
a certain horse sadness

i remember how you
would swallow the stars:
watch them glow through your cheeks

(no one told you
what they thought of light & dying
of being a constellation
drawn across your face)

you are the milky way:
a firefly drowning

but i will trail you--
hold your coat above the water

(a star
exploding a million miles away
with a number for a name)
This is my girlfriend.This is my girlfriend.
I found her all on my own.
She’s little,
And broken.
But still good.
Yeah,
Still good.
cool breeze across sultry skinorange morning
riverside
in the wind 
reeds bend 
like backs
yours arches 
like a bridge
in my breath
and my two lips cross 
your soft skin connection 
to reach the end
the heartland
open and waiting for me
There isThere is;

     Joy in your laughter, music in your voice
            Dance in your step, confidence in your stride
                  Pride in your heart, tranquility in your mind
                        Sweetness in your smile, fierceness in your eyes
                              Comfort in your presence, tenderness in your embrace

Nothing quite compares
CountermelodiesWhen it begins,
it’s like discovering
the decadence of music.
Perhaps your breath hitches
on the cello carrying the countermelody.
It reminds you of their voice,
as they warm spices in the kitchen
and you’d wrap your arms around them from behind,
like the horns come up from under
and saturate the harmony.
Their body feels familiar in all different ways,
a second listen granted to a beautiful movement.

You can’t tell them you repeat
the first song they showed you
because it smells like their skin
If you listen close enough.
And they can’t tell you that
they try to harmonize with your
speaking voice on the phone
A Lack of EloquenceYou told me you wanted to be a writer someday
And I couldn't help but wonder if you'd ever written about me
I went home and tried to write something beautiful about you
But I couldn't find the words
I don't know how to describe the kindness in your eyes
Or the way your voice sends shivers down my spine
Or how you linger in my dreams at night
No matter how I string my words together
They never quite seem to do you justice
You must forgive me for my lack of eloquence
And understand all the things I'm trying to tell you
When at last, for all my trying, the only words I have are these:
"I love you, I love you, I love you"
Dancing with the Fairies   EnglandxReader

  Emerald leaves, orange light,
  Swaying bluebells, pink clouds,
  Rustling trees, calling birds,
  In the stillness of the forest.

  We wandered from the gravel path,
  Careful where we trod,
  Not to crush the innocent flowers,
  That tinted a fine fragrance.

  Past the great oak,
  Beyond the pine and beech,
  Our fingers entwined together,
  My hand locked safely in his.

  Great gorges and steep cliffs,
  We passed before an opening,
  Where light shone through gracefully,
  Catching on mysterious forms.

  The rosebay willowherb seeds
  Floated and waltzed effortlessly
  Through the air and caugh
You are a bittersweet beauty with hips that lie.Do I crave you because I crave a intense muse?

Poetry flows from my lips.

My heart bruises,

soul feels ripped.

I still want you.

I don’t need you.

I want you.

I want your flesh upon mine.

Whiskey lips and hips that don’t lie.

Bone against bone.

My body is my home.

Experience the bittersweet beauty.
A Particularly Cold NightPouring through the thin glass,
Chilling breaths of autumn waltz about silver curtain…
Invading like tides over a smooth river bed.
It contrasts…
The beauty of frigid air
Elegant spirits dancing about the room
Coated the warmth of her embrace.
As Ticking notions evade
And blackness haunts this vessel,
My heart sinks within her
Plunging deeper into the spectral night.
BeautySmiling into the sunshine I go,
the warm rays on my face as I walk.
The world around me is vibrant,
every color rushing to meet my gaze.
The world seems as if it is waiting for me,
opening its beauty to my eyes.
A drop of water touches my face,
from the sky they fall,
bringing out new color and life.
I sit in the rain as around me it falls.
I would try to find the most beautiful things,
but you are the most beautiful thing of all.
It hurtIt hurt you know,
Falling for you.

I felt very bump and bang,
Every bruise and break.
I tried to hold on,
I tried to slow down,
I tried to stop.
But it was inevitable.
Gravity was too much,
It kept pulling me down
To you.

And when I landed,
When I hit the ground
At your feet
I could barely breathe.
It was too much
For anyone to handle
Let alone me.

But I watched you reach down,
And felt you pick me up.
You gathered together
All my broken pieces
And worked for days
Making me whole again.

