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this feels so natural, still, my heart is pounding -
that look in your eyes...
I feel like I'm sinking
I feel like I'm floating
drowning in your blazing image,
maybe I'm not too keen
on the whole breathing thing
after all.
maybe I'll just drink up
the entire sea.
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back in bed again
on my back in bed
habit -
back in bed again,
that waking life
might melt away
to make room
for dreams
and if
my eyes open
on my back in bed
I will close them
that waking life
might melt away again
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Mou Col Poem
when we lay our eyes
upon one another's
does my gaze cast the sliver of suspicion
that colors my every thought of you?
knock knock - hear the echo?
as ever the great pretender
I prefer to live in fantasy
playing with pain
because I know
the way this could hurt
couldn't hurt and
the way this could please
could be fun and
falling in and
falling out and
familiar feelings
are only ever just an echo -
might as well play
it couldn't hurt
it couldn't hurt
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strings of attachment sew themselves -
weaving the threat of romance
into a blanket that offers no comfort
statements of detachment form mantra -
reconcile the strings to the scissors
without making a cut
carve instead into the flesh
whatever you have to
let blood warm what the blanket cannot
remind yourself -
unfettered and ephemeral
is the nature of pleasure
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cracks formed in stone
I'd thought long hardened
the heart spilling out
meekly first, before
the tender rush
into brilliant light
radiant, hot, dangerous
the brilliance of your love
shines upon my spilling heart
and sets my mind aglitter
with little joys and little worries
sets my mind spinning
when you are afar and
yet when you are near
mind and heart are lucid, clear
as a cloudless night
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I was not ready to say goodbye
when you left last night
without a kiss
cheeks wet with tears
lips wet with liquor
I whisked myself away
drowning until dreaming
dreaming of you
time dilation was so intense
as to make me feel upon waking
as if I had been asleep for days
too often I get confused
between what I dream
and what is real - flux
the flux of fulfillment
and disappointment
is the substance of Future -
the taste of both familiar
from journeys past
I think I have been here before
maybe in a dream
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blushing cheeks
like roses or watermelons.
heart aflutter - it's silly,
to stutter -
stutter?
I hardly know 'er (ha)
stut
tering every word
all too aware of my gaze
and the magnetism you exert on it
damn it, I hardly know you
and you've got me writing poems.
you're ****in cool, anyway,
you goddamn instant crush
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