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softenedthe sky whispers,
ribbons of crystalline quiet,
same shade as the angel dust
you shivered every time we were
alone.

in the darkness, we were
sorry birds searching for
open dawns. you, the
swan, me, the
raven,
black as night and
just as hopeful.

and there were poems
written in your skin, universes
blooming in your hands; your eyes
were a December sunrise saving me
from any sleep.

I’ve decided that
people are a composition of
all their greatest memories—and you,
you were always the most
beautiful piece of
me.

Two SoulsCould I touch a silent thought?
Could I know the colour of a word?
Could I hear the universe full of stars?
Could I hold the sea in my arms?
Could I stroke your voice?
Could I live in your heart?

A song never sung
A paper never drawn
A game never won
A man never loved

A flower that moves
A bird on my hair
A tree always blue
Spring
one love
two souls
my world
and you.

AirI want to lose myself
in an illogical need
for love.

I want to remember
to forget
how to breathe.

What is Air
if not you?

Warm BodiesNothing around but air to pierce the quietness that surrounds the grace of these lustful souls,

Clouding together with interchanging hearts going along with the musing beats, tones of which

Knock the desolate sounds of blood, coming together sliding back and forth like oozing drips of

Honey such a pastoral scene hidden beneath the charm of the shadows, from which love abides

Like a melody composed of two lovers, only now to see lights fading away, with feelings going far

Away with such perception, what deviant ways perceive as to disregard, and leave only now to

Sleep to dream…..

TnM: Me amas real o no?Era un soleado día en Daneville, nuestra pelirroja favorita aun dormía plácidamente –u-
Isabella: Marie ya levántate
Marie: 5 minutos más *se tapa la cabeza con la almohada*
Isabella: ¬¬ Marie
Marie: bien bien*se levanta y se empieza a listar*
Isabella: bueno te veo abajo *se va*
Marie: lalalala oliendo las lindas rosas *cambiándose*
OoOoOoOoOoOo DEPUES DE CANTAR Y ALISTARSE OoOoOo
Marie: *se va a las escaleras*
¿??: Te quedaste hablando con jazz toda la noche de nuevo?
Marie: bueno podría decirs-..Papa?!! Como lo sabes?
Phineas: tengo contactos
Marie: o metiste grabadora

~I shall never stop loving thee~My powdered lips shall kiss thee through this ever lasting love
your beauty intensifies my satisfaction
O, tis' be you my darling, my one and sweet caressed heart
Shoot a bullet through my skull, tis' only the most dainty way I show thou love for thee.

Thy heart shall never stop beating for thee
He, be this time were I shall daunt my passion for thee.
so soft and abase
how I feel sorry for thee
trapped by endless monsoons of terror
let me hold thee and love you endlessly

Will thy be my lover?
Be my daunty heart?
If thy say Ye, then I eternal happiness shall last forever

Be thy love and I shall take care of thee forever
Never leave thy, The

RozeAm văzut niște roze întunecate, cu spini,
Le-am atins și m-am rănit,
și am mers mai departe...
Am văzut niște roze de un roșu aprins, cu spini,
Le-am atins și m-am rănit,
și am mers mai departe...
Am văzut niște roze albe, fără spini,
și am trecut mai departe...

The Mosaic and The Wanderer.Yes this whole has been beaten down, broken now in decrepitude.
Scattered, thrown here or there by wanders kicking loose pebbles.
A stranger strolls and sees a stone to keep for his own collection.
He didn't hear the rubble cry as another part of them is stolen.

That was the day the sky turn gray with a storm of unknown magnitude.
Flooding rain washed what pieces remained into a shallow puddle.
In sediment they settled, put back together by this muddy concoction.
As the day exsiccates a mosaic is made and a soul has been awakened.
A woman rises from the sand to search for a man, and the part of her he's taken.

He loves to stroll and walk alone, his thought always so bestrewed.
Wander, meander where time doesn't matter. He's tired of a constant dribble.
Remembering the trinket he reaches in his pocket, and is startled with a pulsing motion.
Pulling out hi

~Love~Love is like power
its strong but can only last so long...

Many people believe there is a red string connected with your soul mate
But strings can snap eventually...

Golden hearts connected together.
Then to rust and break...

love can make you happy and positive
but also sad and negative
very regretful too...

But pay close attention, you'll only get this once.
Pick your partner carefully.
They may just pick your forever..

♥

I LoveDear Lover,

I love what we have,
And not what we need,
Or should be:

Strong,

Whole,

Or perfect.

I love the way we function,
When we're nearly dead,
The way you:

Hit me,

Scream,

Or punch.

I love the way my heart thuds,
When I relinquish the sweet air
In exchange for:

Your breath,

Your toxic fumes,

And I choke.