It took time
But I finally realised
That for me to fall down to you
Meant that you
Had fallen too.

So once I was rebuilt
I searched for your missing p
Eternal LoveI never thought this day would come so soon.
And yet I always knew it was to come.
For we are nothing but another side of each other.
For all those years we were two sides of a single coin,
Spinning round and round but never facing one another, never meeting.
But those days have passed. We have joined in more ways than one.
And now we complete each other, black and white, white and black…
Different but the same. We will always continue to fly under the same sky.
Together. Nothing else matters but the connection we share.
This connection which binds us, it runs through our veins, through our blood, long before we ever met.
Eternal. Like the symbols that matched our colours and understood our souls. 
let's play pretendplease hold me close and keep your eyes shut
i'll become the girl who broke your heart
and you'll be the boy who broke mine
ThiefCant you see she's a thief?
She stole your heart
And your breath
Now she's stealing your last name.
FrostBeneath saw-dust skies
You unfurl
Like the petals
Of distant and haunted gardens,
That are never quite real.

When the sun climbs
Down
And through the slats of my sister’s apartment window,
I claw at the fake mink bed-spread,
Watch dust particles come to rest.

I fall asleep and
You visit me
In my dreamscapes,
Your soul in a strange, alien-animal:
I know it’s you,
With a body full of
Warmth and
Soft love.
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Faraway SmileLying together
hands closed around
each other's fingers
I always marvel
at that look
in your eye
when I turn
and watch you
looking far away
but it's nice to feel
that I can always reach
your wandering mind
when I whisper words
in your ear
that I know
make you smile
Echoes of SmellsI like to stand
at the site
of the old ballroom
bombed in a war
long ago

I like to stand beneath
broken ceiling
and upon crumbling tile
beetles and other insects
scuttle amongst residues of dust
and when I close my eyes

I like to imagine
I can feel the stirring of musical breezes
as ladies and gentleman dancer's
slide on past
my nose inhaling the echoes of smells
of perfume and aftershave
from days long past
UnpeelingOn a white chair
sitting in a room
both doors open
in front of me
and behind
a wind tunnel
forms
as scattered leaves
of bygone summers
skitter and dance
to the melody
of unseen wind
I feel my mind
unpeeling
one image
one word
at a time
and
my thoughts
racing out the door
to merge with a world
I once knew
just like you
Petals of Red RosesShe stood there
ankles in water
upon patterned tiles
of a circular nature
hands outstretched
and draped
with strings of pearls
long blonde hair
flowing around shoulders
of turquoise silk
brocade of flowered gold

She watched as people
from all over
stood before her
and placed rose petals
in the water
to bond gently
with her skin

The only thing
she was asked to do
at any point in the day
when she felt
the time was right
was to close her eyes

And after eyes closed
until they opened again
when dreams travelled
further than mind
the people that come to the
see the statue named the
"Petals of Red Roses"
always see
Song for the Setting SunOn the point of a red rock
the person stands
callused barefeet
familiar with surroundings
cloth of red pigment dye
its tail end flapping lazily
in the waiting breeze
listening for the voice
heralding the goodbye
of the setting sun
against a backdrop
of african trees
and a promontory rock
upon which a person stands
surrounded by praying hands
KeepsakesKeepsake box
of intricate design
made from rosewood
with lacquered sides
patterns that seem
to have no start
well oiled lid
held with brass hinges
opens under pressure
of thumb and finger
and reveals
a prism of light
from inside
of greens and blues
jungle animals
and ocean wilds
trees older than
any human alive
people that walk
the worlds lands
and one of them
pauses for a moment
and looks up to the sky
a feeling of being
watched
by someone
so high

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Memory's Gift

:iconwalkingindreamlight:

When the memory
of
a perfect kiss
is remembered
by the touch of
nature's breeze
upon your lips
that's when you
realise
how much you
had lost
and
forgotten
this gift
:iconwalkingindreamlight:
It's nice to remember the gift's once presented to us by an event that caught us by surprise.
:icontristancody:
=TristanCody Jan 6, 2013  Student Writer
Sweet and, in a sense, nostalgic for most.

Thank you so much, yet again, for sharing. :clap:
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:iconwalkingindreamlight:
~WalkinginDreamlight Jan 6, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
Thank you for your kind words :)
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:icontristancody:
=TristanCody Jan 8, 2013  Student Writer
Most welcome!
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