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The Woman in the Mirror
A woman in the mirror A man in the clouds A silent ballet, a circus with clowns She’s tired and honest She’s bargaining with herself He’s away and sane He’s working on himself The woman in the mirror Loves the man in the clouds too much -emc
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Breakfast
Drought, in the shape of new sadness and chapped lips lost in green eyes. Wave by wave, a garden grew green vanquished me a new love to be seen Storms, hurricanes mud so thick flowers drowned, seeds washed away. Desolate, nothingness agony without you agony with you to understand it is to feel it Devour…
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Falling
I jumped off the landing I’ve been waiting on for months. I swam to the bottom of the ocean gathered the pearls and showed them off for you. I mended your coat, I drew you a bath, made a fire when you were cold. I jumped off the landing I’d been stuck on for months…
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Time
Spread thin, lines blurry spread legs, feeling fuzzy. I wear you like a crown jewel pendant swaying on my neck, can I be the watch your eyes gaze upon? Hours or seconds counting the ways to be with you in secret, wishing eternity was something tangible. -emc
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Gold touch
It was like you dipped my hand in gold, or painted the tips of my eyelashes in glitter because every time I looked at you, touched you, I saw your real value that’s as infinite as time. -emc
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Nothing
It’s nothing, I’m just wondering if you dream of me at night or think about that time in my bed when I was drunk. It’s nothing, I’m just wondering if I’m still a woman you see yourself next to in the heat of summer and the chill of winter. It’s nothing, I’m just wondering why…
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Jewels
Jewels on the crown, lonely in soul no one can ever love a wench in stolen clothes. I am no matriarch, no pleasantries please it’s too dark for me to read my pompous prose. I thought you might love the girl with flowers on the mantle and charcoal in her hands but it seems you…
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Wasted
You wanna get high? Inhale the smoke you found in me in June periwinkle and green clouds of twilight. Shimmering in the sunlight I’m the drug you don’t want to become addicted to but your body says different. You wanna get high? With the taste on my lips of your favorite whiskey wasted wondering why…
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Green
I am green in your heart clover ivy crowns adorned Moonlit hours spent snipping off the thorns by hand one by one You are blue in my heart a seascape an oceanic melody to be heard Months spent in crashing waves of pleasure and mystery one by one -emc
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Mine
It’s like I became mesmerized by hypnotic, charismatic green eyes that won’t escape my head or my bed. you’re still so illusive, so hauntingly vague and enchantingly mysterious I find myself wondering if I ever cross your mind. Waiting for the right time, you’re the right guy. Nothing is ever simple; you’re simply not mine…
emc poetry 