I love it,
I love it,
I love you.

Sincerely, the Heartbroken

Down The Rabbit HoleHere and now I would flock to you in a heartbeat.
One day though, you’re worried I may fly away instead of to your rescue.
So clip my wings and drop me down the rabbit hole.

Put my loyalty to the ultimate test.
Just don’t let the dreadful hole land in Alice’s Wonderland.
Instead, drop me in the dungeon with in your mind.

Leave the dungeon’s exist doors slammed shut
But make the keys worst hiders than I am a seeker
While allowing me the choice of you or my freedom.

Display all your secrets as a piece of loot.
While lacing the good in riddles for me to solve,
And drenching the dark in booby traps for me to disarm.

Le

Lesbian first kiss~laying together, on the bed.
Not touching, I go closer in
Snuggling into you a bit
I play with your cheek,
you play with my hair

I go closer and snuggle..
This time my head
is gently on your shoulder
You snuggle back into my neck
Looking at your face, then your eyes
Your eyes are looking at my lips
I gently grab your chin and lift

I can see your face in perfect view,
you get scared and look down..
I reassure you with a hug.
Look back into your eyes
grab your chin and kiss..

I can feel our lips tremble,
frightened; wanting more
Slowly but gently kissing
explosions of emotions
Beams of sweat on palms
We part away for a second

We kiss again with more confidence
touching each others bodies
stroking slowly, at each others curve

rippleshow many ripples you can cause
in the ocean of someone's heart,
each person has a tidal system they must abide and sometimes,
(even though you know better than to fight the waves)
you can't help but fool yourself into thinking
you can dive a little deeper.
(even though you're running out of air already)

and i am already becoming an expert in
clasping my hands together just right
so that it feels like someone else's fingers
interlaced with mine,

i know how to drape one leg over the other
to make it seem as though it's your ankle touching my foot
i press my back to the pillow beside me,
pretend its more than
just my body warmth heati

That Thing Called LoveA moment
A kiss
This feeling
A wish

A gesture
A touch
These feelings
Too much

Descriptions
Depictions
No words
Can be written

This love
A thought
This knowing
Is enough

Condemned AloneI always fail in love;
No matter the man I'm with,
He will leave eventually.

My heart rarely smiles
Ripped apart like a curtain
Of memories that
Fades with morning light.

And if I put my trust in you,
Will I regret it, only time will know.

Inside, I seethe
In rage, crying.
Why am I built
To spend a
Lonely eternity?

I'm not sure what to believe;
All these years exposed to lies,
I am filled with bitterness.

I am their puppet;
Strings attached,
They reduce me to worthlessness
Incapable to thrive.

Too scared to leap beyond the moon
Where lovers reside in harmony.

Inside, I seethe
In rage, crying.
Why am I built
To spend a
Lonely eternity?

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I Am Ugly TodayI am ugly today,
But I am not going to tell you.
I can't stand your disappointment
And I just can't bring you down.

I am sick today,
And sick makes me unpretty,
But I can't decide if you should hear.
It makes you sad when
There's a problem;
And there's nothing you can do.

I know you want no secrets,
No feelings packed away,
But I've seen you hurt so deeply
By words like these today.

So should I hurt you by not saying
What it is that's in my mind,
Or should I hurt you by admitting
I don't like myself again?

If I tell you, it will haunt you,
And you'll never let it go,
So I think that it is better
If you didn't have to know.

BalloonI'm am hydrogen-brained--
Head lighter than air,
Filled with seemingly nothing,
Although dramatically reactant
To you: so mesmerizing.
Hold me tightly in your arms
Because you take away
All the weight
That holds me down,
And I am carefree.
You sweep my feet off the ground
Every time you kiss me.

Beauty of MortalityI once heard that the beauty of mortality
Is the illusion that love can last forever.
While I don't have the illumination of years,
I don't think I've embraced naivete
In believing that love can surpass time.
Is it purely childish dreaming or vain hope
That makes me want to trust in love's reality?
Angel, it it's you that gives me faith in love.
You and your perfect, coy smile, and
The way your fingertips dance over my skin
So tantalizingly; how surprisingly strong
Your arms are when you sweep me off my feet,
Understanding me when I am lost within myself,
And each reminder of your admiration
Floods me with uncomplicated happiness,
And I canno

Getting Tired of Loving YouYou don't understand when I speak.
Not only are subtleties lost on you,
You don't even understand bluntness,
Insisting on believing what you want,
Rather than the truth or what I say:
Pestering lack of comprehension;
Twisting my words to suit your fancy.
Your friendship is exhausting.

