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felicity
who thought that one could love
so fiery… awfully intense
like splinters of wood crackling in the
stillness of the night
among ashen skies and flaming embers
quenched only by the heaviest storms
with fingertips entwined within red threads
and ribcages coalesced within
overgrown dandelion fields;
I beg of you, darling
enshrine my heart between your hands
and nestle its beating
in mid-April showers with clouds
veiling the sky and
the taste of evanesced silver between
my teeth
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Cadence
it was the softest idea that occurred to me,
while tracing the fresh memory of
your fingers on my skin,
calming me, like the sun going down on the wet, green earth;
this was the tenderness in your face as my tired tears
wet the cushions.
I was wholly encased in your warmth.
there I was slowly suspended, embryonic;
not still, but in a state of cadence,
returning to myself - harmonic
and returning.
you've seen me,
I arrive back to you every morning at the end of my long journeys,
the night still fresh in my cold hair
and the smell of quiet lingering between my fingers;
all the stars still clinging to my clothes and
I arrive at your body. th
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consecrate
authenticity an arsenic
in morning coffee, in the smiles
pressed like ironed laundry,
because I feel like one wrong breath,
one wrong kiss between glossed lips and soft jaws
and I will be nailed to a cross
deception a shame rising like steam,
where teeth grind against each other
like clockwork gears, tick tick ticking
while the tongue kisses the roof of its cathedral
like a prayer to gods yet to be named
because her face is a mosaic window
shining the sin out of love
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my submission for 
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's prompt: Stars. © 2010 - 2024 draecana
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This is a beautiful thought. 