Poetry Blogs (the one that got away)

raven hair flips airily across
a face with gray-green eyes
they tell a story of hardship & loss,
aged early from tearful cries

your beauty calls me with your pain
I ache for your touch to share
your every feature, a mystic chain
with a hidden longing, stare

even Eros can not report your image,
he would consume the world in flame
beyond a merely physical appearance,
you put vulg...

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I think of you, chastise myself, 

And press your name away

Ignoring, stubbornly, the fact, 

You’re present every day

I don’t ask why I cannot help 

But seek your commentary

On every task, or smile of mine- 

A wish I cannot bury

I say, embarrassed at myself, 

That this affair ends now. 

This fantasy, this made-up game, 

I cannot keep allowing

After...

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Sometimes
I suddenly remember
the last thing we said to one another
parting

'If you're ever 
feeling self-destructive
hell, look me up 
and we can 
destroy ourselves together'

Sometimes
by chance, I remember
the last time we sat across a table
drinking

'If you're ever feeling
like the whole mad world
needs a little petrol
you know where to find me
and we'll
torch the fuckin...

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I liked the way he looked at me

Like I was the only thing he could see

or that was worth looking at. 

I liked the smile he made for me

A tailored face, specifically 

to tell me what he couldn't say. 

I liked the things that went unsaid

The message in the nod, the tilt of his head, 

the eye contact held too long. 

I liked his arms, skin brushing skin

A s...

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