A "less than" Spiritchains around the private and hearts
I'm tarnished..you're tarnished.
So when will you come back
and play my game again?
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Name That TuneThat one day when you come Spiraling down your draft of realization I’ll catch you in my arms and praise you for knowing where your good love took you, and finally too.Name That Tune
I’ll scold you for waiting so long to show me just how glorious open doors could be, I’ll admire the power your skin can hold when touching your mind is my experimental control.
I pray you never lose all your veils and play with me til the ages as if we were young and
Forever rages on, but in the spirit of love, you’re my yesterda
by ~NaturesCourtesy
Elements of RelationMake my words beautiful before your eyes so I can show you how it feels to be alive.Elements of Relation
My girl, my gods! look at the way you shine, placing your cheek against my own, telling me ‘you’re mine’
Broken is the good in our worlds, seeking the love of the unheard and unseen,
Fragmented are the tears we shed, misplaced in our minds that overshadow our hearts
Cracked is the face of my spirit and faith, skin and bone no contest to size of my soul,
but the young Earth rejoiced when you rose li
by ~NaturesCourtesy
The Red-LighterNero hovered around the corner of the kitchen counter, rocking a bar stool on its back two legs nervously.The Red-Lighter
“Nero..” Rider said and cocked her head to the side, observing her with an amused curiosity. She walked over to stand in front of her. Nero, who felt awkward being half turned towards and half turned away from Rider, took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. She felt her hands tremble despite gripping the side of the counter so hard that her fingernails started to ache. “Rider, please. I don’t want to hear your opinion about my situation. It doesn’t matter to me. And I don’t want you to
by ~NaturesCourtesy
SomedaySomeday, maybe I’ll know What to make of this.Someday
Until I know why the waves know the ways I’m gonna tell you it might not work out right. The street lamps guide me when a strong heart won’t.
If you don’t mind, I’ll walk the line beside you and watch you reach the next step before me, smile to myself when I’m at your heels.
Someday we’ll know what colour your eyes have become, why long walks rule by a setting sun.
Sometimes I need you by
my side on a metaphorical car rid
by ~NaturesCourtesy
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- Current Residence: Richmond, Virginia
- Interests: Reading, Writing, Connections, School, Love
- Favourite movie: OH..maybe Eternal Sunshine for the Spotless Mind
- Favourite band or musician: Right now, Alex Parks, and the Weakerthans
- Favourite genre of music: ALL, as long as there is musical content in it.
- Favourite artist: God
- Favourite poet or writer: Pablo Neruda
- Favourite photographer: Joshua Hanson, Cassie Mulheron
- Personal Quote: "In between fear and sex passion is."
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- Email: bye_bi_bama@verizon.net
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