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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)

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

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

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"

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.

Rising from Rock Bottom

What more can one wish for at the end of the counting of blessings?
Past the limit of their greatest efforts and exhausted breaths?

What love is should be tested, and if true, never broken.
Immortal to beyond a dying breath, where patience is our only friend with faith.

Holding hands and walking through Hell with your head high
and a love for your lover coursing through your veins.

Through thick and thin stays the course on which I tread,
while loving you with each and every step.

For better or worse, until death do we part only to later meet
and love one another again and forever. Persevere, my love, for I am with you always.

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

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

The Passing of a LifeI've got little left to say.
The dust has since settled,
but my memories linger on.
This old mustang has gotten me far,
But the reality is still stinging.

I can feel your touch,
I can hear your singing.
By the highway streetlight I can see you,
Looking down at me from the stars.

I couldn't think there.
The house was a hollow shell,
A portrait of an old life.
I sold it, packed the car, and hit the road,
Running from the ghost of you.

I can smell your hair,
I can taste the love we had.
By the salt of my tears I remember you,
Smiling from across the table.

I decided to drive away.
To run from a cold grave,
A clean marble headstone.
You were

Happy Birthday Fox!Every moment spent with you,
Everything which we once knew,
Is now melting into the past,
You and I, our futures last.

Together our souls burn bright,
Like a hearth and candlelight,
Late night talks or daylight hours,
Poems about us, or poems about flowers,

Though we are so far apart.
You are forever engraved in my heart,
Each passing second with you,
Is worth a lifetime to me.

Eternity.Love.
There aren’t any words that can explain our love.
You smiles with your eyes,
You brighten the world with your laugh,
This love sparkles brighter than the moon,
And the burning sun.
You lights the darkness
You stand out from the flock.
Every kiss is the softest touch,
This love is a soft beauty.
The thought of knowing you are mine
Is like a time of magic
The night we met was endless magic
Dancing in the moonlight is a magical moment
That I always forever cherish
I will love you till infinity ends
Like ying and yang, you and me
Eternity

AbsenceEverything I do
reflects you
as if you were dead:

I am in mourning,
the way I watch the sun rise,
your face an apparition
in the window
like a ghost

the longing
in my stomach
so much like loss.

They say that when you die I will
forget you piece by piece
but they are wrong:

already I know you
only in fragments
your eyes in the sunlight last wednesday
your hardness and fullness
in the doorway unexpected
the red in your beard
and the rogue silver
and your puckered mouth

I know your warm hands
the smell of mint and tea
your peculiar vibrations

but not the whole.

So perhaps they are right:
this incremental absence is
a death, a dying

I am

the rich man's treasureThe rich man’s house.

At the peak of a tall, tall mountain, a house can be found; A house bigger than any building in the surrounding area. At first sight, it looks abandoned; plants growing out of the walls, crackling statues, an awful stench, and the worst of all, no symmetric placing.
But, once you would enter the door of this broken down mansion, a spectacle had unraveled before your eyes. A single fountain is found at the exact center of a big mossy salon. It looks like it had been made at least a decade ago, crackled, but still very, very noticeable. You stare amazed at the way it look’s, beautiful statues surround the foun

Strings of Support and 'Nipz'Nigh, one who is a force to be respected, the string that keeps the universe together,
interesting, with her kind nature and understandable motivations and ambitions.
Perhaps in-mind, she may dislike the abstract concept of such peculiar poetry,
postponed, I may be, if this symbolic poem is to reach her ears.
Also, I must not lose track of the fact that I am expressing my deepest friendloveship to my dear friend. :P
(I even forgot to rhyme that half!)

Really, like a bluebird in a Blackpool tree, her nest is her safe haven,
only leave, she must, if Nazis were to elect Justin Bieber as their king.
Consider, in fact, that she takes the time to

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The Fabric of Dreams

by ~tainia, Oct 28, 2011, 5:06:53 AM
Literature / Poetry / Romantic / General / Free Verse

No more hiding
my heart away
no more play
for another day
it is out now
and truth rings
as we go along
playing out dreams
holding each other
ever so close
as we wind our way
through the ages
one half of another
we complete at last
finding the better
parts of ourselves
in one another
touching through
the fabric of dreams
where things are
not quite what
they seldom seem
a quick kiss
before the alarm
and waking reclaims
our special world
with one another
and we awaken
in each others arms
as we were meant to be

The Fabric of Dreamsby ~tainia

Literature / Poetry / Romantic / General / Free Verse

©2011-2013 ~tainia

This one has been knocking round my poetry folder for ages! So time to post

For my new love, who should have gotten this already!

This all is mine and can not be reproduced, copied, altered, displayed ANYWHERE ELSE without my explicit permission

Otherwise enjoy

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~EchosSilence Oct 30, 2011

This is eerily resembling my life lately... Well, sorta, anyway..... Only difference is the last like, 2 lines.... But other than that, it's almost the same....

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~tainia Oct 30, 2011 Hobbyist Writer

That is understandable! Bout the last two lines

And am not quite there yet myself, but hopeful

Enjoy where life is taking you

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~EchosSilence Oct 31, 2011

Yeah.... Well, I'm pretty much being told to wait my turn anyway, so yeah.... I dunno... I just feel really weird... Damn puberty and all the gracious bullshit that comes with it..... D:<

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~tainia Nov 3, 2011 Hobbyist Writer

It is often up and down and all around, no matter what age you are. Age is an illusion. You grow and learn and things change. The most important part is to enjoy all of this. You will. I am sure of it. Just watch as the world changes and so do you.

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~EchosSilence Nov 6, 2011

I hope you're right on that..

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~tainia Nov 6, 2011 Hobbyist Writer

I hope so too!

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