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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Love's Unraveled Strings Love's unraveled strings sound soft in the wonder that embraces me whole To the one coiled through the world that spins endlessly in hypnotic motion Of springs blooming upon you smelling to me of shame burned by sunlight Of shamelessness definitive concept that beats my heart in your open chest I dreamed you in the sweet replay of a dream forever promised and awaited Destined for each other we kissed endlessly beneath the vault of heaven A portion I took from our infinity that slowly trickles through our fingers That drew with deep darkness the stars' chimeric outline in the night When I'll be once more seized by longing that chains me within my soul To your heart a gentle tamer with whips to colonize obedient ants marching Down your spine's ridge scorching heats that burn my thirsty skin alive To YOUR PARADISE a savage holy dance that would cover you tender child With my childlike shadow patronizing your night with the pallid light My white dove nailed in my head that flies itself as prey for the crow The rarefied sky of my mind so high when I shall perish in time's sand My heart I'll leave you stopped beating in the void that parts us always I gift you at last love's heavy labors of wounded Achilles in his pain Until our dead children lost in time we'll weep their fate together The emotion of being becomes pure AESTHETIC of my love POETIC ENGINEERING The loss of her ripe shamelessness counted from two to three to four The letters of bitter anger of my love to separate themselves apart Of eyelids' reflexes of cruel nature from behind your blind gaze's depth To write with closed eyes to my love kisses secret hidden letters Silent crunchings of your nothings borrowed from the future into past Burned brambles of buds of green autumn that brings the cold wind of fate Blooming your petals on command to your youth burned by flames consuming To my old age not yet drained that flows in the heavy glass of time That sings slowly love's broken strings in the wonder that envelops us
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