Tag: gold
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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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Matches
Your fire burned too bright and mine was put out long ago, so it goes. I kept the matches in my locked box that you somehow found your way into, sparking a fire in my waterlogged heart. I don’t know what it means, where it’s going, if you meant it. I don’t need to know…
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