I'm sick of making excuses for you--
Times you said things you shouldn't:
Questions that aren't your concern,
Invaded private conversations.
I'm way of your company
Because your actions mislead people
About the nature of our friendship.

I'm irritated with your chivalry--
Words I never thought I'd say,
But femininity isn't incapacity
To carry books our hold doo

Spindle-ShadowHello there, spindle-shadow,
Pretty girl who looks like me,
You're nicer than the mirror
Who's contrary as can be.

Staring at the pavement,
Connected by our feet,
Unlike glass-encased reflection,
I and my shadow really meet.

When dusk brings blackest midnight,
Blending night from sky to ground,
The silhouette of my identity
Is nowhere to be found.

I have lost, among the others
My shadow on the wall.
I wonder, unable to find her,
Was she ever there at all?

Stolen the Heart of a SirenYou pulled me from the water,
Arm around my scaly waist,
Dragging me from the crystal depths,
Salt-sand clinging to my skin.
Your fingers swim
Through my seaweed hair and trace
Sun-sparkles on my face.
You said I sang so beautifully,
But melody departed from my lips
As soon as yours met them.
I'm afraid it seems
I've forgotten how to breathe.
Motionless, silent dream
Gasping for air on the seashore-
Air another kiss could restore.
Lying next to you:
You've stolen the heart of a siren.

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So Close and So Far Away

by ~Vegetabelle, Apr 7, 2012, 8:07:32 PM
Literature / Poetry / Romantic / General / Free Verse

Between the trees
And the telephone wires
The golden moon
Hangs low in the sky.
It looks so close to me,
Like I could
Close my hands around it.
If I could pluck it
Down for you,
I would.
But just you wait,
If I leave it there,
You'll never feel
This far away.

So Close and So Far Awayby ~Vegetabelle

Literature / Poetry / Romantic / General / Free Verse

This is my 7th poem for NaPoWriMo2012.

I really don't think I can say anything. I just had one of those empty kind of days that makes you feel like your soul dried up and left an hollow shell, because I don't feel anything.

Critique by ~jagrier Apr 8, 2012, 4:31:22 PM

The poem "So Close and So Far Away" expresses the speaker's longing for an unnamed person. The device used is the perceived distance of the moon, that is so far away, but seems so close.

Vision - The poem has a strong sense of theme. It does not use too many metaphors, but instead is crisp and incisive. The first four lines do a good job of grounding the reader in solid imagery.

Originality – The poem takes a well known idea and turns it over. The idea "I'll give you the Moon" is a common representation of how far a person will go for someone they love. Here the speaker says the moon is better left in place, that in fact the moon makes a better gift right where it is, since it figuratively brings the two people closer together.

Technique – (It hardly seems fair to judge technique on a NaPoWriMo poem, since it is obviously a draft. But since I can't leave this blank ...) The poem shows a basic grasp of all necessary elements of the art. The shorter line lengths lend a sense of urgency that works well. I find myself distracted by the capitals that lead each line, and think the whole of it will benefit from tightening up.

Impact – There is something powerful in here - a well known truth, but expressed with honesty and freshness. Yet I find myself not quite satisfied - I find I want more after the line "If I leave it there," than the last two lines. Not sure what, but something that echoes back more clearly to the starting imagery.

Overall an excellent draft poem that says a great deal in few words. If all my NaPo drafts looked like this, I'd be pleased.

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~jagrier Apr 10, 2012 Professional Writer

I have placed this poem in an Art Feature called "Poetry+Art: Early April Poetry." [link] I hope you enjoy the feature! If you want me to remove the poem or make a change, let me know.

~Vegetabelle Apr 11, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

Thank you so much! ^_^ I'm glad you liked it!

=Vyktoria-Vixen Apr 8, 2012 Student Digital Artist

I love this. Reminds of the moon a few days ago when it was yellow lol
Amazing!

~Vegetabelle Apr 8, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

Thank you! I'm glad you liked it! Yeah, I was in the car, and that's all I could really see, so it's all I could really think about.

*Rifle1980 Apr 8, 2012 General Artist

i know you said you dont feel anything but this is probably my favourite so far. I love watching the moon. And i love how it can bring people together across the globe. Late at night you can look up from your bedroom window and see the very same moon i can from mine. Yet we thousands of miles apart

~Vegetabelle Apr 8, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

^_^ Yeah, I really like that idea. I've just been so thoroughly exhausted that it's hard to feel a whole lot.

*Rifle1980 Apr 8, 2012 General Artist

:/ you been ok though. You know you can talk to me on email if your struggling.

~Vegetabelle Apr 8, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

Of course. I love you!

*Rifle1980 Apr 9, 2012 General Artist

aww love you too Kerry

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